Mr King Novels & Stories

Mr King! Mr King entered his office and sat on his chair like the king he was. There was a knock on his door and the door opened revealing his most trusted partners. His right hand and left hand, they came inside and bowed a little before him. They were in a professional mood hence didn't the usual jokes weren't sent.

"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.

Some guards rushed in their direction to stop and interrogate them but they remained surprised when they saw that it was his majesty with the chancellor . " We , humble knights , pay respect to his majesty and the Chancellor ! " said the guards . King Damien looked around and saw marquess Kiran looking at the files on his desk . " Marquess Kiran ! " said king Damien . " Later , I am busy . " said Kiran without even looking at the person in front of him . " Since when are you busier than the king ? " said king Damien with a smirk .

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.

I got two cokes from the fridge and handed one to him and sat on the island. "When did you come?" "Just a minute before you fell " I nodded. He was standing in front of me wearing a dark blue kurta with white jeans. He looked so handsome, his hair was a little messed which added more to his looks. "Staring is rude" he smirked. I stuck my tongue out at him and asked "what's the special occasion, Mr Khan, looking good" "My Mon dragged me to one of our relatives and I don't get to wear this on office days so..." I can see the small pink on his cheek.

Somehow, that is the truth before but What can I say, Mr Young is definitely my type and it's hard to not fall for someone as gorgeous and unique like him. “Really?” Mark sent me a small smile, I eyed him with suspicion. I nodded. “I thought you were head heels over your teacher. You looked at him like a God or your saviour” he cackled hysterically. God! He infuriates me. ”At Least he's not a douchebag like yourself. Don't forget to wake up early tomorrow, We need exercise and to practice the dance” He rolled his eyes and slammed the door before I could say Another word. Good, I thought.

Rani said. “Ok, why did you look shocked when I introduced myself as P.A?” “Do you know anything about this office? Or read any news about our Boss? ” she asked. I shook my head and said, “I don’t even know his name.” She chuckled and said, “His name is Mr.Stone.” “Oh! Is the company named after him? ” I asked her. “Nope. It is not his real name. ” She replied. “Then is he named like that after his company? ” I asked her confused.

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

"Then you let little Eileen be. It doesn't stop you from being a great guy, Brian." He sighed, "Is that why you're not married because girls are difficult?" "Well," Marcus shrugged, "you're not far from the truth." "Is that why Godfather James and uncle grumpy are not married too?" He asked, his eyes popping wide in curiosity. Marcus chuckled, "I guess." "Speak for yourself, dipshit," James playfully smacked Marcus in the head, walking into the living room. "I understand women like the back of my palm, I'm just not getting married yet by my own will."

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.