Mr Perfect Novels & Stories

Then, turning to me with a kind smile, he added, “Thankfully, Sabrina has good taste.” Aaron stared at me in disbelief. “No, this has to be a mistake.” He then turned to me with a hopeful look and asked, “Sabrina, it's a mistake, isn't it? There’s been some kind of mix-up, right? You chose me that day, but somehow your grandpa got it wrong and chose Ethan, didn’t he?” I found it laughable. I looked at him coldly and replied, “No. From the very beginning, it was Ethan. If you think you're worthy of marrying me, dream on.”

He was wearing a tan leather coat and a pair of burgundy oxford shoes that stood out along with a classic hat. “It has been a while since we met in person, Stefan.” The man politely greeted him as he removed his hat to show his balding hair. “Signore Monterri, it has been a while, indeed.” He politely greeted him. The two man exchanged handshake and each of them took their seat. There were only few men in this world capable of making Stefan act with the utmost respect and this man was one of those few. He was Roberto Monterri. The man known as the Miracle Maker. However, the miracles were nothing spiritual. He was more of a godfather than anything.

Everything gleamed with precision, luxury, and a sense of controlled power. “Bryan really does love perfection,” she murmured under her breath. A tall man approached with a professional smile. “I’m Ryan, the CEO’s personal assistant. You can just call me Ryan. I’m sure Noah briefed you on the basics, but let me be clear: what happens on this floor stays here. No scandals, no gossip, and absolutely no negative talk about the CEO. Confidentiality is everything.” His voice was calm, but there was an edge of warning. They stopped in front of a massive double door.

I said and copied the phone number from Maya’s phone and left with Silver. ********** A few minutes later, we pulled up in front of Mason’s house. My number one hacker and tracker. He was the best. We both went in and saw him with a girl who stood up from his lap and excused herself to give us some privacy. “Are you sure this guy knows his work?” Silver whispered into my ear doubtfully. “One hundred percent,” I mumbled, and he nodded. “Good morning, Mr. Taylor. It’s an honor to have you in my house,” Mason greeted and dramatically bowed to me, making me roll my eyes and chuckle before he greeted Silver.

Mother I don't want to be late for school , Goodbye " I take an apple walking out she hates it when I call her Mother in front of company. Walking Next door Mrs Parker is just pulling in from her shift she's a Doctor while her husband is an accountant they your perfect middle class family I just want her husband for a night "Good Morning Mrs Parker " Morning Amanda how many time do I have to tell you, to call me Kate " she smiles at me I should feel guilty I really should.

replied. Weird to call someone that. The mister replied. I quickly tapped on the message. Mister: [How old are you?] [I prefer my pets, 25 and above] My eyes dilated. 25 and above?! I’m freaking twenty-two!.

But Mister heard him. Mister's eyes immediately shifted to Robert. Robert thought he was going to drop dead from Mister's stare. "You know this punk?" Mister asked in a voice so low and mean that it couldn't be heard. But Robert felt it. He held his breath and shook his head while his asshole puckered and he started to pray on the inside. He wasn't sure who was going to kill him first but he was definitely sure that today was the day he would die.

Mrs Wright said to Leonardo who respond instantly saying " Of course Mrs Wright. I would be pleased to help you. Just order me, what is it? " " Probably everyone knows here about Maverick. He's single even in his thirties. If you have any cousin or someone who can be suitable for Maverick, you can introduce that woman to Maverick. " Mrs Wright said to which Naitee stirred at her place in discomfort. She even glared at Maverick as a warning if he even thought to agree to this absurd.

In my defence, I wasn't religious about following up with world news, and one didn't just get stuck with billionaires in elevators. Ares Masters was the current CEO Of Masters Global, a multi billion world wide company. You couldn't take a breath without seeing a locomotive plastered with the Masters logo. Pictures of him showed him with different stunning women on dates, outings and events. Leggy women with flawless make up and ankle breaking heels. Super models, actresses, heiresses and the likes.

“What exactly is it that you do? Mitch didn’t give us many details.” “I’m the personal secretary to the CEO of Maston Corp.” Mirable replied, keeping her voice steady. Mrs. Stanford smirked. “Interesting. I suppose hard work is admirable when you don’t have other options.” Mirable gripped her fork tightly, forcing herself to stay quiet. Mitch glanced at her, sensing her discomfort, but he said nothing. “You’re quite lucky, you know,” Mrs. Stanford went on. “To even be sitting at this table. My son has always had impeccable taste, though I must admit, I was surprised by his choice this time.”