The Naive Mr Lu Novels & Stories

the smirk was visible on his face, it was a direct cut on my chest. I stared back at Mr Jensen's figure. He nodded his head and assured me that nothing will go wrong. "Y-yes!" I almost choked. "Interesting, girls! embrace yourself for the terrible situation because we are going to have a miracle here."

I want to show you the game from another perspective. Talia (online) — I didn’t need any of that, really. Mr. X (online) — Talia, just relax, okay? Turn off the automatic mode of your avatar and forget everything around you. Just read my words and do what I tell you. I do what he asked, turn off the automatic and relax facing the dialogue screen. Mr. X is typing… ***

I blink five times and my vision I cleared. In front of me stands a very, very sexy Mason. Shirtless might I add. His hair is messy but he manages to pull it off. His shirtless abdomen is chiseld to perfection. Abs all prominent and shit. His sweats hang low very on his hips and his face is sleep filled. His gorgeous brown eyes are half closed and his lips are puffy. Perfection. That's the word to describe this specimen in front of me. I should really stop giving him all these weird names.

He's looking directly at me for one short second before turning to Millie when she starts talking again. Instead of the usual casual wear of jeans and t-shirt that I normally see him don, or if we were to be honest nowadays I see him more in his underwear or the lack of it, well, today he definitely looked different in that charcoal grey suit, radiating the aura of a leader. So his name is Luca? L.L.S. Luca Sinclair. He's not a millionaire as I imagined before? He actually works? Not inherit money or has a trust fund, coming from a wealthy, influenced family?

"Don't make light of Mr. Laney now. He's internationally renowned, and not your average savant." Sue remained uninterested. "Not your average savant? The man in that lab is himself a famous miracle worker. Do you think you'd win against him?"

Amber Pov "Night bar?" suddenly asked the handsome man who didn't seem to like what he heard. "Yes, Mr. Salvatore. My stepsister works at a night bar," Ruby answered. "We don't want her to work there because her work is dirty and it could ruin her reputation but she doesn't want to listen to us. She is very hard-headed. She says that money is easy and fast to earn at the night bar where she works, especially if her customers are gallant," Ruby's lengthy explanation to the man she called Mr. Salvatore. I couldn't help but to raised my eyebrows again to the highest level after I heard what my stepsister said.

Stone arrived there, Maam said, “Our floor staff is also present inside the room. So don’t worry, you will be fine and comfortable.” I nodded, and she went inside. Nevertheless, I am still feeling nervous, looking at this Mr.Stone said, “I will go inside and switch off the lights. You enter after five minutes.” Is he actually helping me to reduce my nervousness, or he just doesn’t want me to screw this up and make him lose this client? Who knows we can never understand him at all? So I nodded, and he went inside. After five minutes, I entered the dark room and went into the front of the room. And Mr.Stone said, “Ms.Pari here my P.A prepared this presentation.”

“How do you live with yourself? You’re worse than the original Jezebel.” Erica’s eyes fumed with anger. “Tell your mother that i will get my goods from somewhere else. I still have respect for the old man. You are ruining what he started,” Mr. Mpundu stormed out of the room leaving Erica laying on the bed confused and disoriented. “Mondays are boring,” Ludo said watching Nancy washing the plates. “I can help you though.” “For the 100th time, I’m paid to do this. Just sit and tell me stories,” Nancy said.

"You’re are so young. I can’t really believe this” Mr Matt said, referring to Yan, with a glass of pure red wine on his hand. “ And Mr Liu, you’re really amazing. You’ve got a girlfriend in her twenties. I must drink to your courage, really” Mr Matt added, getting up. Miley stood up too with her glass of wine. “ Mr Liu has a low alcohol tolerance. I’ll drink in his place” She said with a smile but Mr Matt scoffed.

He's here in my favourite café, behaving like we weren't divorced. Same old Desmond. Same old. I see what he's trying to do: the perfect gentleman in public. "My name is Lavanda." I stretch my hands for a warm welcome. "CEO of Close Lips." He stared down at my hands, a twinkle of unbelief in his eyes. "That's not possible. You know nothing about software." He blasts out without thinking. The investors stare at us, confused by his response. It did seem like we had met before. Except it's best kept a secret.