Sir Billiam Novels & Stories

When he had finished I remained silent for a moment before asking him quietly: “Are you quite certain that the facts are exactly as you have just told me. There is nothing you have left out?” Sir William sipped his whisky and soda and considered for a moment. “I don’t think I’ve forgotten anything. We were playing Baccarat when that wretched actress came rushing into the room and shouted ‘Murder!’ I ran to the library and saw the body and immediately telephoned the mainland.” “Did you see the mysterious assailant making his escape?” DI Silver asked. “No, I didn’t.” “Did anyone see the attacker?” I persisted. “I don’t think so,” Sir William responded quickly. Too quickly for my liking.

2 MONTHS LATER. Brian's POV. Two months have passed and the snow has melted. Spring has come, and Millie has been getting a lot better. Her leg was no longer injured. But a scar still remained on her leg. I had been preapring for Wilson. Each day I would get up before dawn while Millie still slept and I would work out and build up my muscles. i was getting all my slaughter rooms ready for his arrival. Whoever he may bring with him would be slaughterd as well. I had to protect my Millie, she was so precious to me. So beautiful and I was not gonna let him take her away from me. It then hit me, I have been working so hard getting my castle inside and outside ready for an attack that I wanted to

Bill instantly conceded, respectfully lowering his gaze, "Sir, may I leave?" Samuel chuckled lightly, speaking indifferently, "Go ahead." Hearing that chuckle, Bill felt his hair stand on end.

She now finally had the opportunity to bully, expose and humiliate him in front of the women who were deeply obsessed with him. “Sir William isn’t gay. He’s a good gentleman. His family shouldn’t have judged him for not having any record of girls he would have been with. I look up at sir William as someone who is waiting for someone at the right time as he focused on his career. And here you are now,” the driver added, smiling softly through the mirror at Valentine. She only frowned in response but managed to pull up a small smile. Humiliating William would not be a good idea for her to do. The words ‘thank you’ escaped from her mouth as she looked outside the window. The driver apologized t

He hadn’t really had time to remember their faces back then and he doubted that had changed. “And finally, we have the west wing team. They’re ones responsible for your rooms, of course. Miss Green, Miss Cameron, Miss Banks, Miss Humphrey and the latest addition to our staff Miss Smith,” Mrs Patterson introduced, sounding every bit proud of her ability to hire the best and overseeing the household.

"Good afternoon Sir," Jack and Alice said it together. Hearing that, she came to her senses. The old man is the owner of this company, William Wills. He looked to have crossed 50 but despite his age he looked fit and perfectly healthy. 'I wonder if Stefen and Mr. William are somehow connected. They do have the same surname.' Jasmine mused. "Good afternoon Sir," she said it with a smile. "Good afternoon Sir," Stefen's voice followed hers.

We have prepared everything for your arrival. - Bene. Qualcuno ha chiamato? (Good. Someone called?) - Sì, he signor Romano ha chiesto di fissare an inconstrois he prima possible. (Yes, Mr. Romano asked to fix a meeting as quickly as possible.) I watch them exchange with an ease that I could never match. Alessandro, in its element, gives off an imposing, almost intimidating aura. It is not the same man as in Dubai. Here, he is even safer, more powerful.

“…and it isn’t a suspicion, but a fact—for the dead knight, Sir William, confirmed it hours before his death.” “Who is it?” “It’s no other person, but your Beta…Beta Jameson.”

She said as if they were acquaintances. Gerardo, Or preferably Mr Williams was quite a contrast to Louisa’s bubbly attitude. Mr Williams had dark caramel skin, his skin was shining like it was illuminated by the sun. His choice of outfit wasn't as creative as Louisa’s, It was rather a subtle choice that matched Grace's outfit a lot. Like Louisa and Grace, He had a white button-up shirt dress tucked neatly in his suede pants, His choice of shoes were simple as well he wore a brown leather shoe and black socks to match. Mr Williams had a lighter shade of brown eyes, quite lighter than Louisa's, His lips were Matt dark quite similar to his skin colour . He however had white shiny teeth that sto

he called out, voice rough but amused. I raised an eyebrow. “It’s Bianca.” He tilted his head, blew out a slow stream of smoke. “Cu.....te. I’m Trevor. But everyone calls me Trev.” He glanced at Lily and then back at me, and for a second, his whole expression softened. “Is she yours?” he asked. “Yup. She’s the real boss.” He smiled small, crooked, but warm and nodded before stepping back inside, letting the door shut with a dull thud.