President Nagatoro Novels & Stories

I place the sheet of notes on the pile of papers on my desk and focus on the numbers on the laptop screen. Due to two previous attacks, he will not be able to walk again any time soon, the machine gun did not kill him, but left him in a wheelchair, it is clear that whoever ambushed him was killed by his men, the spy was killed in the escape. “ When I called Ragnar.” I lean back in my wheelchair and look at Nobunaga, who’s sitting across the table from me . “I need him to arrange two additional shipments this month.” “He has already negotiated the quantities with Giovanni for the quarter. I am not sure if the Mexicans can double it in such a short time.”

he asked. “Because the lady is curious, Prez. Won’t you help her with it?” Rohan’s voice sounded pleading. “You don’t have to,” I quickly announced. “I mean, I don’t want to impose. I just want a quick explanation not a demonstration.” I glared at Rohan who seemed to be enjoying his time challenging the president. “Shhh, that’s fine Daniella,” he waved his hands. “The president here doesn’t want to bring his members down, especially yo—”

he asked. No one answered immediately. One of them swallowed, shifting under the weight of Kane's stare. "...Boss," he muttered. Of course. Kane nodded once. Slow. Like he expected nothing less. Then he reached for Mona. He pulled her into him, his hand wrapping around her wrist as he guided her away from the scene without another word. "M—Kane, I swear I didn't—" "I know." He didn't let her finish. Didn't let her doubt herself for even a second.

A laptop was sent to the president's condominium, along with a live video of the president wife getting tortured. Eka and Roy gathered in the condo living room, Roy’s great distaste in the video greatly shown in his calm expression. Eka could only lament his failure in seeing the outcome of his arrogance.

the president said, his tone friendly. Sandro turned his attention back to me. “You shouldn’t be here, Nadia,” he said, his voice dripping with arrogance. “Have you come to beg for money, food, or what? You should already know that you don't belong here. You're not fit for this place, and we shall continue to remind you.” The president looked at me, his expression flat. “Leave now, or I’ll deal with you how I deem fit,” he warned, his tone cold. “I'm done with you,” he added, stressing the words.

“Don't do anything first. Got it? I'll call you back as soon as I can.” Until the two pair eyes separated, Alastor did not respond to the president's warning. Even so, the president knew that his agent could understand and hear everything. On the outside it looks like a stubborn person and doesn't care about anything. But actually N will think a lot, repeatedly for the sake of always being careful in everything before making a decision.

Adam squeezed her palm feeling happy after the tension from the last couple of weeks. On the other hand, this is the day where Nathan is supposed to take up his official duties as the president for the first time. So he was seen escorting inside the President building along with a dozen body guards wearing black. "Mr. President, this way please" the deputy President, who is a lady named Dorothy Perkins escorted Nathan inside his cabin. Nathan followed after her, but everyone stopped abruptly when they saw a beautiful young woman sitting on Nathan's desk while eating a lollipop.

Kaze looked at Naix and said indifferently, “I don’t know if Kiefer Heartano will be happy with us but I know I am going to get the rights. “If you’re expecting us to make fools of ourselves or harbor any ill intention, I’d suggest you drop it. Otherwise, you won’t just be crawling out of Gwake Corporation—it’ll be much worse.” “Really?” Naix raised his brows scornfully. “Kaze Lee, everyone can talk big but if you think talking big is enough, then I can also say that I am the president of the world.” “I’ve already given you a warning, it’s up to you if you want to take it seriously or not,” Kaze said with a smile and then pointed at the red carpet. “See this?” “What?” Naix grunted.

He rechecked his watch, "I think it is high time I place before you all, President Nikolai, in the open," Noah darted his face away, eyes raised to the sky. Poor guy. He even felt more sorry for Noah, who had insisted on being by his side, Refusing to be pushed aside. Nico pushed all of the thoughts down the drain. It was high time he focused on this, "As most of you have suspected, yes, I shaped a life to get in the position of the President of Italy." The room was pin-drop silent. He could make out the man with the baseball cap squeezing through the crowd. He blinked away the picture from his head.

Yahiko’s words alerted Charlie. He asked, “Mr. Ito, do you know the Nippon Steel President well?” “Yes!” Yahiko answered seriously, “The name of the Nippon Steel President is Watanabe Shinwa, and we have a deep friendship.” Charlie nodded and said, “Can you ask whether he has worked together with any Oskian companies recently? If yes, please ask him for the name of that company.” Yahiko immediately replied, “Alright, Mr. Wade. I’ll ask him now.”