Steve Gee Novels & Stories

Steve lifted her off his feet and circled around with Sindhu still in his arms. "I missed you so much, sis. It's soo good to see you. God, I missed you.", Steve said still hugging her tightly. Steve let go of Sindhu only when he heard someone cough behind them. Steve carefully placed Sindhu back at her feet and turned to the source of the voice. "And you are??", Steve asked in a stern, authoritative voice trying to intimidate Gautham. But since he was several years younger than Gautham and Shreya, his naivety showed very apparently.

“Right. Yeah. Uh, leather seats… very soft. You can tell money’s comfortable here.” Kathalina bit back a smile. “Steve,” she said gently, amusement in her voice. “I’m just saying!” Steve whispered, leaning slightly toward her. “Next time, at least warn me before we ride with a CEO. I almost left my confidence upstairs.” Thirdie’s mouth twitched, not quite a smile, but close. “You’re her assistant?” Steve straightened, his nervousness returning. “Yes, sir. Production head and part-time miracle worker.” “Part-time comedian, too,” Kathalina murmured, her tone teasing.

“Let me tell you all something. Master Steve is the son of Star Chaebol’s representative. He’s also good at literature and martial arts. He’s quite the capable man! “Now that he’s here, it shouldn’t take long before Buckwood, or maybe the entire South Light’s market, is under Star Chaebol’s control! “Regency Enterprise will surely take off if you’re willing to work with the Star Chaebol. It wouldn’t be too big of a problem to be one of the listed groups too!” Brock Park was showing a face full of pride, even more so when he talked about Steve Lee himself. According to Brock, Steve was Country J’s true pride and joy. Not a lot of people from Country H could even compare to a big character suc

Few minutes after Steve left to fetch Precious from school, Joe received a call that informing him that Steve was arrested for beating a black teacher. No one seems to know what triggered the incident. According to the report from witnesses, Steve collected Precious, told her to wait in the car while he went to find Mr Simpson and punched him repeatedly until he was dragged by the police.

Epilogue - Miley's Point-of-View Steve was sentenced to death. Before the execution, I went to see him one last time. Through the iron bars, he taunted, "Miley, you cost me the career I cared about most, and I cost you the sister you loved most. Guess we're even." I didn't take the bait. Instead, I kept my voice calm as I replied, "Steve, according to your plan, your wife, son, and parents should be safely out of the country by now, right?"

The audience immediately went silent, whispering to each other as Steve walked up to the stage. “You are good now, let me take care of this.” He whispered to me and pulled me behind him. Only then did I realize just how much I had fallen for Steve. How my eyes searched for him whenever danger was near, how his presence brought a calm to my soul. How his broad shoulders have sheltered me during rainy days. “What… is…that?” Elizabeth said. “Steve turned to the judges and the audience. “This right here is CCTV footage showing that this result was rigged.”

At the age of twenty one years old , Steve started the Gabste company which was now grown with several branches in the country and outside. He had started the company from scratch without being helped by anyone. Mr Hawkins was not aware of its existence until four years later when he wanted a collaboration with that upcoming company which was doing very well. He did his own research only to realize that his own son was the owner of the company. He was proud of him. He was someone he had brought up and he was happy seeing him prosper. Steve was a renowned business man that remained mysterious many people not knowing his real appearance. The main aim of starting the company was that he wanted

Zee protested “Do it yourself!” Steve ordered before hanging up the phone in anger. Halfway across the world, the man, named Zee, sat in his dark study and stared at his phone in frustration, it was late at night and the only reason why Steve was able to reach him was because he was working late into the night. This was also another very rare thing apart from the fact that Steve had a temper, the Steve he knew, never got worked up and never called him late at night knowing his phone was always switched off when he was asleep.

"What... what are you doing here? And why are you with her?" Steve didn't even look at his sister. He looked straight at Spencer, a cold, predatory smile playing on his lips. "Good evening, Spencer," Steve said, his voice echoing in the silent room. "I heard you were looking for an investor to save your little Gala. I brought someone who might be interested in... acquisitions." I stepped forward, the black dress shimmering like oil on water. I looked at Spencer—really looked at him—and realized for the first time how small he was.

And as soon as he turned on the television, the channel that popped up was talking about the wealthiest young man in the country —which was Lim Walter. Steve got angry and switched off the TV immediately. Why was the entire country going crazy about this silly guy Lim? Couldn't he just rest a day without that stupid name coming up? That motherfucker! He promised to make him kneel someday! His phone buzzed on the table and he glared at it. It was Old April. Maybe Dennis wanted to talk to him again. Quickly, Steve pulled himself together and picked up the call. "Hello Old April," he said gently.