Mr Whisper Novels & Stories

[girl] "My mama told me about this store." Mia, tell us as we walk into the store. Mia's mama, Mariana Lopez, is a famous fashion designer. Mariana is also the woman who inspried me to design. Since the ball was planned on such short notice, Mariana couldn't design dresses for all of us, not in time at least. Mia, Gabrielle, and Charlotte grabbed a few dresses and went to the changing room to try them on.

The mug of beers clicked together while Camille simply took in water. “I guess Ms Camille doesn’t take alcohol?” Mr Willow, 4Nine manager asked her as she simply nod. “Yes. My secretary is getting drunk and I need to drive myself home. I can’t get drunk,” She said and took in water, the man gulped down a glass of liquor. “You’re very considerate,” Willow mumbled with a smirk. “So, tell me about your CEO, surprisingly enough, we haven’t met since we signed this deal. Is she very busy?” Camille asked and Willow scoffed.

As Mr Justin spoke, all the ladies including Grace gave him their undivided attention. "As The manager of Black Entertainment, I would like to thank All of you Beautiful Ladies, For your Patience and also would like to say sorry for the amount of time we lost due to some difficulties, we hope you forgive us". Mr Justin was very articulate and had his own way with words too, as he spoke Grace noticed how their faces turned from a frown to a smile and even a blush from some ladies as he called them beautiful ladies, Grace didn't think much about it, but they all surely did.

She whispered, her voice thick with emotions. "Me neither," I replied. "But here I am. All set!" "I know you got this," Kris smiled. "I hope so too," I smiled, before biting onto my cheese omelet. An hour later I was comfortably settled in the demure and modestly done office of Mr. Jonathan Miles, a guy in late thirties probably with a partially balding crown and a crooked smile. He looked decent enough to me yet deep inside I can feel something was off.

He didn't understand of course, but Jenn—one of the female maids—helped me translate it to him. I walked inside the big kitchen, Igor was absent(strange, given the kitchen was practically his home.) I saw a few maids doing the dishes, I walked up to them and gently dropped the plate, all three looked up at me with horror, the other two who were cleaning also looked at me with the same look, I started to wonder what the problem was. Had Aleksei kissed me so hard he ruined my lipstick!

No longer interested in watching the movie anymore, Luna decided to head up to her room. As Luna reached her door, she found Maria, waiting for her with a polite smile. “Good evening, Miss Luna,” Maria said, bowing her head slightly. “Good evening, Maria. Is something wrong?” Luna asked, a little surprised. Maria shook her head. “No, ma’am. I was instructed to inform you that Mr. Blackwood has arranged a personal maid for you. She will be officially begin tomorrow morning.”

I pointed out. "I am sorry Miss, I just got distracted. I think I heard someone singing" he said smirking. wow, great, just great

I murmured and she took her time to turn to me. “ Oh. Have fun then. ” Raising her hand on which she was wearing many rings, she patted my upper arm and started walking. My eyes followed her until she stopped beside an old man. I recognised him right on spot. He was Jonas Lincoln. The CEO of Lincoln Corp. A man of discipline as rumoured to be. He was Madison's father. Heaving a heavy breath, I averted my eyes away and they landed on someome familiar once again. Shit! What was he doing here? I groaned and turned my back at him.