Mr Fodder Novels & Stories

Adrianna appreciated with heavy hearts. “Don’t mention. Where is the place?” “MFR,” Adrianna replied. “Miguel’s company?” Dora snapped with a gasp. “You know the owner?” Dora nod. “He’s the world richest CEO in this entire city, I haven’t seen him before but from what I have heard, he’s a rude gigolo,” She added. “Rude? Well, as long as I behave myself he won’t be rude to me,” Adrianna confidently said.

I stepped out onto the gray gravel, my heavy combat boots crunching loudly as I slammed the door shut behind me, locking Rodah safely inside the reinforced steel cabin. Maldok Meyers didn't move. He stood under the large black umbrella held by his lead shooter, his expensive tailored wool coat immaculate despite the damp air. His hair was silver, his face lined with the cold, aristocratic cruelty of a man who had spent forty years running the northern drug routes. "Martinez," Maldok said, his voice a low, gravelly baritone that traveled easily across the quiet courtyard. "You look like you've been working."

LUCYA Does he think that I am a fool to him. He thought that I would not realise that he was talking about his foe the Russian mafia, and he said that my father was his boss! He is freaking lying with me! He has kidnapped me Trinidad was just a simple mafia man I've read his documents. Trinidad is not a mafia boss, my father was a simple man. Maximo has lied to me, and he is using me against his mission. Does he know something about my biological father?

this couldn't be happening. Moon goddess please. Pressing my thighs together, I tried to hug my knees and coil them into a ball. I wanted to be invisible. " Damn man. She is in her heat." " Isn't that perfect?We have a willing bitch for the night." " Indeed. She will be fuc*ing begging us for more, trust me." " Ryder man ,from where did you get this whore?" I heard them talking to themselves, and I felt disgusted. While Ryder stood behind his friends, leaning his back on the wall casually. Smoking a cigarette, he looked at me bored.

He asked scrunching his eyebrows together “ send her in here and I’ll apologize. A wolf was found this morning on the territory line” I groaned rubbing the bridge of my nose “ What do you mean?” He asked dropping his arms to his sides “ The wolf was dead, not as brutal as she explained but it was pretty bad. Stomach was cut open and the body was hollowed out. I’m not sure if it was the hunters or someone else but I’m going to need her help finding out” leaning against the desk I place my elbow on the table and rub the side of my face with my right hand. A lot has happened this morning and this migraine isn’t helping anything

she said it plain out and he was about to reply to her comment when another SUV pulled out and a long time friend jumped out before the vehicle came to a complete stop. "Felix!" we all looked at him "Who?" Royalty asked confused "That's Felix Toronto. A long time friend of the mafia in America." Damanico explained Felix walked towards with a grand smile and a backpack on his back. "Boss showed up yet?" he asked "You're here too?" I asked "Is this a reunion or something? If it is then Vannah's missing out." We laughed then Felix's gaze fell on Royalty. "Is that the pretty lady that's got Xavier all messed up?" he looked at Royalty who blushed

I said simply. He came over and pulled me gently into his arms. His body was warm against mine. “I know your past is hard to face, Lily,” he said softly. “But maybe if you let yourself remember it, it won’t hurt so much. Maybe it’ll help.” He looked thoughtful for a moment. “Murphy reminds me of my dad. He’s got the same kind of energy. His stories about Colombia are wild, but full of life.” “Oh, so now you’ve got a new best friend,” I said with a teasing smile.

I've tried so hard to stay out of the path of the law but It would seem Muna might be the reason why . "Mr. Corey, good day to you".. Drake, the officer in charge approached me.. We've never been friends because he has been a pain in my behind..

My mother knows him well too. Mr. Montenegro stared at me deeply then after, he sighed. He put his both hands on the top of his office table and intertwined them. "Are you aware that finding a job in this country is tough for you?" he asked. I cleared my throat and sat up straight. "Yes. I'm aware," I answered and it earned a smirk from him. "Your mom is so powerful. It's a wrong move to disobey her. Choosing a prostitute woman instead of your mother," he commented that making me grit my teeth.

My steps slowed, then I was pushed. As I stumbled, my knees collided with the cold hard floor, and I landed at the feet of another man. Lifting my gaze, time stopped. My breaths came in short, sharp pants as I stared into the face of Lucius Moretti, the bloodhound himself, the man I hated the most, the man I had escaped from five years ago and had hoped never to see again.