No More Mister Nice Guy Audiobook Novels & Stories

Yeah, remember the guy how saved your butt from becoming flat surface, he came for the interview but because of the meeting, I postponed it" he shrugged. "In this whole thing, how are you doing me a favor, care to explain in" I raised an eyebrow at him, I don't think my butt will become flat just by falling, and also that guy saved me from embarrassing myself in front of everyone. I should thank that mystery guy. "Bye Anam good night " he kissed my cheeks and went out. _____________________________________________ I unlocked the door and entered my lovely house and was greeted by the delicious smell of kebab and chicken curry. Oh, I really love Hayat, my master chef.

Christmas hissed with that all smile tattooed on his face while wiping his hands at the side of his thigh, obviously trying to clean his hands from greese and crumbs of the bread he just ate. "Miami." "Oohh!!! Beaches and b*tches!" Mr. Christmas laughed boisterously while slapping his thigh full of fat. He stayed stoic while just looking at Mr. Christmas and as he noticed that no one's laughing at what he just said, he coughed and clears his throat in awkwardness of the atmosphere. The auction of the smuggled people ended and he earned so much money from them. Millions of dollars. "I want you to meet my intelligent chemist, this is my friend Gorth. So what do you say?"

Mister was having a very bad day and the doctor didn't want to be on the receiving end of any of his frustrations. It didn't take long for them to run into their actual driver up the trail a little ways. Mister was so damn irritated that when the driver stopped the machine next to him, he snatched him out and tossed him aside as he jumped into the driver's seat and took off before the doctor could even get all the way in. Mister hit the gas and took off sideways, spraying dirt and gravel all over the discarded driver. "What an asshole," the driver said to Mister's back as he drove away, full speed ahead.

Fuck. My phone vibrates again. Mason looks down at it and then back up at me. He sighs and opens his laptop again. "Make him work hard," Mason whispers to me with his eyes still on the screen. I’m trying. I unlock my phone and snort at the message. -Mr. Grumpy: You have me saved as Mr. Grumpy?? -Norali: You are grumpy. -Mr. Grumpy: Unbelievable. -Mr. Grumpy: Are you okay, though?

I giggled, and he chuckled softly, a faint sadness still shadowing his face. “Look, Mr. Noah, everything is fine... acting this way will make me feel bad, okay?” I said, trying to cheer him up. A maid knocked on the door, bringing in two cups of coffee. I smiled at her, taking mine and offering Mr. Noah his. As we sat and sipped, I wished for the moment never to end. --- MASON’S POV “Dude, I’m not fucking interested,” I said flatly, rejecting Bryson’s offer.

I said with a smile. I believe I am safe for the time being; they did not identify me; thank you, God, and the saints who assisted me! "Nice to meet you both," Dum said with a smile on his face. Mr.Dadds said uninterestedly, "Yes yeah good knowing both of you." Wow, he has a horrible attitude that he can't even hide from other people. I despise those who don't even respect their elders or who can't even pretend to appreciate them as a courtesy. When is he going to leave this place?

As I was enjoying the comfort of a Tesla, RasterBook called. “Can we exchange the money already?” “Don’t be in a rush, young man. Relax!” said the driver. “Call me Mastermind. I`m getting late for my next appointment.” “Show some respect, Mastermind.” Said the Cruel- man, “If you chose to come here it means we are important than that appointment. Answer your phone now!” I dropped the call.

Mila (firmly):"Who are you? And why are you helping me?" He looked up, a faint smile playing on his lips. Man: "Let’s just say... I hate being lied to. And I hate women like Lily even more." Mila (narrowing her eyes): "You know her?" Man: "I’m not a fan of Lily Grant.I don’t like people who cheat the game. And Lily? She’s been cheating too long." Mila and Sally looked at each other — uncertain. Man (smirking): "Call me... your second chance."

When you get to the other side and complain to the powers that be, don't accuse the wrong person. "Enough! What are you doing?!" People inside the funeral home heard the commotion and rushed out. Patrick shoved Lauren away and shouted through his tears, "You monster! Hannah could've been saved! We called you so many times... Gina was practically on her knees begging you! Just because that rat said one thing, you refused to save her! You killed Hannah, and now you dare show up at her funeral to cause a scene? What do you want?!"

By chance, I overheard the housekeeper on the phone saying Rachel had gone a little insane after her miscarriage. She kept saying that once Aaron married her, she’d give him the entire Saddler family's assets. One day, she escaped, and they couldn’t find her. I figured that had to be her ending in this life. Then I got word that Aaron wanted to see me. He said he had a secret to tell me. I thought about it for a long time and finally agreed to go. He had a full stubble on his face. Separated by the glass, he looked at me and told me he had been reborn.