Novel & Cerita The Mc

"What? Like, be your chauffeur?" Madoc laughed. "Not quite." He slurped at his margarita again. "I need someone who knows their way behind a steering wheel. Sunrise Corporation is going to be asking the MCs for assistance in transporting a large truck of very precious cargo across the border. It'll require some bikers for protection. But it'll also need a blocker car."

The sound of clicking could be heard in the background. Behind the brown mahogany desk sat a man typing furiously on the desktop. The man is Alexandro De Marco. An important and very well known businessman in the business world. The owner of De Marco incorporated. He is handsome, smart, cunning, cold, calculating and sexy as hell. He is known to be a Devil in the world, in short he is a force to reckon with. Women throw themselves at his feet and wish to be by his side and men want to be him. But he's cold demeanor would make you run for the hills.

Beastie threw a dirty glance at the girl and turned back to face the gigantic TV screen. "You know him, always seeing the best in the wrong people," Lisa replied. By this time, McKay who was spinning the DJ controller couldn't help but notice their heated conversation and he didn't want to be left out on it. He soon came down to join them but did not miss the sight of the girl who stood alone and was looking around like a lost confused puppy. She wouldn't even sit down.

“But to the outside world, this entire operation—and the Alpha himself—runs under a different title. Welcome to the Boulderback MC.” I tilted my head, the acronym sounding foreign. “MC?” “Motorcycle club," she nodded, a proud gleam in her eye. “A biker gang.” A gang. I swallowed hard, a sudden wave of panic hitting me. God, what kind of world have I stumbled into? Did I sign up for way more than my human mind can handle?

he Asked surprised “Not even tequila?” He ordered a beer for himself, nothing glamorous or well-regarded at this type of event, and a glass of water for me. “Not even tequila.” “Since when you don´t drink?” More than ten years. “I can’t remember.” I took the glass to my mouth and looked around, hating what I saw. “Mark, what a surprise! I didn't expect to see you here.” Suddenly I didn't want water, I wanted gasoline and a box of matches to use on that woman.

All MC had ever wanted was to see her find happiness and return to the person she used to be, once her revenge was complete. Leaving the scene behind, MC made his way to his room, but his attention was suddenly drawn to a car parked in front of Emine's apartment. Something felt off, and he found himself standing before the window, peering out to see who it could be. He could sense someone watching him, their gaze piercing through the glass.

the gunmen’s head, Maverick said. “Let them move because I need blood,” Mark said, and the threesome laughed. “I can see that there is money in this organization, so we’ve come for ours,” Roman said. “Everyone, lie down now!!” Maverick said. Everyone lay down fearfully and began to grasp for breath. Maverick sauntered towards the dais, he climbed the dais. “Mr. MC, so you could be this fearful. Why not rise up and co-ordinate your audience?” Maverick said and smiled. He used his left shoe to hit the MC’s head. MC couldn’t retaliate, he only feared for his dare life and faced down.

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I love mint choco." He said and I stopped. "Disgusting!" I hissed and he laughed. "Why is that disgusting? It's good." "I feel like brushing my teeth when I eat that flavour." I shook my head. "Do you have a pet?" He asked. "I have a black labrador at home. How about you?" "Really? I have a labrador too!" He said and I turned to him completely surprised. "Millie.. her name." "Blue.. his name." I turned to him and looked at him straight into his eyes.

DD paused watching the change of mood from the both ladies who were smiling from the beginning, she looks at me smirking before completing her speech. "Also you don't decide the shows to do, the company does, if you take a show behind our backs it is instantly a breech of contact and you would be sued. Also No smoking, Drinking excessively or taking drugs or anything reckless at all that doesn't contribute good to your image, remember you are now a celebrity, no longer a nobody people are watching your every move and are waiting for a way to tarnish your image.".

I take a deep breath, feeling the cool morning air fill my lungs. I took the call. "Hello Ann!" I said. "Guess where I am!" She said in her cool tone. Should I act surprised!? "Where!? In the Martin Edward concert. But according to my knowledge, he doesn't have any concerts going on these days!" I said. My best friend is a huge fangirl of Martin Edward, or what she likes to call him, Mouse.