Mr Mercedes Kindle Novels & Stories

Just another mystery that didn't necessarily need solving. “Thank you, Mercedes.” Meredith smiled again and then turned down the long hallway to Brayden’s office at the corner. Meredith thought it was a funny coincidence that Brayden’s main car was a Mercedes and his secretary was also named Mercedes. She seemed like a nice woman and she was cute and sexy at the same time.

His old man was delighted at the news, praising Zack for being sensible and giving him another 150 thousand dollars to buy a car. Zack had wanted an Audi but that would not do now. He had tanked the order with Fusion Electric Cars and the car seats sent there were currently being sent back to their own plant in a truck. He’d better buy his car now or his old man would withdraw the money when he found out and got angry. That explained why Zack had come to the nearest Mercedes-Benz dealer—so he could spend what he had and get himself a car first! He was not expecting to run into Javier here, so his disgruntlement prompted him to taunt the man.

"It's simple. You will never work overtime and you get double pay." "Just that?" Mercedes was no fool. There was nothing like a free lunch so negative intents must be undeniably present. "Don't be stupid. Of course, you have to do something in return, don't you think?" He shamelessly confessed, his eyes raking her body. Mercedes' chest rose three beats to the tune of her last heart rate but she did not relent. Aside from being graced with beauty, she also had a sharp tongue glued to a sassy and fiesta personality. "Mr Hayes, if you want me in your bed, then that will never happen."

Chapter 26 Fernandez opened the message and frowned, "What the hell is wrong with her?" he asked as he tossed his phone and continued to dress up. He was ready in a few minutes and called his driver to come to pick him up. He wanted to drive himself to work but changed his mind about doing so. He wanted to arrive in a grand style like a boss. He arrived in his AMGC43 Mercedes Benz, his workers were all ready and waiting for him.

Gabriel ordered without looking up. Jonathan hesitated for a second. “Sir, are you sure? The roads are…” “Did I stutter?” Gabriel snapped, rubbing his temples. “I don’t need a damn chauffeur breathing down my neck today.” Jonathan nodded quickly and left to relay the message. By the time Gabriel reached the parking lot, the sleek black Mercedes-Maybach S-Class was waiting for him. He yanked the door open and slid into the driver’s seat, resting his hands on the wheel. His jaw clenched as he let out a slow breath, trying to shove down the irritation crawling under his skin.

It was a Mercedes Benz but it was one unlike any I had ever seen. “Hey Theo, what's the model of this car?” I asked. “It's an S Class S700. There are only two in the world and it's driven by alphas,” He responded with a smile as he pulled the door open. I was intrigued because my father might be right, there are some things just money can't buy. “That was fast,” Dire remarked as I sat beside him. “I already gave a copy to your secretary. She would deliver it to the council,” I responded.

Chapter 10 Myra stepped out of her sleek, black sedan, a reflection of her hard-earned success - a shiny Mercedes-Benz E-Class. She had worked tirelessly alongside Augustine for nearly four months, and her dedication had paid off. The hefty paycheck she received allowed her to indulge in luxuries she had once only dreamt of, including this impressive car.

I had no wish to entertain guests right now. “Who could that be now?” asked Mrs. Hamilton as she bustled towards the main door. I couldn’t take a step further as a sense of dread clutched at my heart. From the open window, I caught sight of a black Mercedes parked in the driveway! Of course, I knew who had a weakness for Mercedes cars! It was none other than Zion Concorde!

I have been his rock, his friend, and partner in every sense. And then suddenly without any indication at all, Adrian's attitude transformed as though a full sun broke out on a winter morning; a very broad grin increased across his face. "I have a Mercedes Benz of model 2025," he uttered, trying to restrict his voice, though betraying extreme enthusiasm almost close to excitement. He practically spoke, free from any grammatical conventions, like a child announcing to all that he or she has just received a birthday gift, and I just followed him as much as the enthusiasm he himself were overflowing with. I couldn't help but feel some tinge of envy along with admiration as I looked toward the w

“Touch me again and I’ll make sure you regret it.” Her hand fell instantly. I left her standing there, her perfect smile contorting into fury. Outside, I found Mercedes leaning against one of the pillars near the fountain, cigarette between her fingers, smoke curling lazily in the air from her lips. She looked up, one brow raised. “Hey,” I heaved a sigh. She smirked, flicking ash onto the ground. “Want one?” I shook my head. “No. I need a favor.” That caught her off guard. Mercedes straightened, narrowing her eyes. “You? Asking me for help? Must be the end of the world.”