Mr Moseby Novels & Stories

Third Person POV "Mr. Knight, your flight will be boarding soon sir, can I offer you another glass of wine, while you wait?" Caleb looks up at the flight attendant, smiling at her as she holds the bottle of Bordeaux. "Please, call me Caleb," he answers, giving her a wink. He knew she was easily his oldest son's age, but that has never stopped him from messing with a pretty face and curvy body.

The sound of clicking could be heard in the background. Behind the brown mahogany desk sat a man typing furiously on the desktop. The man is Alexandro De Marco. An important and very well known businessman in the business world. The owner of De Marco incorporated. He is handsome, smart, cunning, cold, calculating and sexy as hell. He is known to be a Devil in the world, in short he is a force to reckon with. Women throw themselves at his feet and wish to be by his side and men want to be him. But he's cold demeanor would make you run for the hills.

Several burly men surrounded a muscular man with gray hair. He looked about forty years old, but he was rather muscular because he exercised frequently. Leandro leaned over to Charlie and whispered, "That guy with gray hair is Moses Norris, Area 2's boss." Charlie asked, "Is he working with the Rothschild family too?"

“I presume you’re Maise?” I gave him a cold, affirming nod in response to his lopsided smile. “That’s me.” He stuck out his hand to shake. “Maise…?” “Just Maise.” The doctor nodded. “Dr. Robert Knox. You mind if I snag some blood?” Isaac was by my side again, his touch whispering against my skin. “She doesn’t like needles, but she’ll be fine, Bobby.”

Mr Moses was just waving hands, he couldn't say anything but bearing the bone crisis pain, Doyin checked his cellphone,and she called the phone number of CEO, and she spoke to him about his father's health, A few hours later, the CEO came, and Mr Moses was rushed to the hospital, All his children thought It was old age,only the doctor knows what transpired, and he asked, "can I see the empty pack of the medicine you took this morning" the doctor asked, "I can explain" Mr Moses said, "I need details so that I can know the type of medication needed" the doctor said,

Jadeite's expression was equally horrified, "Doctor Bob, could you have mistaken it?" Doctor Bob's face turned cold. "I've been in the medical field for over a decade. While I won't claim to have perfect medical expertise, if I can't distinguish moose cheese from goat cheese, then I don't deserve my position at the royal medical institute! Young Master Seldom, please be cautious in your words!"

“Steph, what…” I don’t let her finish. I took her hand and told her. “Shush and come with me. I’ll explain it to you later.” Marie does as I told her, looking at the four of us in silence. Marie Moore is the best OB/GYN surgeon on the East Coast. She has several subspecialties, such as also being a fetal surgeon. She is an eminence, and she is a good friend. We arrive at her office when she tells us. “We are already in a safe environment. Can you tell me what is happening? Don’t tell me you murdered Matthew."

My heart quickened as she noticed me and made her way toward me, weaving through the sea of people with practiced ease. Mrs. Moore wore her typical fur coat over an extravagant white power suit and dark sunglasses, even though it wasn’t sunny outside. She styled her peppered golden brown hair in a high ponytail, which stretched her features and made her look younger. She really was a beautiful woman. No wonder Kat was a stunning beauty.

Robert Owens — a curious blend of Scottish and Welsh — but I’d never called him anything but Michael. He was a compact, muscular man, built like a fighter, not a neurosurgeon. The walls of his office were decorated with surreal Dali prints and a signed photo of John McEnroe, trophy in hand. In his usual snark, McEnroe had scrawled, "You cannot be serious!"

"Rose, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You are a sweet, caring, and very smart woman. It will be an honor to marry you. Will you marry me?" Miller Robinson, one of the managers of ' Q SOL Software Solutions, and also the direct boss of Rose is now sitting on one knee while holding a ring in his hand. They both are surrounded by their colleagues.