Mr King Novels & Stories

They weren't. Suddenly, the room went quiet. The heavy double doors of the ballroom opened. A man walked in, and it felt like the oxygen left the room. Cade Miller. The CEO of the Miller Group. The man who owned half the city. He was known as the "Ice King." He was ruthless, incredibly wealthy, and dangerously handsome. In my last life, he was a shadow—someone I saw in newspapers, someone who never spared me a glance. He was Marcus’s biggest rival, the man Marcus feared most.

Amanda responded “He said Mr Kings, hmmm, yes, Killian Kings” she said as she suddenly remember the name her father mentioned earlier “That name sounds familiar, but I can't…….. Oh wait, that is the owner of the Kings empire, he's a multi billionaire at 33, no pictures of him on the internet, but they did describe him as hot, sexy handsome and…....” Amanda paused, making Adele nervous and more interested.. “And what? Is he married, a mafia or what?” she asked eagerly. But she got no response as Amanda kept staring at her phone.

Renee flushed, but Danica quickly judged, saying, “Oh, please. It can’t be them -” “Let’s all express our thanks to Mr. Anthony King, the Chairman of the King’s Enterprises of Halliport!” The mayor declared before motioning to Renee and Anthony. “And with him is his wife, a former resident of Hinesville and a friend of Alice, Renee King!” “Oh, my fucking god!” Sarah exclaimed with her eyeballs popping. “See!” Jana screamed. “I told you he looks like a fucking millionaire.” “Well, he isn’t a millionaire though. He is a billionaire!” Liza added. “That means -”

Georgia and I said in unison. “You had a best friend?” Mark asked as he looked at Mr. King in disbelief. Mark has gone out of his way countless times to make Mr. King, an approachable man, and a partner. But finding out he had a best friend abroad the whole time was a game-changer for him. He felt all his hard work was in vain as Mr. King kept smiling without being forced to and that is the strangest thing any of us would see him do since we have all been with him.

He stopped. I patiently waited for him to continue but he wasn't continuing. Damn... speak up man!! "So what??" I asked in an impatient voice. He turned towards the other people inside the room and gave a nod to them and they all left within a second. Leaving me and Mr mafia king all alone. And he continued. "In the business world nobody knows me as King, for them I'm just Harold Kingston, that's it." He gave a pause for his words as he pursed his lips together for a while and then continued.

He adds, looking at me “I can handle him, I’ve handled men in worse moods, if my imagination of how grumpy Mr. Moore is right.” I chuckled “What would you expect from a King huh? They’re pr*cks, even Preston’s heir.” He rolls his eyes in annoyance “You’ve met Ma- Mr. King before?” I asked, trying to not sound too curious about how he met my former boss and ex boyfriend.

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.

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

“Oh! My God!” He exclaimed, and stood up immediately. He walked briskly to the stage, and collected the Mic from the MC. Likewise, he looked at the thrilled audience, and smiled broadly as usual. Then, his beautiful set of teeth were revealed, and his handsome face beamed. At that point, he faced King Raphael Churchill VII, and kowtowed, before he greeted, “Long Live, my King.” Although, the King was sad about the strange proposal, but he cheered up, and stretched his gold ring to him, “You may rise, son,” he said happily.

My heart is literally breaking and I wish I can just march over to that bastard and rip his head off. "What news, Jimmy?" The Inspector General asks in a pissed voice. "Guess who I have here with me," Jimmy purrs, still smiling. “Who?” "Come on sir. Guess. Go on and guess." "I don't have time for games Jimmy—" "Sebastian King," Jimmy cuts him off. "I have Sebastian King here with me. He is the CEO of King Industries and equally the rich asshole who is on every magazine cover in the country." My blood goes cold.