The Mayor 4 Novels & Stories

The Mayor stood across from her, a large paper clenched in his hand. "This is a short notice, sir. More time is what we need," Maya was saying, her voice straining to remain professional. "The firm just isn't in the best state at the moment, and we–" "We don't run this district with words," he cut in. "Money, Maya. Money! That's what it is." I inhaled a sharp breath, causing them to finally notice my presence. The Mayor startled a bit, but regained his composure. "What's going on here? "I asked, eyes snapping from Maya's pale and worried face to the Mayor's thunderous expression that had gone soft since he noticed my presence.

"Actually Mayor Hertz, they are looking for their son Carlos." The mayor frowned, "Carlos? I haven't heard of any Carlos" he looked at the man "are you sure he is here sir?" "Who are you?" The man asked. "I'm Tobias Hertz, the mayor. Who are you?" The man smiled but he didn't answer, "are you sure there is no stranger amongst you? My informant has never been wrong."

“When she walked in.” “I gathered.” “And of being a stalker.” “I got that too.” “Dad.” My voice comes out very flat. “I’m just filling in the gaps.” He straightens up, setting his mug down, and moves toward us with the expression he gets when something is about to become official. “Roman, thi is my daughter, Natalia.” “Natalia.” He looks at me. Then at the man beside me. “This is Roman Volkov.” Roman… He looks back at me with absolutely no readable expression whatsoever. “The new mayor.”

GH001! Tom felt as though he was struck by lightening. Fear filled his face and shock dread filled his heart. Maybe an unknown fact to most people but Tom was aware that the plate GH001 belonged to the mayor of Taadi. Oh God! The mayor himself is here! He cried in his heart. A man of medium built, aged forty or so but already with streaks of white in his hair exited his vehicle with an air of elegant justice. A group of his men followed suit. This man was Taadi's mayor, John Mahama.

One senator whispered to another over the committee table: > “If Marquez starts naming names, we’re finished.” The mayor, standing before a window, allowed himself a rare smile. For weeks, his administration had been under fire for failing to protect citizens from organized crime. Now, he could spin this as victory. Cameras would soon crowd his press conference room, and he would deliver the lines already rehearsed in his head: > “This is a new dawn for our city. Justice has prevailed.” Yet even as he prepared, the mayor knew the truth: Marquez’s fall wasn’t his doing. It came from betrayal, from a trusted man selling him out. That, too, was a lesson. Power was fragile, slippery, impossible

“I’ll see who it is.” When I opened the door, Vincent stood there. He looked… off. Not agitated. Not guarded. Just pale, eyes dark with something heavy he hadn’t figured out how to name yet. “I’m sorry,” he said immediately. “I know I’m interrupting.” “It’s fine,” I replied slowly. “What is it?” He hesitated, then spoke, each word deliberate. “Boss… the Mayor is dead.” The air left my lungs. “What?” I said.

He smacked her ass hard, the sound echoing through the room. Natasha yelped, her body jolting forward. The mayor grinned, his hand rubbing the red mark he'd left on her skin. "Your ass is fucking amazing," he growled, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself behind her. Natasha pushed back against him, her body begging for more. The mayor spat on his cock, stroking it a few times before pressing the head against her pussy. He entered her slowly, his eyes rolling back as her tightness enveloped him.

“He showed up at my mother’s house to see my daughter. The daughter he didn’t want. The daughter he signed away. The daughter he told me to get rid of.” I feel my anger rising all over again. “So fuck him.” Sienna slowly leans forward. “Maya…” I look her dead in the eye. “Gabby’s father is Mayor Stanley Rogers.” The room explodes. Sienna literally spits water everywhere. London starts bouncing because she thinks it’s funny. Keisha looks completely lost. “Who the hell is Mayor Stanley Rogers?” I blink at her. “The mayor of Evanston.” Keisha’s eyes widen. “Oh. Long money.”

He bit his tongue in frustration. It could not be. Mayor John was a man of integrity. He did not expect a man with such values to have a fetish for four-eyed women like Christina. Perhaps it was only for show. Maybe Mayor John was actually a wild animal deep down his heart. What was harder to digest was the fact that the four-eyed girl was actually into the old man as well. A dramatic love scene between the two played in his mind. If people knew what was going on, they would definitely dub them as a shameless pair.

Strike 1 shot 1 I smiled and high fived Raven as people around cheered. The bees have left their marks in form of clawing nails but I didn't care. I was enjoying my small victory when my eyes landed on his and an irritated look was plastered on his face. But soon it was replaced with an arrogant smirk like he was challenging me Game on Your Majesty I was moving forward with the ball when a wall-like thing stood in front of me. Looking up I found him blocking my advances and his arms opened widely blocking my frame. His cologne made my already heated cheeks a shade redder and I tried controlling my feeling right now.