Mr Love Novels & Stories

"I can tell you're not interested in all this boring business talk. Why don't we have some fun instead?" Mia smiled softly and she was about to reply to Clinton, but she was interrupted by the sound of the door opening, she immediately gazed towards the door to see Mr Rodrigo who had walked in. "Who is that old man?" Clinton asked with a raised eyebrow. "That's Mr Rodrigo Lopez." Mia replied. Mr Clark and the others paused their conversations to look at Mr Rodrigo, who had walked inside the boardroom. Mr Rodrigo was pleasantly surprised to see the faces inside the boardroom. When Mr Clark had invited him to come, he didn't expect to see some of the most important people in the city. 'Wow, gu

However, one thing that I noticed about this individual was that he had many females lurking around him and they were all models. I knew that in the back of my mind, there is still this small voice stating that I could never beat a model when it comes to a man since they are paid for their looks whilst I'm not. However, I didn't get much time to think about this daunting idea that I still had as I was interrupted by my nan and a woman next to her who looked around the same age as my mother. "Nipotina dear, I would like you to meet Iris, she is the wife of Arron McKinley who you may know as the previous CEO of McKinley Enterprise." My Nan introduced this sweet lady to me, and I knew I recogni

"And he isn't making any attempt to leave" I had dashed out the office, before her last utterance, figure storming through the halls while the thought of why a high-profile man like Louis, would request to see boring ol' Jane. Was it April yet? This wasn’t a prank, now. Or was it? I got all answers I long sought, as my figure stormed into the reception, coming to meet the back of Mr. Holden upon my entrance. His form had spun around at my burst in, brows furrowed, with those eyes watching as I managed to get myself misconducted.

he asks. "I really didn't want to wake you up." "Can't you go in the morning?" "I work, Mr. Kent." "I noticed that you don't usually use Mr. as a formality, but rather with sarcasm." We laugh. "Do I?" "I'll take you." He gets up. "What?" I regret looking up, he's completely naked. The man is a mountain of muscles, so fit that it almost makes me feel insecure about my body. "Home." "It's not necessary."

He said with wide eyes, excitement lacing his voice. "Jeff Bezos?" She asked dryly, relaxing back into her chair. "Even better," he said, and she immediately sat up. Who could be more important than one of the richest man on Earth? "it's Alan Wesley, the CEO of the Wesley Entertainment Company!! His company produced your favourite movie 'Lost in the moon'?!" He said really fast and Amanda's mouth dropped open. "As in the Alan Wesley?" She asked sceptically and Oliver nodded rapidly "why? OMG!! What's happening?" She asked repeatedly, letting the excitement take over her and momentarily losing her cool.

Moore seriously gets offended. His voice laced with a simmering anger, Mr. Moore leaned forward, his piercing gaze locked onto Nathan. “Is this why you wanted to meet me in person, Mr. Kingston?” The old man’s tone turned stern and uncompromising. “Is this the crux of our meeting, and was the proposal merely a ruse to gain my trust?” His words were sharp and accusatory, catching Nathan off guard with their precision and insight.

"You're making it sound like I live under siege, Mister Carville." He tilted his head slightly. "You run a billion-dollar company, Miss Dankworth. In my line of work, that is a siege. And please you can call me, James. I am not that old and I am not the boss here, so my first name is fine." I hated that I almost smiled. "Anything else, James?" He hesitated, and I could feel the air change, heavier somehow. When his face gets serious his eyes are like a hawk, armed and ready. But they have different effects on me.

He explained. I laughed lightly and shook my head. “Yeah, it is. She's crazy about strawberry. I really don't get the hype though.” I said. He turned to give me a look that said ‘are you crazy?’ “What do you mean? Strawberry happens to be a personal favorite of mine as well. Your daughter knows good stuff.” He praised. I burst into laughter unable to help it. The cold and ruthless billionaire CEO Damon Blackwell's favorite flavor is strawberry. What an irony.

He smirked and his friends laughed. "Now let's go up." He muttered and held her waist, but Selene jerked away his hand. "How dare you defy me, how dare you! Do you know who I am??" Mr Clinton was those rich men, who never hesitate to use their power on people wherever they found themselves. "I'm the CEO of MM, Many ladies want to be in my bed, who do you think you are?!" Mr Clinton yelled. "Gurl just do it.." The whores muttered to Selene, but she didn't even look at them.

Rhode tells me quietly as Max nods his head up and down quickly. "Why?" I ask, completely perplexed. Max shrugs. "Had a joint in my car, we all took a few hits before the ceremony except for Mr Newlywed and Mr Pretentious" Max says with fake mockery. "I'm Mr Pretentious, just to clarify" Rhode tells me quickly with a grin. I bite my bottom lip to keep from laughing and nod my head, reaching a hand up to brush softly through his hair. "The name suits you" I tell him. I don't know why my hand is gently running through his hair, but I guess I've just missed doing it.