The Long Awaited Mr Han Novels & Stories

He went closer to her and whispered. Elsa blinked but did not reject his approach in anyway. "Thank you for your help" She smiled. Mr. Han kissed her lips the next moment without giving her time to refuse. Her eyes widened as she struggled to stop the man but soon she gave up and let him continue. "I have everything, Money, Power and I can satisfy you. So would you prefer me or your weak husband" Han let her go and took out a wipe to clean his hands and lips. "Who do you think you are?! I'm married and I have nothing to do with you!" Elsa stared at him and stated but Mr. Han just chuckled and looked at her with a mocking smile.

I must have spaced out. “Yes?” ​ “This is for you, Mrs. Davenhall,” he said, setting a small brown parcel on my table. ​ “For me?” I frowned. “From who?” I wasn’t expecting anything from anyone. ​ “From a particular Mr. M. The delivery man said you were expecting it.” With that, he walked away. ​ Delivery man? My eyes drifted back to the window. ​ The figure was still there. Still watching. ​ First of all, who the hell is Mr. M?And is he the one standing outside right now, staring straight at me?

“What are you doing here?” “Mr. Davenport invited me,” he said with a casual shrug. This man’s ego is bigger than his entire being . “I am one of the charity’s largest donors.” Of course, he was. The universe clearly had a twisted sense of humor. “Well, enjoy the evening,” I said briskly, turning to leave. “Wait.” His hand brushed my arm lightly, stopping me in my tracks. The contact sent a jolt through me, but I masked it with a neutral expression.

He tried to sound pitiful, but his handsome grin couldn't hide his mischievous nature. "Okay. If you insist." I finally gave in. There was no way I could resist this charming fellow anymore. His driver with a bow opened the car door and I sat beside Mr hottie. " Sweet Jeez! I just hope this is not a dream. If it is, Kira, don't even think of waking up from this one." I silently prayed. Soon the driver turned on the ignition. I loved the way the car smelt. A mixture of scented rose and his strong cologne, with an atmosphere screaming "I'm freaking rich!

KYLIAN "Good morning, Mr. Stiles?" I rose, extending my hand towards the bald headed, middle aged man. His appearance was impeccable; well combed blonde hair, even though it was thinning, his finely ironed charcoal grey suit and polished black loafers. He was average height, had a slightly robust build that I didn't have to ask how it came about. He had money...or more rightly put, he had made money off the pain and desolation of a young girl whose parents had entrusted the wrong man to secure their daughter's future with.

Han "Mr.Han.....How did you recognise Mrs. Han was your mate" Mr.Han gave an awkward smile "Errr.....haha... actually..." He's hesitating "I....actually it's....the pheromones that attract each other..." Mr.Han barely whispered "You'll know when your mate is 18 as well" "So....You mean to say...My mate is not yet 18. that's why I'm not able to find my mate" Mr.Han nodded "In some cases....one of them turn 18 first and will have to wait until their fated make is 18 too for them to feel each other's pheromones and recognise"

Helping Mr. Gang Leader . Chapter 22: My name … my real name. It’s Ezekiel. . There was the oddest expression on Rio’s face when Gianna gave him one last look. It was unlike anything Gianna had seen from him before. She didn’t know what the look meant, or why she was getting it. But then there was the barest hint of a smile, and it was even more unsettling than the look before.

“Sir, I brought the doctor you requested to help retrieve Mrs. Todd’s memories. I have already cleared your schedule for the day and plan to return to the office and continue with paperwork unless you have other instructions.” The man’s gaze finally made its way toward Angel and he did a double take. She frowned. Why was he looking at her like that? Come to think of it…this person looked familiar somehow. She was almost certain she knew this face. “Who are you?” He finally snapped out of his staring. “Mark Hanover, ma’am. I’m Mr. Todd’s executive assistant. We’ve met many times.”

Mr Han Junior just came out of his room and met Mr Watson. At this time, Mr. Watson was so surprised to see Mr Han Junior's different appearance that he couldn't say anything else. He had never expected that Mister Han Junior would turn out to be so young and mighty. Even though her face was still wrinkled, it looked fresher and brighter this time.

Why is he so irritated this time? When Mr. Johnson exits the elevator, I'm surprised. He's young. Well, younger than I imagined. I mentally thank myself for dressing up a bit more today. He is tall, with blonde hair cut just above his shoulders, blue eyes, and a thick beard. Based on his size, I can imagine his physique underneath the suit. I stand up to greet him. He is almost as big as Ryan. "Mr. Johnson! Good afternoon!" "Good afternoon!" He quickly looked me up and down, making me blush. "Follow me. Mr. Ryan is waiting," he nods.