Paul Gg Novels & Stories

He dropped his two legs on the table and relaxed on the chair. He dropped his elbow on the chair and put his hand below his chin. The door opened again and Paul came in, he walked towards Conner and took his seat opposite him and the table. Paul is a middle-aged man and also a greedy business man, he owned two private companies but still wants to work under Conner, he knew he will gain double of what he has if he had to work under his company so his willing to do anything to have his company work under his. " Good morning Mr. Conner", Paul greeted with respect.

Gerald’s voice dropped, heavy with irritation. “Si… sir, I didn’t forget,” Paul stammered. “You’re another incompetent fool,” Gerald growled. “You’re fired.” To Gerald’s surprise, Paul didn’t crumble. He didn’t beg. He only shrugged lightly, his eyes weary. “I already submitted my resignation letter this morning.” Gerald blinked, thrown off. “What?” “Yes, sir. Have a lovely day.” Paul’s tone was calm, almost pitying. He turned and walked out, shoulders loosening as though he’d been freed from chains.

I joked. “I’m sure you can.” “What about friends?” “He’s got quite a wide circle in Oxmarket,” Paul replied. “But I would say his best friend is probably Two-tone.” “Two-tone?” “Real name is Chris Garrett.” “What’s he like?” “Trouble.” “Have you got an address?” “I’m not supposed to give away that sort of information,” Paul told me. “But you will,” I told him. “Because you never know when you might need me.”

It was Paul, and he greeted me before walking towards me, his shoes clapping the tiles. “So, what were you able to get?” I asked as I sat up on the chair with my elbows on the mahogany table in front of me. “More reports about Carl Gills, the beloved son of Emily.” “Okay, I recalled telling you to find more about him.” “Yes, sir.” Paul responded, bringing out a file from the brown folders in his hand I stared at him keenly, my fingers tapping on the table. He approached me before handing the file to me..

I still went easy on him. I gave everybody a small smile as I stood up. Paul was arranging the money as he smiled at Gbenga. "You see; you shouldn't run your mouth to everyone. You don't know who is who" Paul said with a smile that I could almost laugh. Bro..... That’s deep. "Whoa! You are so good" A guy said but I merely nodded at him as Paul flapped the money in my eyes. "Extra 12K" Paul said happily as I rolled my eyes at him. We walked outside as Paul bought ice cream for me.

Or as if hell has broken loose. “I am at the station. Why?” He seemed to be in haste before, but after hearing me now, I can tell that he slowed down, and I hear him discharge a very deep sigh that adds more curiosity to my already curious self. “Paul? Is there a problem?” I ask. “I am afraid, yes, Gia! We have a very big problem!” Paul says, tearing up the last hope I was holding on to, that things are probably not as bad as I am sensing.

Gale Thorne sat at her desk in ASIO headquarters, flipping through the next file with a tired frown. PAUL RUBENS. Age: 36. Specialty: Technology. The photo showed a mop of messy brown hair, thick glasses, and a grin that looked equal parts genius and basement-dwelling geek. Gale sipped her tea and muttered, “Typical.”

"Welcome back, GM!" Paul, my best friend slash Eli's bodyguard, greeted me with a huge grin on his face. He was the only one who knew I was arriving. "How's everyone?" I asked once inside the car. "You mean, Hannah?" he teased and an involuntary smile lit up my face. But it faded when I saw Paul’s sudden serious face. "Not good." "What do you mean not good?" I frowned at him. "The news isn't true, right, Nate?" .

I made sure he could feel my tits brush back and forth against him as I asked, “Aren’t you going to introduce me?” Paul flicked his eyes in my direction, then extracted his arm from my grasp. Grabbing me by the shoulders, he pulled me in front of him, into the center of the little circle they had formed on the side of the road. “This is Maggie. She’s very eager, and I think you are going to get along really well with her this evening. Maggie, this is Mr. Yoder and his wife, Sally.” Paul introduced. They were married? Oh, that poor girl! Having to fuck that country bumpkin all of the time must be so disgusting.

"Then it is fine." "What do you mean by that?" he asked, confused. Roger turned to face him, "I am sure you have met Paul. He is a boy who likes our Oriel and I want them to get closer to each other because," he took a pause clutching Collin's heart with his words, "Paul is the only son of the chairman of the company which is signing an investing with me."Teh