Pleasing Mr. Parker Novels & Stories

Adrien elaborated. “Oh yes, I'm feeling much better now, thanks to you guys and your help at the right time, or else who knows what would have happened today,” Mrs. Parker said, a grateful expression on her face. “We are delighted to be able to assist you,” Adrien replied politely. Mr. Parker cleared his throat to draw everyone's attention to him and said, "We are truly grateful after receiving your assistance, but now that everything is settled, may I inquire as to the reason for your sudden arrival here?"

"Hey, thanks for coming so fast. The sink has been driving me crazy. I'll be in the living room watching the game if you need anything." The plumber stepped inside. His name was Jake. He was tall, probably six-foot-three, with broad, muscular shoulders and thick arms that stretched the sleeves of his tight black t-shirt. His jeans hung low on his narrow hips, and there was something rough and dangerous about the way he carried himself. He gave me a polite nod, but his eyes lingered on my chest for a long second, clearly noticing how my hard nipples were poking obviously through the thin white dress. "Hi, I'm Jake," he said in a deep voice. "Lead the way to the kitchen."

The automated doors slid open and shut behind me. And there he was sitting with legs crossed, in front of my desk. “Good morning, Mr. Marlow.” He looked up and a smile which I can't describe flitted across his lips. He rose without a sound and smoothened the jacket of his tux. “Good morning, Ms. Parker.” He looked me up and down. “I must say, you look exceptionally beautiful this morning,” he added. I forced a smile for courtsey sake and rounded my desk. “Thank you, Mr. Marlow. You're looking well yourself.”

He feels like hell because of this old man fucking threat her ex boss company and for that his wife came seven seas across leaving him all alone. "Btw I hope so you are satisfied by her work and plus you are enjoying yours too", he mocked and the old man cleared his throat while Dia just stared at him like a hawk in disbelief. "Jaan...", she pleaded but he got deaf ears making her curse him internally for embarrassing her. "Um.. Mr. Parker I am sorry for wasting your time. Shall we just complete our work quickly?", she asked Mr. Parker smiled widely at her and said they didn't need to be sorry. And she smiled back at the old man, walking toward them and signed that deal with Krish signing fi

he says, giving me a small kiss on the cheek and shaking Peter’s hand. “Thanks. Are you having fun?” I ask, and Peter nods as he retrieves three napkins with phone numbers and I shake my head. “Are they brain dead?” Carly asks, looking over her shoulder as she gives Parker the cold shoulder. “No, they are alive and kicking and soon they will be with wide legs in my bed,” he says and I can’t help but laugh as Carly pulls a face looking at Parker. “You are disgusting,” she says and Parker leans closer to her ear and I can tell that her body is rock.

I sighed, looking down, flustered. The guy from the hall walked in after I heard the office door open. Mrs. Parker turned around to greet him. He stared at me as if he were looking at my soul or something. He had the most mesmerizing honey-brown eyes. I shook my head back to attention. “Mrs. Parker, I am going to change my clothes, “I told her as I walked past him. “Okay, hun, hurry back so we can do the tour,” she added sweetly with a mischievous grin.

Elias got his Alpha title, though, so maybe she's really dead. While I was getting ready, Parker walked in our room. He smiled when he saw me, reminding me of how gorgeous he is. Whenever he touches me, the sparks were too much to hide. I would want to instantly drop to my knees and give him one of the best blowjobs that I could muster up. But then, the memory kept on replaying in my mind, killing my mood each time. I don't know how he hasn't exploded as yet. His willpower is strong, I tell you. "Hey beautiful, heading off to somewhere?" Parker asked, as he wraps his arms around me. I smiled and nodded my head.

I pointed out. "I am sorry Miss, I just got distracted. I think I heard someone singing" he said smirking. wow, great, just great

Happens that they have. "Mr. Park stepped in to help a lady who was being harassed. The two are strangers, and the incident was purely coincidental. He asks you all to respect the lady's privacy and keep looking forward to new things from Park Entertainment." Did he really say that, or is that just the standard reply from the PR team? Either way, I can't think of a better statement. This time round, there's little negative energy in the comments. "See, guys? No need to harass the poor woman."

Carl was ruthless! "It was me!" Maverick gritted his teeth. "I made the incredibly, unbelievably, super-duper, awful pancakes." Carl's expression grew darker. "Don't call them awful!" He went to the table and took a bite of it. Maverick followed him. "How is it? It's awful, aren't they? I wasn't lying, right? Sigh. You only ever remember me when you're in trouble." Carl glared at Maverick. "They're delicious!"