Romans & histoires Sir Kazio

Only the sound of the aircon and typing on the keyboard could be heard. ~~~~~ Amara: “Please Evelyn, I promise you will not be in trouble because of this. I will explain it to my brother.” ~~~~~ Evelyn could only sigh before answering Amara’s questions. Evelyn: “Sir Kaizer isn’t here at the moment. He is currently on a business trip.” ~~~~~ Amara: “Then, when will he be coming back?” ~~~~~ Evelyn: “Sorry Miss Amara, but I cannot give you additional information. That is what Sir ordered and we only comply.”

Kaizer was quite disappointed by the enormous ruined coliseum he entered. It was old and weak and he couldn't imagine it was a hideout of someone in the caliber of Saturnio. He expected some class since Saturnio was once a big name on his country. The old mage had worked once for his grandfather, that was why he knew him. But, Saturnio wasn't fit to be a forever servant. Kaizer's grandfather and Saturnio were so much alike. They were both evil and greedy of power and so they ended up fighting each other for that.

I pick up my glass, a gin martini, and take a sip, keeping him in my sights over the rim of the glass. I put the glass down. “Who recommended you?” I ask, finally breaking the tense silence. “Does that matter?” He counters. “Yes.” I admit. “Some clients have been blacklisted. We have to make sure that any of their associates are also not permitted.” He breathes a couple of times before answering. “Kieran Voss.” He states, and I feel my stomach lurch uncomfortably. I didn’t know that Kieran was a member. Maybe he's assigned to one of the other girls. Kieran works in the IT department at the office.

They all laughed. “Well, you’re here, huh? Maybe you and I should go on a date instead?” Sir Pedro said, flirting with Kaizer who was standing behind Louis’ family. He quickly ran into the apartment, Sir Pedro ran after him. Sir Pedro was about the same age as Elaine’s father, but he acted more like a teenager when he flirts.. “Let’s go inside,” Elaine said. They saw Kaizer holding a broom while Sir Pedro slowly approached him. Mr. Natividad cleared his throat, which made the older man stop what he was doing.

He approached Shio and stood right in front of the guardian spirit. "Shio, I have something to ask you." Shio was silent and looked back at Keanu. "Do you know about Kenzo and Khanza's life stories in the past?" "Yes. So is the fact that Mr. Keanu is a direct descendant of master Kenzo and master Khanza." Shio's way of conveying that fact ... don't tell me that Shio ... "You lived with Kenzo and Khanza in the past, Shio?" ### "Do you like it, Za?"

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

CHAPTER 74: Real Love And Emotions No one’s POV: Kaizer was in his apartment unit, sitting on his desk with a serious face. He was trying to contact Zuno but Zuno was unreachable. Kaizer rested his elbows on his table desk and rubbed his chin as he furrowed his eyebrows, wondering why Zuno had been unreachable since the moment he last met him.

Carter said, as he looked at him. “Carter, is it? I’m Kai’s father, and on that authority, I’ll do as I see fit. Let’s see who has the guts to take me on,” Kiran said calmly, as he watched Carter. Kai had told Kiran about Carter and he agreed with Kai, Carter had the makings of a great Zeta, and he could sense his loyalty to Kai. “Yes, sir,” Carter said. “Now leave us, the Princess is quite safe with me,” Kiran said, and turned back to the windows.

Fresh buns and two thermo glasses of hot coffee appeared from the bag that the cook gave to Zarq. I hurriedly shoved the food into my mouth without tasting it. All my thoughts were occupied by my father. We slowly climbed to the top. Zark was silent. I tried all the way to figure out where we were going. “Come,” Zark stopped abruptly and I ran into his back. - Where did you come? He gestured at a small slab of black marble near the top, stepping back so I could get a good look. On the stove in golden letters in the rays of the morning sun burned the inscription: “Alexander Kedano. Head of the Southern Clan."

he said. " That's not it Sir, I was hoping there will be another way " I said. " I don't know of any.......that's your job, find a way " he said. " uhmm, Sir.......do you know if this Mr Jackson has any business partners or anyone close to him" I asked. " Hold on a minute let me check " he said then I waited. " Yeah,...he has a number two his name is Zaza Thabo, A South African man" he said.