Mr Han Novels & Stories

Mr Caine motioned for silence and the room soon became quiet once more. "Now that you all got the chance to take it in, I'd like to introduce Xavier Persons," he introduced polite clapping following his statement, as the door opened a man appears shaking his hand. Confidence radiated off his 6'1 figure, his black hair combed perfectly, his navy blue tailored suit holding his perfectly sculpted body. All eyes were on him but he went unfazed as he turned to face the room.

Kimberly turned to see the man he met earlier when she came late ad wished them good luck. "Thanks." She appreciated. "I can't believe you got the job." The man groaned before stretching out his hand to Kimberly. "Nice meeting you. I'm Mr Ben, the managing director here. I'm still single." He winked and licked his lower lip. "I'm Secretary Kimberly. Secretary Kim for short. I'm engaged and will be getting married in a few weeks time." Kimberly showed off her engagement ring in front of Mr Ben. "Don't try to flirt with me. You're old enough to birth me." Kimberly gave him one last look before packing the files and head to the lion's den.

When Doctor Rin and Doctor Anna were talking, suddenly a middle-aged man wearing a black coat entered the laboratory. "Good morning Rin..." said the man. "Mr. Ryan... Good morning..." said Doctor Rin who was a little surprised to see the arrival of a high-ranking official from the GM Healthcare company. "Busy Doc?" the man asked, looking around the laboratory. "Not really sir, hehe. What's wrong? Oh yes, please have a seat, sir," said Doctor Rin, pulling a chair for a man who looked neat and elegant. The man sat next to Doctor Rin. “I haven't visited this place in a long time. Looks like you made some changes” said Mr. Ryan while looking around the laboratory. Doctor Rin smiled faintly at hi

“But that would no longer be necessary, would it? I mean we are here now, and we can just take them off your hands and take them home where they belong.” Mr Han had an awkward smile on his face as he looked from Maxwell to the unimpressed Miss Macaulay, to Reyona, and then back to Maxwell. “Yes, uhm…” he cleared his throat. “We will get to that in a moment.” he shuffled the file in front of him and looked back to Maxwell. “So, I will proceed with the questions now, and I need you to answer me as truthfully as you can, please. Is that understood, President Rohan?” Maxwell nodded.

Hannah muttered looking confused wondering who the man was. “Oh, you must be wondering why Mrs Caro Clinton is not here. She had to attend our daughter’s school ceremony: and I had to come to her place. I’m Mr Damon Clinton. They call me DC… nice to meet you,” he said as he brought his hands forth for a handshake and Hannah took it with a smile on. “Oh, nice to meet you too,” she said as she removed her hands from his and they both sat down. She had remembered Mrs Clinton telling her she was married, but she didn’t know her husband was her business partner too.

Dhea could only grumble in her heart but still, obey her boss. When she got outside, she was amazed at Hannan who was standing outside the car with his arms folded across his chest. That man leaned against the door of his Jeep Wrangler Rubicon with his glasses still on. "Hello, Dhea's friend, huh? I'm Maha, Dhea's boss,” said Prana while extending his right hand to Hannan, who was greeted without a word. "Take care of Dhea, okay? “She lives alone. If there's anything, you can call my office."

It has been a whole freaking month. “We have to see, Henry. I have something I wish for us to talk about and I do not know how you are going to take it but I promise to go with whatever you want” She declared. “Is it something serious?” Henry asked “It is quite serious” “Then we should meet up today. Send me a text with your house address and I will come to you after work.” “Or better still, I could meet you at your house and we can talk there. It is really something I do not want an external person hearing if you know what I mean”

Grainne quickly retrieved the trash can then turned toward the walking block. "Ah, Miss..." She was so cold, even more frigid than an assassin like him, the first time Mo Han was abandoned by a woman like that. Moreover, he was rarely gentle. Unexpectedly people wouldn't appreciate it. It should be known that most of Harman's time, everyone facing him is that no one dares to raise their heads, not knowing what a smile is. "Aunt!" Harman was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly ran forward, trying to grab the trash can in the other girl's hand without explaining to her.

My older sister was still married to the man my father had picked for her. "Why do you seem so shocked?" He shrugged one shoulder and then he leaned forward on the table, closing the distance between us, a small smirk sitting on his lips, "I said, are you into threesomes?" I stared into his eyes with my narrowed ones. This man looked like he was straight out of a movie, he was blonde, probably around 6'4, and he had this weird monotonous voice that sent chills down my spine. I nodded slowly, and then shifted back, "yes, I am."

I suppose he's handsome for an older man, but there's no missing the ruthlessness in his eyes. Another chill shoots down my spine and I tilt my head, studying his image, then enlarging it. Something seems vaguely familiar about him, but I've never met the man. Never even saw him until this very moment. Swiping through the pictures, I pause on one of him and his wife at a charity event. Maeve Mennetti has strawberry blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She's very pretty and looks elegant and approachable unlike her husband. I flick to the next photo and frown. It almost looks like...