Mr Chino Novels & Stories

Some men loved to do that because they were a bunch of sick rapists. Hazel tried to look away thinking I was not going to approach her but if she thought that, she had another thing coming. “Alonzo,” I greeted. The man looked at me and smiled. His yellow teeth looked disgusting. I almost wanted to knock them out. Why would a rich man like him not invest in veneers? Maybe he enjoyed turning people off. “Markos—” “How much for your date?” I asked. Hazel’s eyes widened and she shook her head.

Marcus A gentle knock jolts me back from my wondering mind. Cindy pops in with a cup of coffee. “Are you ok Boss?” She asks concern written all over her face. “Yes I am fine, I just got an unexpected visitors is all. Please cancel anything that you can today I will finish up with the Mueller account and zoom call with the Santiago Group”

Every one of them were afraid of him and they've tried so many methods, but the doctor was unreachable, but then, chairman Charles made a move that disclosed the doctor's location. Apparently, it has been over 2 weeks and Mel had started going out again. The old man panicked, believing that Alex might accidentally run into Mel. He wasn't entirely powerless against Bryce and his family, because if it turns into war, both parties will suffer loss, but the ones who will come victorious is that obvious. And one fact is that chairman Charles couldn't go all out, because his son whom he wished to keep in the darkness about the whole issue is currently the CEO of the source of his wealth and influe

I asked, the smirk on my face growing. "Exactly," Elena added, mocking him. She tilted her head, her smirk matching mine. "Did they get anything from you?". She’s definitely enjoying this more than I am. If only John had taught his workers some manners instead of coddling them. Now at the idiot ordering me to do something for him. "No, he didn’t. I escaped and ran here," Chino stammered, his voice shaking. But his eyes, those eyes didn’t show the fear I could feel inside of him. Poor soul.

he greeted me with a small bow. "What did you get?" He dropped a file in front of me, I reached for it and opened it.. there's a picture of a baldhead man. "That's Justin Marconi, he's 57 years...he was a very skilled sniper.. he was supposed to be in jail but he broke out and up till now, no one knows his whereabouts... " I raised my hand, signaling him to pause. I took a closer look at the man, there's a big scar on his face and he seemed a little familiar.

There was never a time she was ever going to be the good old her. After being commanded, Chino left the car without much of a say and darted into the shadows stealthily like a ninja. His moves held an uncanny resemblance to the ones of Xander, and my respect for him hit the roof instantly. His men were solid, steady on their feet. I was slowly growing fond of the guy, and I don't know how would Boss V feel about that. But then again, I am still a lump of dead meat.

Keisha listened without interrupting and still kept her silence when Rodrigo finished speaking. "Oh, is this the part where I convince you that we're the good guys?" She asked sarcastically, making Rodrigo scoff on the other line. "If you need convincing, Rod, then I implore you to think of your monthly bills and all the other responsibilities that come with this thing called life. You need more convincing? Think of the kids that lost their home because some rich, selfish guy saw the space as a good business investment."

"Who even are you?" Sebastian frowned. Leonardo let out a mocking chuckle, his voice filled with spite as he shouted. "You don't even know who Mr. McQueen is, and you dare wreck our casino? You really have a death wish!" "Spit it out if you have something to say," Sebastian retorted coldly. Leonardo was infuriated by the comeback, and he shouted, "Fine, you're so cocky! Let me tell you, this is Mr. Zachary McQueen, one of the three infamous underground casino kingpins in Steinberg!

He pointed at Philip who was sitting at the back of the bus. Philip glanced at them and knew that they were the relief troops the thugs just now called upon. He said coldly, “Have you not had enough?” The bald man named Chico was 180 cm tall. He was flabby and looked like a fat pig. His face looked sinister. He sized Philip up with his gaze before saying to his men, “Him? Doggo, are you out of your mind, or am I so weak that I can’t hold a knife anymore? Look at him, his limbs look like noodles. It’s obvious he’s just a useless bum. How dare you guys fail at such a simple task?”

Clancy's POV "Mr. McCain... Mr... Mr...." My mind jolt back to consciousness on hearing the voices around me and I blinked my eyes to see the foreign investors staring at me from the different corners of the conference table. I cleared my throat and adjusted my posture on the chair. "Where were we?" It was so difficult breathing without having Sofia Dante here with me and knowing she would be pissed at me for not keeping to my words. "You're up," The Chinese gentleman said to me in his native accent and I gulped before rising to my feet.