Mr. Ryan Novels & Stories

Eleven years ago, Barcelona. "Get ready, son. We have to go to the company today." Richard Neguyen, Ryan's father, was sitting on the sofa having his morning read when he saw ten year old Ryan walking into the house after his morning training session. The boy had a striking resemblance to his dad who himself was a very handsome man but unlike his father who would at least smile every now and then the boy was extremely poised and silent as if he were mum.

I felt like calling her back to console her but I knew Ryan would definitely not appreciate that. “You have no right to do that Ryan.” The Man said. “It's Mr. Ryan to you. Also, just because you are under my Father's umbrella doesn't mean you are untouchable. You know me and what I can do to you. And you can also be sure that I would do it without batting an eyelid.” Ryan told him, his eyes steeling. I could feel tension coming from Brian's side, but Ryan still remained as cool as a cucumber while saying all these things. Does he not feel emotions or maybe it takes time for things to faze him?

Ryder’s jaw tightened. The office door opened. Ryan walked in casually and shut the door behind him. He loosened his tie as he moved toward the couch and sat down like he owned the place. “You really live up to the title,” Ryan said with a faint smile. Ryder lifted his head and glanced at him. He stood up, walked toward the opposite couch, and sat down, resting his elbows on his knees. “News?” Ryder asked. Ryan nodded. He slipped his hand into his pocket, brought out his phone, tapped the screen a few times, then stretched it out toward Ryder.

"It's fine and pretty normal too, yours?" "It's okay, you know it has always been about the happy kids and not the profits." He said smiling making Bernadette smile too, Mr Rodriguez was a nice Spanish man who lost his wife and kid 20 years ago, he couldn't remarry but preferred making kids happy as it gave him a piece of joy to cover up for his loss, he loved Elle like his own and it warmed her heart. "I know, Elle knows too, Right Elle?". She asked making Mr Rodriguez smile.

He smirked at me and I jumped into the front seat beside his driver seat. “But...uhm..I am not judging but Isn't that Mr young? Our English teacher? It's definitely okay to- I mean we'll graduate in a few months -I mean,Oh Fuck what am I saying” his stuttering made him sound like an idiot but I can't stop the grin that made my face split into half. “God! What are you saying? Mr young is my landlord, I live in his building” Somehow Ethan seemed to look more embarrassed with the way his cheeks flushed pink and stared ahead like he doesn't hear me.

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“I’m almost five, and mummy is always correcting us on our speech.” “Well…” His brows almost touch his hairline as his gaze finds mine. “I guess it’s safe to say that your mother has done an excellent job.” I furrow my brows as I try to decipher whether he intended that as an insult or a backhanded compliment. Without hesitation, I extend my hand towards Ryan, intertwining our fingers and drawing him close to my side. “And this is Ryan. He is the eldest of the twins.” “I’m the man of the house, and I want you to leave,” Ryan states in a firm tone that catches me off guard.

Even the children were happy to see him like this. “Luna!” The moment shattered. We both turned at the same time. Mira. She stood at the edge of the training field, dressed in a fitted cream blouse and sharp sunglasses, waving far too enthusiastically. And for a second, I could have sworn that Nolan tensed beside me. He didn't move, however, the smile that was on his face almost instantly shifted. “Are you ready for our shopping date?” she called out, voice carrying just enough cheer to sound false. “Don't tell me that you forgot?”

“No ma'am, tell me if you need anything and I'll get it for you..” “I want to leave.” Her eyes were red and swollen. She shrugged off the maid's hold on her and took a step forward only to stop after the door opened. The intimidating dark and tall figure strode into the room. His grey eyes pinned on her little and slender frame, he moved his head a little gesturing for the maid to leave. After she did, he settled his gaze back on Ava. “Who are you? I need to leave this minute..” “I'm Ryan, Ryan Manchester. And also your savior” He proudly declared.

We are going to spend the day out away from all these, just like Neo stated it. As for Ryan Taylor, he is a silent guy. Barely speaking, barely moving aside from the fact that he needs to ask Neo, occasionally, about where we are going to go. He's tall like Joe but not as bulky as him. Ryan is thin, only slightly build and also, he wears eyeglasses. He almost looks like that guy from Harry Potter