Mr Blind Novels & Stories

He read the name written in bold out loud in question. Opening a new tab, he put his research skills to work. There were too many profiles that popped up under the name but one look at the brief information sent alongside their new mission, it was easy to find their next target. An old man who was in his late seventies popped up and Rod was not all too surprised about that.

* Lawrence * The noise of the city fell away the moment her voice reached me. Jana. She is fragile but determined, she is like a glass that had learned to hold fire without shattering. I sat back in my chair, the phone pressed close to my ears even after we spoke, her words threading into me heavier than any contract on my desk. Marta is an old employee. Her name alone carried years of Magnolia resort in it, the bones of the resort, the memory of linens folded tighter than secrets.

Steven and Ella arrived just in time to witness the scene and nearly had a heart attack out of anger, but they had to keep their composure. “Apologies, Old Mr. Sullivan. Sorry to disturb your birthday celebration. I’ll deal with this disgrace of a son when we get home.” Aaron wouldn’t budge. He dropped to his knees and reached for Wilson’s legs. He refused to leave with Steven and Ella. “Please, Old Mr. Saddler! Sabrina and I grew up together. We're perfect for each other. We even made a promise to marry each other! Please let me marry her!” Timothy’s expression soured.

It was too much. That’s when Ryderl, ripped off his blindfold hearing their words with a confused expression. He looked around, instead of grated by a festive scene he met with a nightmare. His face froze in pure shock as he took in the towering dick balloon swaying over the yard, the streamers shaped like little penises.

Rani said laughing. “Oh, then you all must have witnessed some smoke coming from his ears too right.” I said high fiving her. We didn’t see someone standing in front of my desk until that someone cleared his throat. We both suddenly turned around and saw that Mr.Stone is standing there fuming at me. We both immediately stood up gulping and looking at each other and then at Mr.Stone. Then we heard Maam coming out of her cabin and stood beside Mr.Stone smiling at us. And the remaining staff just did what they always do like sitting silent and there is that stupid pin drop silence.

I replied, handing him the cell phone. I feel he is still doubtful and always suspects me, maybe by showing my cellphone he will believe it. "Maharani. You are still the great Maharani as before. Congratulations on being the proud mother of Wisnu - Bram, who always prays for you," Mr. Kusuma's voice read the message from Bram. His face hardened as usual. It's starting to recur, omg.

[girl] "My mama told me about this store." Mia, tell us as we walk into the store. Mia's mama, Mariana Lopez, is a famous fashion designer. Mariana is also the woman who inspried me to design. Since the ball was planned on such short notice, Mariana couldn't design dresses for all of us, not in time at least. Mia, Gabrielle, and Charlotte grabbed a few dresses and went to the changing room to try them on.

Blair sighed and pinched the spot between his eyebrows. “Ding!” His phone rang again. He thought it was a message from Solomon but saw that it was from Dick. [This beauty is absolutely stunning. I can die happy tonight!] There was a photo after the message. Uninterested, Blair was going to ignore it when he accidentally clicked on the photo. Once the photo filled the screen, the woman inside was clear to see. Next, Blair widened his eyes. He immediately recognized the woman even though she was blindfolded. ‘Mable!’

I already knew what they said. I reached my workstation and immediately pulled the blinds halfway down. The wide window that used to feel like a gift now made me feel like a target in a shooting gallery. Miriam appeared in the doorway less than ten minutes later. Her face was pale and tight. “Clara. My office. Now.”

" I'm your husband, does the confidentiality apply to me too?" " Yes, honey, ít does. I'm sorry." " Since it's super important, why don't you get some rest then tomorrow you can continue?" "I will... Okay? Let me just finish this up." Michelle said as she opened the laptop and and continued typing on it. Bradley stole a glance at the screen and then his wife, wondering what it was all about. He shook his head and adjusted the duvet facing her opposite side he shut his eyes and went to bed.