Mr King Novels & Stories

She rose up immediately from her seat, and as she tried to hurry to the crowd, I grabbed her hand and stopped her. My eyes must have gotten red as I stared at her, because I saw the shock in her face as she stared back at me. I ignored that. Then, with a cracked voice that felt forced and uneasy, I asked her, “Wh- who is he? Who is that man, and what is his position in this company?”. “What do you mean, Miss? Don't you know who Micheal Rodriguez is?”. “And, did you not watch the news yesterday?”. “He is the owner of Ma-Kings company and some other companies he mentioned. He is the one and only authentic chairman of three huge companies”.

He stepped forward, taking few steps as I kept walking backwards till I couldn't anymore as my back was already against the wall. Mr King: "Now you listen you little piece of shit" He spoke in a hush voice. "I made you who you are today. I fucking made you the goddess of our industry and I can easily destroy you and grind you into dust. So before you decide to open your mouth and talk nonsense about your god next time, think of what that god can do to your career. So Mrs Michelle King, why don't you act like the good wife you've been acting as and go back to our table to wait for your darling husband to come take you home." He said with a smirk on his face and

Mr King Keisha Martins is what you would call a thief. A good thief; at least that's what she says. She practically steals from the bad people and delivers to the good people; at a hefty price, of course. And she reckons it's a win-win situation. Bad guys lose, the good guys win and she gets some hard-earned money in the She is quite content with her perfect little existence and risky way of living because hello, adrenaline? Yes, she absolutely loves the adrenaline that comes with the danger.

Kiara looked at the king then looked at Mr Ranch . Mr Ranch was very surprised when he heard the king . The king saw that Kiara was looking at Mr Ranch to make sure that he was telling the truth . It took just a glance full of authority from King Charles to make Mr Ranch agree even though he didn't want to . '' So...What is your answer ? '' asked the king . The king's voice made Kiara come out of her deep thoughts . '' I'm sorry for spacing out like that before , Your Majesty ! I just find your words very hard to believe when knowing how my grandfather's character is . It's doubtful ! '' said Kiara with a serious tone .

In a snap of that moment, Minister Kingsley slams his right hand on the table and expresses his disapproval of the proposed idea. "I object! That is such a disrespectful approach of you, Minister Marlou!" "Minister Kingsley, It was not a disrespectful proposal. We've been talking about that for days, and we've had to decide on it. All of us don't know when our King will open his eyes to greet us- his people. Also, the Prince smells like a troublemaker." The elder reasons out. His personal view is quickly supported by the next speaker--- "To inform you, Minister Kingsley, Archduke Ridge is showing his great qualities as a leader. He is a royal. I don't see any reason for us to ignore his effo

“The big announcement we have this morning for the citizens of our great country is to announce the coronation of the New king, who is my son, Prince Richard Amaan and the inauguration of the new cabinet members who will be headed by my other Son, Aslam Amaan in the next three days. We hope you give us your blessings” Father stood up from the hot seat and made his way into his office. The reporters were still following him, trying to get his attention one way or the other while I find a way to get away unnoticed. “Father” I called out once I entered his office. I saw someone who looked just like me- the younger version of me, standing beside the window. “Richard, you’re here. Since the two o

“What is this for? What do I need multiple keys for?” Her eyes caught with a tag on the key. She read it out. “Key 29. Miller luxurious condominium”. She turned her gaze to the delivery man, puzzled. “What does this mean? Isn't this a key to a building? Are you sure you know who exactly you're told to deliver this to?” Amelia interrogated him. The delivery man answered. “Yes, ma'am. Miller condominium is a luxuriously furnished building. It's just a perk from President Miller. You have nothing to worry about, it has been lavishly furnished. You deserve it, Miss Amelia.”

She said and spun on her heel. I couldn't hold the smile that erupted on my face, "Thank you, Trish." There were mostly women on our staff. His jaw tightened. His cold gaze turned to me. "Please, have a seat. Don't mind. We're protective toward each other," Aerial said. I knew she was holding her tongue. But her frightening look unsettled me. He held out his hand, "Marcus Valentino. You must have heard about me." he asked "Aerial, Yes. The king of construction. Recently... is interested in buying property." She shook her hand.

Hart showed no emotion in response to my outburst, while Darcus maintained a stony demeanor. "Your Highness, this is a secure location where I can disclose the truth about our past lives, as well as the future threats that involve Mr. Miller, Your Majesty, and my daughter Ella," Mr. Hart explained, his voice steady and resolute. "I would like to take this opportunity to introduce myself properly to you, Your Highness. My full name is Merwin Hart, and I served as a royal Knight to your father, the King of Davis. I was appointed as your guard from the moment you were born," Mr. Hart revealed, leaving me numb.

King called, motioning for him to take the bag. Marco got up with a money counter in his hands. He placed it on the office table and began counting the money right in front of them. King motioned for Hunter to take a seat. They both sat down, opposite each other, the only one standing was Marco. “Was it clean?” King asked. “Yes, sir.” “Good.” King responded and then continued watching Marco count the money.