Mr Rude Novels & Stories

Ric knocks for a second time and we wait impatiently for Luther to call us in. "Come in, pl..." He doesn't get to finish the last word, Ric strides in furiously and I follow him shutting the door close. "...ease." He has a wide grin on his face, you would think he gets off from humiliating people. Such a sadistic piece of shit. "Thank you, sir," Ric says. Can you trace the sarcasm? It is almost tangible. "It's sarcastic, but it is better, have a seat." Luther ushers us on the two leather chairs that are opposite his.

“No, you know it's not about that, your work is immaculate, I have no complaint about it.” “Well then, Mr. Sanders.” I said standing up and grabbing my bag “If you’ll excuse me, I must go.” “Damn it!” He exclaimed hitting the desk before getting up and reaching my way “Mark! My name is Mark! Use it!” “But, that wouldn´t be professional, sir...” “Fuck professionalism! When you opened your legs and I buried myself in you, it wasn’t professional!”

Then who do you want to act as Ailee 's boyfriend. " Zinnia ask him . " Freddie, came in ." Suddenly a tall , young , handsome with fair skin man walking into the tents slowly. " This is my brother , younger brother Freddie . He is the owner of M&BR security system and multimedia genius company . His name in hacker's world is Red and gamers called him Master Red . His company profit reach tenth of billion a year . Those who had a big company and the bank owner knew him . The youngest CEO of the multimedia company under Moo's enterprise.

I am known for being reckless and a prankster and there were certain time when I hacked into the server of Rudy's university so that I could hamper his grades, his attendance and for certain other things. I am a software engineer and gadgets are my weakness. The two non- living things that I care with my life are my laptop and bike. All hell would break loose, if something ever happens to them. I reach the 20 storey building that I know is Rudra's office. He is a successful businessman in textiles and his company produces one of the best quality clothes in the world. He is a sweet and charming man.

“It is an honour to meet you here Mr Crowley. I apologise for the rudeness of my men. If you aren’t too busy would you like to have a chat at our headquarters? I know you are a curious man and I’ll try to answer all your questions.” Blinking, I tried to recall if I had met this man in the past. “I’m sorry I don’t recall who you are… could you perhaps refresh my memory?” Surprise riddled the anonymous man’s expression but soon cleared when understanding set in. “I’m afraid I’ve never had the pleasure of meeting you in person before, Mr Crowley. Let me introduce myself, I’m Rush Rhodes - leader of the Red Rumble. I’ve read about your accomplishments and had always wanted to meet you. It truly

she replied in a hushed whimper. He got satisfied with her answer and left the room. She immediately checked her hands and got surprised since she did not get any bruises though it pained her. His grip is tight enough not to give a chance for her to escape, but not to get a bruise. How interesting! Rudra got dressed in a white shirt with a brown tie paired up with a beige Desmond Merrion Supreme Bespoke Suit. He is in all his glory yet, he had no pleased look on his face and is damn hot and sexy with that perilous expression.

Her heart dropped to her stomach as she continued to look at him, her entire face now red. This wasn't a normal reaction to have around just anyone, but the person standing before her was far from normal - it was Derek Ashton, Maverick Ashton's elder brother and Ivan's uncle. He was the infamous "Mad Dog" of Don Corps, owning about 65% of the company, and rumored to have a nasty temper. Working for him was like walking on eggshells.

com DOCE, Richard told me that you’ve been excited about MAMA AFRICA, but I’d like to read this from you. Are you mad at me? I hope you understand that my previous actions were only for your sake... I still think of our night and you? I await your answer, Mr. X ---------------------------- RE: DOCE From: x@rlc.com Sent: Friday, December 07, 2012 8:12 PM To: daliapenedosalazar@hotmail.com DOCE, Your silence saddens me more and more... I need to talk to you... I miss talking to you, seeing your face, your smile... I need you, I have something very important to talk to you about... us.

He then slammed the table hard when the worst images flickered across his mind—his tesoro and piccolo. Vincenzo was a ferocious beast. When he was the underboss, before Rico, he had murdered over 200 people and he would often freeze his victim so the time of death was difficult to determine and this was what earned him the nickname 'The Iceman'. Xavier had never acknowledged his way of doing things but Vincenzo was good at what he did and it earned him the title, until he decided that he wanted his own empire.

Fuck. I poured myself another drink. The whiskey was cheap now, not the expensive single malt I used to keep in crystal decanters. I couldn't afford the good stuff anymore. I couldn't afford anything anymore. The phone call had been bad. Marcus had called me earlier that evening, his voice tight and uncomfortable in a way I had never heard before. "I saw the video, Joe," he had said. "The one where you called Clara a bad person on a live stream. The one where you threatened her."