My Mr Perfect Novels & Stories

My Perfect Abrupt Marriage Chapter 2 “Ma, I’m home!,” I called out to my one and only Mother, who peeked from the kitchen and nodded at me. I took off my slippers, heading inside. The breakfast she was cooking tempted me into wanting to take a taste but since it hasn’t been cooked, I stopped myself. “Dear, where were you off to last night?” She warmly smiled at me, intending to hug me to which I gave her one with a kiss on her cheek. “I was waiting for you, but you didn’t come.”

She said to me. "Ok, Sir. Have a great lunch." I said to them, then head out of the office. I honestly felt like I was intruding on something while I was inside with the two of them. I guess she's Mr. Mitchel's girlfriend, right? He's so perfect to not have a girlfriend and honestly, I think they suit each other very well.

“You look perfect. Now, let's go" k

They’re all excellent but the best save for last and finally the MC called Shanes name. “The long wait is over! Ladies and gentlemen, our supermodel, the one and only Miss Shane Sandoval!” Everyone gave her a round of applause and cheered for her. Shane is the most gorgeous, alluring and elegant among them. She walks with a smile on her face and everyone really loves her. The show continues without Shane knowing that I am here watching her personally. Every model ramped up the branded clothes that are trending in America. Shane wears the most expensive brand of clothes. She looks so stunning in every outfit that she’s wearing for the show.

Everything gleamed with precision, luxury, and a sense of controlled power. “Bryan really does love perfection,” she murmured under her breath. A tall man approached with a professional smile. “I’m Ryan, the CEO’s personal assistant. You can just call me Ryan. I’m sure Noah briefed you on the basics, but let me be clear: what happens on this floor stays here. No scandals, no gossip, and absolutely no negative talk about the CEO. Confidentiality is everything.” His voice was calm, but there was an edge of warning. They stopped in front of a massive double door.

Of being known. Their connection had been immediate, a lightning strike in the barren desert of his dating life. Other matches had been awkward, stilted conversations that fizzled out after a few generic greetings. But M was different. From the very first message, M had dissected him with an accuracy that was almost supernatural. M: You try to be perfect, don’t you? The good boy. The one who always gets it right. But you’re tired of it. You want someone to see the mess underneath.

She was radiant. “I told you, didn’t I? Miss Sanders’s rich, successful, and she’s got Mr. Reynolds following her around like a puppy. Why would she go out messing around like that? Makes no sense.” “Exactly! Someone must be jealous of how well Pine Mist Island is doing. They’re trying to drag her down.” “I don’t care what anyone says. She let me meet my idol and even eat with them. I declare her my goddess!” “Mine too!” Cheers and praise rippled through the room, echoed even louder in the livestream comments.

"Why did it have to be him, of all people? I don't even know why I'm here! Drinking away my sorrows just to forget about him. It's not as if he's that handsome. I mean, Jade has such a nasty temper, and I hate what he does sometimes. Do I even deserve this?!" "It's always like that, bestie. Sometimes, we don't get what we want from life. See, most of us aren't perfect my dear. We just have to make the best out of people even if we think their wrong for us, sometimes. Make Jade a perfect gentle man, Fire. I notice his best whenever he's with you. Have you seen the spark in his eyes, recently? That's the charm you've given to him. I've also noticed the same joy in you of resent. I don't know i

A sigh left him, heavy and controlled, and I smirked wider. “Thank you, Ms Moore. And please refrain from using words that contain vulgarity.” A genuine chuckle escaped my mouth, and I bit my lip to control myself. Is this man for real? He thinks sexy is vulgar. “I love you, Mr. Ashton. Can’t wait to be pregnant with your baby. I hope you have a pregnancy kink.” There was a cough, followed by a long, awkward silence before the call disconnected. I tossed my phone aside and lay back on my bed, giggling softly to myself.

He paused staring at me, completely thrown off guard. Mr Perfect wasn't that perfect after all. Thanks Ava for this thirst trap excuse of a dress. "Damn!" He swallowed hard. "Y...you... Damn!" He cursed again. Wait, did he just stutter? Ahh, he's actually human. I believe now. "You look so out of this world. Woah!" "Thank you. You clean up nice yourself." As usual, he was on a suit, a black one. "Come on, let's go inside."