Mr Unchained Novels & Stories

“She said she had her plans for your marriage and there was no way she was going to allow me ruin it and then she tried to bribe me with money but I refused. She then… she threatened to have me killed!” “You should have come to me about this” He told her. “You should have told me immediately” “I tried to tell you but you went on that business trip and I was… I was threatened by a masked man and I was too scared, Henry.” “A masked man?” He asked, confusion dotting his forehead even more

He reached for his jaw attempting to ease some pain to no avail. "Ah yes, that." Jessica stood snapping the chains from her ankle and walking to Frank like they weren't in a small cell for prisoners. Reaching out she tilted his head back to peer inside his mouth. Once seeing where the supposed alright lord had injured her brother she scoffed before walking to the window of the cell. She paused only long enough to say, "I suggest you follow this time. I doubt you will survive if I escape under your watch again."

It may not be much for me, but a small tiny smile appeared on his face but disappeared within a couple of seconds. Seeing that he had got what he came for he stood up and walked out before stating that he will pick me up at 7 pm. I couldn't help but still be mesmerized by him. Just days ago I was in England and hoping for a normal and peaceful life but days later the thought of normal life seems like a dream after being plastered on every media article with a man that was known for playing with women's body and throwing them away. Associated with a dangerous man but I couldn't help being charmed by this mysterious arura. Believing that there is a deeper story behind is ruthless actions.

But his uncle came just an hour after, ready to go. "There is no way in hell you're driving that motorcycle back to Cali with that broken rib, Rus." "Well, what am I supposed to do? I can't just leave it behind. This is my only way of transportation." Russell was being difficult this morning. The lack of sleep was making him grouchy. "Ok, and what if you get into an accident, or you need to make a quick maneuver? Or what if,"

I quickly pulled the rest of the thin gray material down my body and said, “Come in.” The door cracked open, and Ms. Lane silently entered. She stood straight as she faced me, her hands clasped before her as she addressed me. “Are you ready to see Mr. Maxwell?” If wearing ripped jeans and a shirt without a bra—because that very last one lying on the floor was torn beyond repair and unwearable—was ready, then yes, I was as ready as I could be to face the billionaire my brother owed two million dollars, the man who’d seen me with my naked backside in the air.

Marcus Except I don't fall. I am yanked down and into a heap on top of a hard body. I am dazed for a moment; what has just happened? I try to sit up, but a strong handheld me down "please don't do it, "a voice beneath my body says beseechingly. I tug again as I try to sit up to look at the person behind the voice, but he refuses to let me go. "Please let go of me," I ask politely. "No," he answers, sighing, "I just want to sit up, please," I try again; he hesitates a bit, but he loosens his grip on me. I sit up, and so does he. He looks at me cautiously, afraid I'll spook and try to jump again. He sits up, and I finally get a good look at him; by God, he is good-looking. He has these vivid b

I don’t want to go to work today. The feeling is not right to pursue both jobs. In my place, they can save someone from unemployment and give them one job right. However, maybe they are better like that so that they can save themselves from Mr.Stone. I chuckled at that thought. His behavior is quite amusing, of course, except when he shouts. Maybe because I never met a person like that or maybe because my dad never lets me meet such a person. Or by god’s grace, he is one of a kind and no one else is made like that.

"But in the end, they always break." He pulled an iron rod from the fire. It had a flat surface which was already glowing a reddish orange from being in the fire for way too long. The man widened his eyes— realising what was coming for him. So did I. The moment the hot rod connected to his shirtless chest, the sickening sound of skin melting away, hissing from the temperature filled the room. Then, his scream of agony followed. It rang out through the wall and seemed to echo over and over again.

He was placing his own life in danger by doing this. He just shook his head, "It's the least I can do," He said. Richard was a man in his forties, he worked alongside my father during his ruling days, and he was one of his most trusted men, loyal to the bone. Even after dad's death, he was always there when I needed anything. And to do this, I had to use any resources I have. Isaac isn't a piece of cake, running away from him is not going to be easy.

Yan asked. “ Do you have any problem with it? Mr. Chen asked. “ Are you sure you want me to draw it like this?”Yan asked. “ Didn’t you want to draw “30 days living under him” badly? Now you’ve gotten the opportunity, why are you complaining ”Mr Chen asked. “ Am not complaining. All am saying is that the proposal never mentioned anything about an arrogant male lead and how the female lead spilled wine on him”Yan complained with a frown.