Mr Whisper Novels & Stories

However, one thing that I noticed about this individual was that he had many females lurking around him and they were all models. I knew that in the back of my mind, there is still this small voice stating that I could never beat a model when it comes to a man since they are paid for their looks whilst I'm not. However, I didn't get much time to think about this daunting idea that I still had as I was interrupted by my nan and a woman next to her who looked around the same age as my mother. "Nipotina dear, I would like you to meet Iris, she is the wife of Arron McKinley who you may know as the previous CEO of McKinley Enterprise." My Nan introduced this sweet lady to me, and I knew I recogni

For the very first time, I was really proud of myself. While i was still immersed in my thoughts, brent came from behind and whispered in my ears, “ what are you thinking about, MISSES BRENT?” I blushed when he referred to misses Brent. Miss Sandy asked him not to tease me and to let me finish my breakfast. He sat down on the chair next to me and waited for me to get done with my breakfast.

He said with wide eyes, excitement lacing his voice. "Jeff Bezos?" She asked dryly, relaxing back into her chair. "Even better," he said, and she immediately sat up. Who could be more important than one of the richest man on Earth? "it's Alan Wesley, the CEO of the Wesley Entertainment Company!! His company produced your favourite movie 'Lost in the moon'?!" He said really fast and Amanda's mouth dropped open. "As in the Alan Wesley?" She asked sceptically and Oliver nodded rapidly "why? OMG!! What's happening?" She asked repeatedly, letting the excitement take over her and momentarily losing her cool.

that’s all he said, but continued saying, “Then Ms.Designer shirt you are not going to sleep.” “I will ask you later why should I not sleep, but the nickname you are using is no longer correct for me.” I said looking at me. “And why is that?” he asked confused. “I am not miss anymore. I am married to Mr.Whatever.” I replied smiling. “Then your name will be Mrs.Whatever.” he said leaning down. “Yesterday I was called like that by the secretary.” I said, moving away from him and got up from the bed. “Where are you going?” he asked confused.

"Oh no, if I had known you'll bring your friend, I would've got you a grander gift." Mrs. Wander was a tall middle-aged woman who was not fat but not too skinny. She had wrinkles on her face and a prominent burned scar on her hands. "Oh no, this is too much already, Mrs. Wander, we're just away for days, we appreciate you," Neneuis said, touched by the gesture. We went inside a house that's made of wood trunks and was surprised when I saw the inside, it has the same color as when you cut the wood in two.

After Diana finished speaking, he didn't hear any response for a long time. He couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror, only to see that the man's eyes were slightly dazed, and there was no expression on his face, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. Diana pursed his lips, does Mr. really care about Mrs. now? But it was a matter of human life, he couldn't help but say again: "Sir, Madam she"

The huge golden doors to the restaurant swung open as the security man waved the security card, “welcome Sir.” I nodded a response, getting inside I saw Mr White piping a cigar at a secluded table. “Welcome sir, Mr White is waiting for you.” A well dressed waiter said and lead me up to the table. Mr White puffed a huge ball of smoke, smiling. “Welcome, you are quite late.” I took my seat, “I'm sorry about that, I got lost in work and didn't check the time.” He nodded in understanding, “I understand, running a billion dollar company is hard. It takes a lot of resilience, a lot of sacrifice and hard work. You're Dad did a good job in bringing you up as a fine young man.”

Elodie heard the unmistakable sound of a woman’s voice. “What? How are you here?” She heard him ask. He sounded excited to see her, more excited than she had ever seen him. “I don’t know, I got back into the country and I thought I should see you. We have a lot to talk about” The voice said. What the fuck is going on? Elodie thought to herself, approaching slowly. He was yet to notice her presence. “You… I have missed you so terribly” Henry sighed. Elodie’s eyes widened at his heartfelt admission and before she could make her presence known, she watched Henry draw the woman into the house, wrap his arms around her and kissed her square on the lips

I tell Ric and he excuses himself to talk to his secretary. Suspiciously, I slide the answer icon and I bring the phone to my ears. "Joanna Williams speaking, how may I help you?" "Good morning, Miss Williams." A soft female voice speaks from the other end. "I am Mercy the founder of Women's right association. WRA is an organisation that works to help women that are in abusive marriages and I am reaching out because a friend of mine told me that you might need our help." I stay silent for a long second trying to make out what she just told me.

“H-Hello? Miss C-Cassia,” Amir greeted with a forced smile. Amir couldn’t help but curse himself inwardly. He never thought he’d cross paths again with the woman he once spent time with in the past. “Are you okay, Amir?” Sofia asked, her brows furrowed. Sofia assumed Amir was merely shy around Cassia, given her strong and commanding aura. Her hand remained entwined around the muscular arm of her boyfriend. She turned her gaze behind her when she suddenly heard the familiar baritone voice of a man.