Paul Muad'dib 소설 & 이야기

Justin licked his lips as Marian carefully glanced at the people as Paul made his way towards the lobby without his bodyguards. The people struck their hearts in awe as Paul Sy, who was the head of the Sy Group of Companies right after his father died, was walking down the hallways of the Perpetual Medical Center without notice and without anyone who was guarding his back. Marian and Justin looked so belittled behind him as they stopped right at the elevators. The nurses who were passing by through the hallways were murmuring at each other, anticipate how Paul Sy was looking so hot with his long-sleeved top and the slacks that hung by his hips. His features were undeniable and he still looke

Things like that are not easy to get over. He skimmed through the information he had about Muhammed Raymond and his companions. He was a Pakistani army officer of high rank. He fought alongside American forces as an ally during Operation Desert Storm. He was awarded a prestigious medal and is rumored to be very close to the Major General who helped overthrow the Pakistani president in 1999. In short, there are quite a few powerful people in the man's guild.

Paul was absolutely terrified. He crawled and knelt in front of the old man. He lowered his head and kept admitting his mistakes. “Mr. Kern, why are you here?” The old man snorted, stared coldly at the fat man in front of him, and asked, “Who are you?” Sweating profusely, Paul introduced himself. “M-My name is Paul Childe. I’m the president of Mekar Group in Orienta and the director of Mekar Group’s headquarters in Sendona. It's an honor to meet you.”

"I am so sorry. Mr. Sica is presently in a meeting but you can tell me whatever you have in mind." There was an eerie silence once more. Would I really tell her that some miracle child of Nikolas Sica was lying in the hospital? I was one of the hundreds on that lost and would definitely be taken unseriously. I made a promise not to lie though so I kept good on my excuse. "It is a private issue. Could you just tell him its a message from Alva." Nikolas Sica was a man whore so that could bait him in but the reply of the woman stunned me.

He’d participated in the Mafia world to gain power that would help him with his revenge plan. Now exactly 22 years later, 28 years old Dmitri, a billionaire with hazel green eyes, the proper masculine physique, perfect face cut, impressive height of 6’2”, is a typical introverted, observative, arrogant and quick-witted person, who doesn’t want anyone in his life, especially a woman. He runs his companies in the line of electricals, Machinery, software and textiles apart from other investment businesses like equestrian, casinos and resorts in foreign countries. He manages both legal and illegal work perfectly. He’d also become one of the most successful and eligible businessmen in America.

“It’s so easy for me to lure him from the oil spill issue. Don’t worry. None of your raw materials is damage. See to it, he is your secretary…. He would take care of your affairs, but sometimes he could be reluctant—“ “Let him go!” Connor obnoxiously interrupts his words. He looks sharply, but Din points him his gun. “Never look like that to my lord. I will blow your head,” Din said in warning of his manners. However, Davon puts his hand down. “Never touch the young master. He is not our interest.” Din follows his order and behaves by his side. “Oh…. Paul may be handsome, but he is a killer. He is my killing machine before, and it all change when he met that Beatrix! Paul’s being shadowed by

Then, he walked over to the window and calmly set his phone on the sill. Paul owned the world’s largest smuggling group. He was a member in good standing at Thermae Balneae. He controlled the trading of underground arms. He planned armed terrorist activities while preventing presidents and governments from taking countermeasures against him. He was a famous killer, extremely cold and cruel - and he was not used to being yelled at or hung upon. “That bitch!” he hissed under his breath. There was a naked woman on the bed, and she could see that he was tense, so she got up and wrapped her arms around Paul. “My body is so hot,” she murmured. “Come back to bed, okay? Don’t you want to fool around

“I’m afraid I haven’t made any progress. So far, there’s nothing new. But I do have news.” He sounds quite disappointed. “What news do you have then?” I ask him. “Crimson moon pack was invaded. They left no survivors. Both children and mothers, all dead.” He says I remove the phone from my ear, hold it to my forehead. “FUCK!” I shout. “They took Alpha Tate and his beta.” Alpha Elias says. “Thank you, Alpha Elias.” I appreciate him for telling me. This is a grievous loss. This can’t go on. Something has to be done, and end this.

One person. 'Madie!'

My phone fell out and Paul picked up my phone and answered it . ©#KCMmuoe