Mr Unchained Baki Novels & Stories

He made sure the news about Annie's did not circulate, trying everything possible not to let Alex have an idea about the dismiss of his mother, but Alex still got a hold of the full information ten years later when a journalist reached out to him. He had just gotten to his office when his secretary told him one Mr Raymond wants to see him urgently, at first Alex was reluctant to see anyone who had decided to hide his identity, but on a second thought he decided to see the man in question. "What do you want?" He asked, not bothering to look at whoever was standing in front of him as his eyes were glued to the file he was reading. "Iam here to discuss something that might interest you" Mr Raym

A couple of beers wouldn’t hurt, Lilith rolled off the bed and Becca cheered. Enzo Knowing that he would have Lilith Rumero as his plaything for the next few months actually made it hard to sleep at night for the first couple of weeks. He felt like a child waiting for Christmas morning. Only this wasn’t Christmas morning. This was a day of reckoning. An opportunity to finally get back at the man who had nearly cost him everything. It was much more than a grudge, as his brother accused him of having. Aron Rumero had actively tried to sabotage his fledgling company. Enzo had looked up to him as a mentor, and Aron had tried to bring everything down. Enzo never understood why Aron done it. If Ar

The way he said it, even I had believed there for a minute that he had truly seen me naked before. That was definitely not what I expected from him at all, and after his pun-intended declaration, things had just gone a bit bumpy after that, but thankfully, the man Mr. Keith was meeting showed up and took him away, while Asher just went to the counter to get himself a coffee and walked out.

Glad to know he thrives on his robust ego, I hissed Now standing in the walk in closet. I unpack my suitcase and pondered if I should unpack and arranged his things too or just leave it alone. I chose the latter and walk back inside the room only to collide into something wet and fleshly. I slowly move back to get a clearer view of what I crashed into only to see it's Zion in a towel wrapped around his waist and his upper torso naked with water dripping down his bare chest My throat went dry as my eyes stare at his bare chest and down to his peeking V-line. My eyes widen at the sight and I hiccupped. My eyes slowly met his emotionless ones

Her jaw dropped when she looked at Jensen, it almost made me laugh. And I understood her perfectly. The billionaire had that effect on people, he had such a unique aura that even if you didn't want to, you ended up being drawn to look at him and pay attention to him. He was handsome and slender, masculine with that tanned skin and roguish look. I was sure there was no shortage of ladies for this guy. Jensen was waving at her with a playful smirk on his lips. “Hello,” he greeted. “Jensen, I present to you April Monroe, my best friend. April, this is Jensen Grimes, my ex-husband,” I said, formally introducing them to each other.

The moment I reached the front, a bouncer stopped me with his hand. “You need to go to the back of the line.” his face was stern as he stared at me. I stared at him for a second. Then I reached into my purse and pulled out a thick bundle of cash, slipping a thousand dollars into his hand. His eyes widened instantly, before a smile spread across his face. “Welcome,” he said quickly, stepping aside. “Welcome to Onyx Seramis.” I simply walked past him, and stepped into the club, the music blasting right into my eardrums.

Zaki asked his butler named Robert. "Mr. Aurillo and Sir Marquez will refuse the money we offer them. It looks like they won't give you their shares in Rapture." Robert replied. Zaki sat up and closed his face with his palms. "All right, you can go now Robert, thanks for your info," Zaki said to Robert and he came out immediately. Damn! Zaki seems to have a hard time holding the Rapture Hotel intact. I need to do something! Maybe Mr. is still inside RH. Murillo and Sir. Marquez as Robert says.

Could not move. "Six months ago, I was approached by a man named Marcus Bain. He claimed to be my half-brother. Had documentation. DNA evidence. Everything." Colt's expression darkened. "At first, I believed him. Wanted to build a relationship. But then I noticed things. Inconsistencies. Lies. So I investigated." Mouse paused the video. "Should we be recording this?" "No. Let it play. I need to hear everything." The video resumed. "Marcus Bain is not my brother. He is a con artist. A killer. And he came to Redemption Creek for one reason—to steal something my biological father gave me. Something Marcus thinks rightfully belongs to him."

"There was Thorne Beckett—he was ugly inside, though he had a scar, he wasn't bad looking. Then there was Caspian Kensington, the good one, and me, Alexander Sinclair, the bad one. It's a long trip down memory lane." Roman was extremely shocked by this revelation. He knew his father and Caspian were good friends, but Thorne...? Alexander coughed slightly. "Yes, not many know about me and Thorne Beckett. And if you're thinking what I think you're thinking, yes—it's the infamous Thorne Beckett, the Mafia Don of Lasiacos and Paso. One thing led to another, and we parted ways. But that doesn't mean I wouldn't cherish my goddaughter when she came running to me for help after Thorne died."

“Can you please untie my arms?” He raised a brow at me. “Is it that uncomfortable, love?” I licked my lips again. “Yes, it’s very uncomfortable. And I think my wrists are bruised.” He raised his heavy body and leaned forward to look at my tightly bound wrists. “Shit!” he swore as he quickly untied the rope. “Uncle is sorry, love. I didn’t mean to bruise your beautiful white skin like that.” Once I was untied, I gladly moved my arms to my sides, sighing a breath of relief. God, I felt numb all over.