Mr Hero Near Me Novels & Stories

After ordering a cup of coffee and a ham and cheese sandwich, I sat down in the corner, mindlessly scrolling on my phone. "Ma che bella sorpresa, (what a lovely surprise)", a deep euphonious voice said. I looked up to see a tall man with dark beautifully tousled hair and light blue eyes. His face was defined and chiseled. He was very handsome, with a strong muscular physique. He looked very familiar for some reason. "Perdonatemi, signore, vi conosco? (Forgive me sir, do I know you?)," I asked shyly.

We were sitting in her room catching up, we hadn't seen each other in two weeks. "Yeah, he should be here soon." Mia replies. Diego Garcia is our other best friend, Mia, Diego, and I have been inseparable since we were seven years old. Suddenly, the door opened, "I've arrived," Diego shouts. He always does this. He's a very dramatic person. Diego Garcia is a hacker for our mafia, along with Mia, much like me, Diego and Mia never go on missions. We mostly work from our warehouses. "Stop screaming, Diego." I scold him jokingly.

I said and copied the phone number from Maya’s phone and left with Silver. ********** A few minutes later, we pulled up in front of Mason’s house. My number one hacker and tracker. He was the best. We both went in and saw him with a girl who stood up from his lap and excused herself to give us some privacy. “Are you sure this guy knows his work?” Silver whispered into my ear doubtfully. “One hundred percent,” I mumbled, and he nodded. “Good morning, Mr. Taylor. It’s an honor to have you in my house,” Mason greeted and dramatically bowed to me, making me roll my eyes and chuckle before he greeted Silver.

My phone vibrates and then my heart races: A message of X. Mr.X(+99 99 99 99999-9999) Great. I arrive Saturday in Dakar at 2:00 in the morning. Until then, X. *** I spent Friday all anxious without wanting to eat or drink. It seems that I was going to meet the queen of England. Richard, the English doctor, came with me to the airport. My nervousness was so evident that he decided to talk about his life. Of the few parts I was able to pay attention to was that he had been a volunteer for more than four years in Senegal and is returning to London to get married. The rest I ignored as I thought we might be late for the airport.

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”

I put the phone aside, "You can leave now." As soon as Agatha leaves the room, I get up from the bed and go to see if there is anyone behind the door, seeing no one, I move away a little and talk to Iuri again. "Emma, are you still there?" "Yes, I am, you can talk." "Got it, Emma. We finally have someone to help." "Who?" "Vincenzo Santorini." That name was not on the list Iuri showed me months ago. I know Vincenzo Santorini, there was no way I couldn't. He was one of the most dangerous mobsters I have ever heard of.

"Hey! You two need a ride? You look like hell." "You have no idea," Leo replies, giving a grateful smile. **** Beverly Hills, a notoriously expensive place that I could not afford in a million years, has never felt more like home... all because someone I love calls it home. He presses the door of his mansion, and we wait. Barely seconds pass before Mickie appears, holding some missing person flyers. Her eyes go wide. The flyers drop, flying everywhere. She looks like she's seen a ghost. Then, with a sob, she launches at us, dragging us both into her arms.

Advik don’t worry I confront her and talk about the matter go and take care of shakti she might misunderstand you it your suhaagrath(first night) she might be upset Yamini said Okay bhabhi When I reached home and went upstairs, stepped into my room I couldn’t see her Shitt......... Then I speed up the car and I informed Tarak and Anwar too get her location within 10mins I got a call from Tarak... I took the call Sir Mrs. Mehra is in cranberry street, Brooklyn heights...... Tarak said keep eyeing her I will be in 15mins Okay sir When I reached she sat beside a man and gulping alcohol..... How can this girl sit beside a man..... it’s her boyfriend or else who’s the bloody guy..?

CHAPTER 104 MICHAEL “Excuse me, dad. I've got to take this call” I told my father as I stared at my phone with Fernandez's name still displayed while it rang. He nodded, giving me the go ahead and I rushed out of the room to find a private corner where we could talk. “Tell me. What progress have you made so far?” I asked him once I received the call. “Mr Matt tracked the car that your brother took and we just learnt he's at the outskirts of the city. He is definitely with Mrs Rover, boss. I’m sure of it”

His eyes moved over my face and down, taking their time, and when they came back up to meet mine there was an obvious ‘I-like-what-I-see’ look he had. I held his gaze and said nothing and gave a neutral expression and told myself my pulse was doing that because of the previous night's memory, not because of him in particular. Then he cleared his throat and turned to Jade. "Is there a gym near here?" he said. "I had a look online last night but couldn't find anything close by." "Mercer Street," Jade said. "It's ten minutes away if you're driving." She said it the way she said things to people she had decided she was going to be polite to and nothing more. Her voice was flat and she did not lo