Paul Gg Novels & Stories

"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

“You may be biologically related to her; she is not your granddaughter.” “You are going to deny me my granddaughter?” Paul asks, his face turning red with frustration. “All Sylvia and I ever wanted was a daughter.” “You are trying to tell us; if Emmett and I were girls, you wouldn’t have been such an ass to us?” Richard scoffs from the corner of the room as Emmett puts up his hand to stop him from talking. “Paul; this is Roger. He is the chief editor of Business Forum News and has heard about your pending court case with Murphy’s Apartment Complex” Emmett states, keeping his face neutral. “He was hoping you may like to give your side of story.”

“I apologize for being late, boss.” Paul bowed to Gabriel as he caught his breath. He immediately opened the door of the passenger’s seat of his master’s car. Paul was Gabriel’s driver and personal assistant. He doesn’t usually leave his employer’s side. But today, he asked to take a leave to assist a family member to a hospital. “What happened to your car, if I may ask, boss?” Paul touched the dent in the executive’s newly bought vehicle.

(Paul) “That’s great to hear, pal….here, these is today Cabinet Meeting Recording…I already edited it…you can just aired them as usual…” “You delivering these yourself?..now that is something..already edited…that means..there must be some secret agenda being discussed right?…what is it?..”. (Paul) I don’t mind telling Paul about some secretive stuff about the government, some of it actually. Because on the contrary of his job, he is very trustworthy person and tight lipped. On to mention, he is the 3rd oldest person in Aeternum after Griksu’um the Land Dragon and Alfred my butler, when it comes to legendary stuff, he knows quite a lot, because on his living days, he is quite a famous jester

This week feels like hell to him because Paul keeps on thinking about the prepared document of his boss. Connor is such an intelligent asshole. . . Consequently, he doesn’t want Paul to leave his side. He cannot think straight while walking to his car. He grabs his wallet for the key when a picture of Mr Davon is in the secret pocket that falls from the strong wind. Paul’s hand immediately grabs it from mid-air, making his face blank. How sweet it is from the five years he goes out from the mafia. He was once a drug dealer; however, Paul doesn’t want the job anymore because of the PDEA.

Paul hugs him tighter. "Oh, my goodness, are you the girlfriend." Paul breaks the hug on Aaron's sudden comment. "Yes, I’m your boyfriend, that is why you always, miss me. " "Geez, I have no interest in boys and neither am I gay." Paul pouted his lips and argued like a kid. "Holy crap, thanks for the clarification." "Bro!" Paul yelled out in frustration. "Where are you coming from?" "He is working very hard to top the college in his last semester to just join our private ground doctor." Albert said, looking at his son Paul.

The man’s name was Gregg, and Gregg tried to use a wad of paper napkins he had in his other hand to see if he could wipe off the coffee on Paul’s suit jacket. “It’s okay. It was an accident, don’t worry about it,” Paul told Gregg through his soft-spoken voice and his warm Texas drawl. He gave the man a gentle smile. Paul studied Gregg’s bright red beard and his military crew cut. He studied the man’s eyeglasses and a tattoo on the man’s left arm that said, I love my wife and daughter.

Paul leaned forward and placed a file on the table but proceeded to retrieve his phone from his trouser pocket. “Here, watch this.” he stretched his device. I paid rapt attention to the court proceedings, after a few minutes I smiled at the reality that I have the best team. “Thank you,” I whispered to Paul. With arms wide open he smirked, “What would you do without me in your life? I am your world…” “Fuck you, Paul, I will return the favor someday. Becoming number one sure looks impressive in the stock market chart, Gavin deserves a raise!” I replied.

Each breath was becoming more ragged as he began caving under the pressure. "P-Perhaps you've h-heard of my father Gerald Fitzer? Y-Your club and him did some business in the past.. He told me how much he respects you and your work." "Ah yes Gerald! I remember him! No backbone at all, raised a nasty little crotch goblin, think his name was Paul. Veery spoiled that one. How is your father!?" Paul decided it would definitely be in his best interest to ignore the jab at him being a crotch goblin. But seeing he responded kindly about his father Paul figured he would use that. "He's doing great, he told me you were one of his favorite clients."

Gary whisper-yells at Paul. "Sorry. I just don't get why he would be after the Stones." Paul remarks, keeping his voice low. "I'm not certain, but I think he's interested in one of their new projects. But I don't know why. The project has been kept under wraps. But I heard it's meant to be revolutionary. Whatever it is, must be worthwhile for the Reaper to have taken an interest."