Mr King Novels & Stories

Tristan yelled, Josh and Tristan’s hands colliding in a flash of plastered joy. The second point was given to them once again, forcing Jam to take a break to speak with his teammates. “Mr. President, not bad,” Tristan clicked his tongue. Josh rolled his eyes and replied with a cold tone, “Yes, you too.” Suddenly, the door burst open. A man in a tight black shirt with a muscular body and a buzz cut entered—it was River. Behind him was his stepfather, wearing a mask of disappointment and dissatisfaction, dressed in a suit that looked terrifyingly professional.

I walked to the secretary and greeted him “ Good day sir,I'll like to apply for the interview please “ I said to her and unlike the rest outside this young handsome secretary who looked young welcomed me with a warm smile and asked me to sit down. He took out a form that I thought he was gonna give to me to fill but instead he was filling it out. “ What's your name, “ he asked, “ Maya Allen “ I answered her with a nervous smile, it's like she sensed it because she told me to calm down and take a deep breath which I did, and felt a little bit relieved. “ What's your parent's name and occupation, also where do you live “ This handsome secretary whom due to the name tap I spotted on his office

In fact, he's showing a triumphant smile cause he was able to do exactly what he said. "I didn't know that you'll have your back ups." I looked at Mr. King when he said that to Maze who is now standing in front of him with a gun in his hands. Mark and Top moved on to deal with Mr. King's men since there's still a lot of them. "Are you going to hand me down the police now?" Mr. King said sarcastically as he glanced at Mark who's father is a Police General but then, Mark smiled. "The police won't intervene until I say so but I don't think I can ever be satisfied just by seeing you behind bars, Mr. King." Mark said coldly and I saw how Maze's father's looks changed. "It'd be my pleasure to see

"She topped the rank of best technological engineers in the United kingdom." I smiled at her. "Hi." "Now for the finally last final," I rolled my eyes. He had been saying that for the past four hours now. "Meet Mr Mason King," A man looking as if he had just emerged out of a Greek mythological book waved at me. He didn't smile. Just waved. He was handsome no doubts but there was also something familiar about him. I chuckled. Dad. His behavior was similar to dad's. "The vice president of Kgroup. He has a long line list of degrees but believe me when he say, his actions speak louder than his words."

I guess it’s true that a king doesn’t need to announce his presence. His aura and demeanor is enough to make his presence know and felt. I just wish I could walk over to him, hold him in a tight embrace, console him and just reassure him that everything will get better. On his right sits his mother, Rina Ian formerly Williams. For a while, long back, she used to be Mr. Marcus Ian’s mistress.

"Mr. K..." Meera said as she looked at the king, patiently waiting to see his reaction. And just as she had expected the king was shocked to hear that name, he had an expression of fear and anger on his face. The king was really shocked to the core after hearing that name. "So finally he's back." The king sighed and seemed to have given up already. She was silent. She knew that Mr. K was strong but didn’t expect the king to act too weakly and give up so easily.

Grace stated, as I showed up and saw an attractive man. He was for about 50 years old. He looked like an older version of Raf. He had a square jawline. He was well-built. As he was wearing a shirt, his muscles were showing up. He had a straight nose, dark hair. His eyes were narrow and blue. Mr. King was very tall. And also he had a beard. “Hello, Mr. King! I’m Kylie, we go to the same school with Raf and James!” I introduced myself. “Hello, Kylie!” he stated and nodded.

Mr Black smirked at her pleased she cared about him and his ware about. "2 weeks". Grace nodded. Her eyes reached for his face but they landed on his tie that was loose, She walked towards him and Grabbed his tie , she began adjusting it while Mr Black stared at her more intensely. Done with it Grace tried to back out but Mr Black lifted her up immediately causing her to wrap her hands on his neck, He pushed her body on the kitchen island with his legs in-between her panties and started kissing her like a hungry lion. Grace tried to respond to the kisses but failed as he was too fast for her to keep up with. Mr Black kept pushing himself on her though he did nothing else but kiss her.

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.

He was looking at me with mirthful curiosity. “Uncle, Stefano, this is my assistant, Dylan Ross.” She winks discreetly at Sol. He shakes his head in amusement. “Dylan, this is my cousin, Stefano and his father and also my uncle, Marco. I’m sure you are familiar with them since they are basically the kings here in America.” Her last statement was more of a joke although it was the truth. “Oh, stop with the jokes, Cara mia.” Marco Ranallo quipped. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sir.” I reach out my hand for a handshake and he receives it with a sincere smile. Stefano follows after him and I swear I was nervous when I faced him. He was intimidating despite the faint smirk on his lips when he gre