Norman Boutin Novels & Stories

Fiona Forger was too surprised to pay attention, but Alice, standing next to her, couldn't help but lock her gaze on Norman Desmond when she heard the form of address. This was the first time she had met the renowned young master of the Norman family. He wore a black T-shirt that made him appear slightly thin at first glance but still sturdy, with a pair of intentionally washed jeans that accentuated his long legs. He wore short military boots, exuding a sophisticated and carefree aura.

Norman was really livid as he was about to explode with rage. He wasn't just anybody. After all, he was the young heir of Star Entertainment. The security car in the back was for mere servants, how could someone like him sit in such a car? If this news were to be spread to the public, wouldn’t he become a laughing stock? In the end, Bunty offered her seat and let Norman sit in the back seat. Then, she ran to the security car in the back.

The guard bows slightly walking out of the room,he halts by the door turning to look at her, "Ma'm your flight is in 10 minutes" Norman irritated at his words throws her purse at him hitting him directly in the face, the guard surprised at this attitude doesn't move, he dares not, Norman gestures for him to being forth her purse, he walks towards her picking the purse in his hands finally at her front he points the purse at her, She receives the purse and hits him in the face with it twice, the guard still confused and hurt both physically and his pride hurt also couldn't retaliate yet he couldn't get a grasp of what was happening,

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

"Catelyn, Manager Norman is asking for you in his office." Catelyn scowled in disgust but collected herself regardless and went to knock on Manager Norman's door. "Manager Norman, you need me for something?" "Close the door, there's something I need to speak to you about." Manager Norman was a man in his forties with a beer belly and his hair thinning out at the top. When he looked at Catelyn, his eyes would always shine with lust. Rumors had it that he was a relative to the Atherton family, and his status in the company was unmoveable.

Norman had one hand behind his back and said, making himself look like a very able person, “However, I’m different. I started learning martial arts when I was three, and it’s been 60 years since then. So, I have very profound skills. “Not only that, I'm a master of the famous Five Lightning Punches, which is the most profound compound vitality in contemporary martial arts. It's an energy that comes from my navel region and is combined with the three-dimensional compound vitality to quickly execute the Five Lightning Punches. “You won’t be able to resist one punch, let alone five. So, I advise you to shape up.” Even though the people below the arena had no idea what he just said, they figured

I can see that he's getting pissed off by the second and I know it's only a few minutes from him losing his patience and hurting me even more. Austin stands up, ready to throw a punch at me but some guy comes up behind him and stops him. He whispers something in his ear and Austin stops moving. His shoulders drop and he sighs before turning around and going to his mini bar. "I'm sorry for my brothers behavior. He's very inpatient. I'm patient up to a point, but in order for me to help you and save you from my brother, I need you to be honest. Do you know anything about the tunnel?" I shake my head no. Tears were already rolling down my eyes.

Norman urged his mother anxiously. Judith and Maurice were scared out of their wits when they saw all those bodyguards. It was the first time they saw such a formidable and intimidating lineup before. The next second, however, the woman gave Norman a tight slap. "Sir, may I ask for your name?" The rich woman smiled awkwardly and asked in a groveling manner, much to Norman's surprise. "Severin Feuillet!" Severin flashed them a faint smile.

If yes, continue. Sir/Ma I am making a very BIG ANNOUNCEMENT on Monday by 3pm prompt to few people I respect and admire so much, and you are one of them. I am counting on you to be there to hear it in person. Sir would you make out time for me on Monday by 3pm? (Keep quiet and wait for answer). If no you respond... No problem sir. I was really counting on your presence. Bye If yes, That’s awesome sir. I knew I could always count on you. Thank for making out time for me. See you on Monday Bye.

I greeted the giant before me. "I was coming through the city and decided to come and say hello to my favorite bartender.” He grinned before pointing to my office door. "I also have some new products in case you're interested.” George was a handsome male specimen, almost seven feet tall, with blond hair that was always well combed, happy brown eyes, and a model smile. Oh, and a body of fear, literally of fear. I guided him to the office, because he wasn’t only physically beautiful, but also intelligent, he had a tequila distillery that was beginning to sound among the shops.