Mr Rude Novels & Stories

I said loud out. His eyes narrowed at me and he took a sip from the wine, “unlike you ms. Ronaldo, I belong to a very reserved family, where flings and night stands are considered taboo. That is why I am marrying you straight. As for the girlfriend, I didn’t had time for such nuisance.” I pouted at him and then fake smiled, “for you kind information, Mr. Russo! My family is also reserve and I don’t whore around! So you better check that tongue of yours!” I told him with gritted teeth and glared at him furiously.

Rudra says as he comes near me. "Rudra I would really appreciate it if I can get a bit peace from this stupid cold people. And yes I insult them not using any harsh sense of humour. They are stupid, harsh, cold and mean to the people. And they are also terribly judgemental. I hate them and that is clear." I say. "Manvi. Calm down. People are watching. We will talk about this in private." Rudra says as he glares at me.

Mr. Baltemore– Uh, no, he's not him! Mr. whatever-his-name or better yet called him for now, Mr. Rude Beast. He walks on the middle with air so intimidating. My breathing hitched the moment he showed to us, forgetting to atleast inhale and exhale a second. He's on a suit but the coat was removed, leaving only his tie and the white long sleeves tucked on his pants. His eyes were focused infront, not turning his head on both sides.

He added a little more file powder, watched it dissolve like doubt should. A knock sounded at the front door. “We’re closed till brunch,” Rory shouted without turning. Another knock. Firm, polite. He sighed, wiped his hands, and walked out to the host stand. Through the glass, he saw a tall man in a blazer and rolled sleeves—wealth trying to look relaxed. Marcus du Prée lifted a hand. “At least he’s punctual,” Rory muttered to himself, and opened the door. “You better be selling dishwashers or miracles.”

“He isn’t nice. He is great!” “He’s a great guy?” asked Maurice. “That sounds nice,” said Dudley. “No,” said the druid. “He is fearsome and terrible.” You could tell he was trying too hard to make his boss sound like a baws. “Can we meet him?” I asked. “We promise not to make fun of him for looking like a piece of broccoli.”

He was the most impatient one among all of them. The eldest man, who happened to be holding a gun, frowned. He was the boss that the guy with the red bandana was talking to. His name was Gunnar, and he was very muscular compared to his lower comrades. Gunnar replied to him, “Be patient, Shark. If that man doesn't show up in the next 15 minutes, I'll make sure that this young lady suffers beyond anyone's imagination. One way or the other, it's going to be fun for us”.

But then I remembered the mascara stained tears on my face which must have given me away and I aggressively began to wipe them off even though I knew my face was only becoming more of a mess. “I asked a question and I hate repeating myself so give me an answer before I blow your brains out” he said, his voice still calm while he drilled holes through them with blazing eyes and I saw one guard swallowing in fear. It was satisfying to see them scared and I wondered just how ruthless this Mr Rover was to make them look this terrified. They still didn't say a word and obviously losing his patience, he shot straight into the knees of two of them and I screamed as their blood splattered all over t

Doctor Raul said with a grin and then turned to Catherine, he started, "with the right amount of daily physiotherapy, you'll be alright." "Oh .. thank you." Catherine said quietly as she gently rubbed against her elbow. "Although, If I may ask, how'd this happen?" Dr Raul asked, darting his eyes at both Catherine and William, expecting an answer. William turned to Catherine and so did Catherine. They both didn't know what was going on in each other's mind and William wasn't sure of what Catherine was going to say, especially since she always tends to forget that while they're outside in public, they should be pretending to be a happy married couple.

I started. “Yes I did..can you actually hurry up miss representative, I have somewhere to be” he said, looking at his wrist watch “Well..Mr Forest had informed me that you’re a trust worthy board member and we need your opinion on the product’s new launch” I said, raising a brow at him. He paused to think, he seemed interested “Obviously, I’ve been in the company for much longer than you think” he bragged, adjusting a bit of his suit. ‘He took the bait’

Marcus A gentle knock jolts me back from my wondering mind. Cindy pops in with a cup of coffee. “Are you ok Boss?” She asks concern written all over her face. “Yes I am fine, I just got an unexpected visitors is all. Please cancel anything that you can today I will finish up with the Mueller account and zoom call with the Santiago Group”