Pleasing Mr. Parker Novels & Stories

“That's not for you to decide. Fuck, you haven't even spoken to the kid. No, he's not her boyfriend.” Not caring about what he was going to say next, I walked up to Xavier. “I—i wasn't trying to go inside, I promise.” “Chill, kid. I want to thank you for what you did that day and I want to apologize for my security’s manners.” His shoulders relaxed and his eyes brightened. “I understand, Mr. Blackwell. No need to thank me. Eliana is my friend. Friend's show up for each other.” Such a cool kid.

he nodded again, good I’m glad he was following. “Right now, a little birdie told me about a certain deal you’re about to sign with Mr Parker over here,” I smiled inwardly. Anytime I say the little ‘birdie’ part Jeremy always lets out a grunt, he knows who the little birdie is and I’m sure he hates it. “Ah…yes,” he looked at Mr Parker hesitantly. “I want it,” I told him without beating around the bush. Go straight to the point because I don’t have the whole time of this fucking world.

"Dr. Parker, you're such a good person. I don't think I've properly said thank you... and... I'm sorry." "Hmm?" Dr. Parker was momentarily taken aback. "Why apologize?"

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> She should be angry. Should tell him he had no right. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> But part of her, the part that was exhausted and sore and overwhelmed....was grateful someone else was making decisions. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Finish eating," he said. "Then we'll get you into a bath. Soak out some of the soreness. And then I'll drive you to work."

She suited that office perfectly. Thankfully, Parker let me decorate our house so it looked just like my office, bright and colorful. He'd never complained about it too so he must be okay with it. I passed by Mrs Meyer on the way in but she stubbornly kept her head bent over a file she was working on and didn't acknowledge me. 'Humph!' I turned my nose up and walked past her, studiously ignoring her too. There was a man standing right in front of Parker's door. I instinctive took a step back when I saw him.

G: “How’s shopping going?” I replied; *“Can’t find anything I like.” Then added a pouty face emoji. *Mr. G: “That’s because nothing does justice to your beauty.” My pulse tripped. Damn, Graham got lines. *Mr. G: “I’m sorry we didn’t get to spend the morning together. I’ll make it up to you. Promise.” Goosebumps raced down my arms, my center got excited. *“I look forward to it.” I replied.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again," she pleaded, hoping to appeal to her boss's empathetic side. Miss Evanna maintained her silence, leaving Asa in a state of uneasy anticipation. Finally, the stern expression on Miss Evan's face softened slightly. After a few heart-stopping moments of silence, she said, "I'll consider your plea." A wave of relief washed over Asa. "Thank you, ma'am," she managed to say, her heart still pounding in her chest. She felt a flicker of hope amidst the storm that had been her life recently.

she clarified it for him hoping that he will respond to her confession by accepting it But as she saw his expression, she can't determine whether he's gonna accept or not He who had kept his face as a poker face when she confess, but deep inside in his mind and sould that's been celebrating so hard "Mr. Parker, will you go out with me?"she ask him again, he who had not still emit a slight emotion or words ever since her confession made her feel anxious "I..." She's hopeful that he will say yes to her confession, she's hopeful that he will date her

“Not bad ” “Not bad? Jimi, are you hearing him?” She turned to Jimi Jimi raised his eyebrows at the big boss' answer. Not bad? That show was absolutely super enticing! The anger and wrinkles on Khloe's face gave him a satisfied emotion. The long awaited emotion he has been looking for. “For me, It was amazing, Miss Parker!” He clapped and praised her. That show was golden, it would be better if Miss Parker was an actress than a model because she portrayed that role so perfectly.

All of the stress I faced at work all day will evaporate in an instant every time I come home to his smile, his wet kisses, and the constant I love you’s for me. “Excuse me Ma’am Jill but you have a guest downstairs waiting for you, madam.” I turned to look at Rose who is in the doorway. “Who? Tell whoever he is to wait. I am still having my time with this little man here.” I continued kissing the neck of Zeus who is shrieking and laughing. “Ma’am, he said it’s very important.” “He? Who is he?” “It’s Mr. Trevor Scott, madam.” My eyes widened in shock and surprise. The first thing that had come to my mind is Zeus. He cannot see Zeus. I will not let him see our son now. It’s not yet time.