Tony Kenning Novels & Stories

"Would you like me to reschedule them?" "No." He glanced at the clock. "Tell them I'm unavailable." "Of course, sir." The call ended. Kane opened the drawer of his desk and pulled out another phone. This one wasn't for business meetings or investors. It existed for situations exactly like this. He dialed. "Greg." "Sir." "I want two men on Mona." A brief silence. "Close protection?" "Discreet." "Understood." "And nobody approaches her unless there's an immediate threat."

His wife, who was also a chef, preparing the steak, smiled at the two of us. The man, Chef Bolton, was my father’s best friend, and his wife knew mom long before I was born. They helped influence me into being the person that I was today. Whether it was learning how to cook, where I worked, and not allowing anyone, no matter who the person was, to step over me. One of the reasons why my father always had me growing up around them when he was busy was also the fact that they couldn’t have kids. They took me in as their own when he was in his worst of states, and when he didn’t want me staying alone within the pack if I had work, I would be with them, and that was the best thing that could hav

It was his office, why was he made to stand? “Can I come in?” Kenny spoke from behind the door. “Kenny boy, I’ve been waiting for you. Any news?,” Stanford asked. “Yes,” Kenny nodded. “Senator Tim will be attending the party, he is considering endorsing Nigel,” he said slowly. “But—”, Stanford asked knowing there would be conditions. Stanford clicked his tongue. “Damn fool always has conditions”. Kenny stood quiet. “Yes—”, Stanford was impatient.

Konstantin raised up his head slowly as he heard lev's words. " What is it? " He responded calmly. Despite the fact konstantin is a crazy ill tempered guy, his physical beauty never lessen. He has his long hair pack up in a ponytail , his eyes were of mysterious colour which give him am intimidating appearance. His plumped lips , down to his biceps and smooth skin makes him a very handsome man. He also has his own beauty but it can't just be compared to Maximo's, not at all. " When you sent us to new York, we met Maximo Santino "

She completely shut down, and I don’t know how to make it better. Brent has been keeping me updated with the latest things that have been going on with Liverpool, which I was grateful for. As much as dear old Dad didn’t want to keep me informed about anything, I still held a lot of power and respect in my pack, unlike him, so I was happy that Brent and Alex were messaging me daily.

Rowan continued poking me. So that's it. Rowan doesn't want someone else to see what goes on at this camp. I knew my gut was right. This human is slime. "Orders came from above you. Mister Kinsley, you know the owner of this camp, heard about the poachers. I woke up to a delivery of this security system and instructions to install it along the camp’s perimeter. I don't know about you, but I don't plan to ignore orders from Mister Kinsley,” I shrugged. It was mostly true. I did wake up to the delivery of the equipment. Plus, I am Mister Kinsley, and I want this system in place.

“You won’t have to wait much longer.” “Are you going to say anything?” Keia leaned in closer and whispered to me, “About being the big ‘V’?” “If the Gitana really is a psychic, she should pick up on it without me saying a thing.” I wasn’t exactly eager to chat with the Gitana. The quicker we wrapped this up, the sooner we could grab a bite to eat. A massive guy cloaked in a dark brown robe stood watch at the entrance of the tent. Every now and then, he would pull back the fabric to let the next group in.

Recently, their boss had been interrogating Jim and the other assistants, pretending to casually ask and then forcing Jim to confess their dating process, with an eager expression that couldn't help but make Tony speechless. Boss, are you so eager to learn, does Madam know? Keith nodded, looked at Tony, and immediately reproached him, "Tony, you should get a girlfriend!" Ahem... Tony's heart was bitter. Mr. Keith, the reason why I don't have a formal girlfriend now is because I'm always following you around everywhere, isn't it? However, Tony dared not say this. He had dated before, he had just broken up with someone a few days ago. As the most capable assistant to the president of the Nelso

Clinton's p.o.v I had a really hectic day. I noticed something wrong with my company report, so I spent the day at the office, searching for the problem. Eventually, I found it—a mistake with one of our products had caused a huge shortage. We lost a lot of money, but I didn’t fire the man responsible, even though that would have been the easy, fair choice. After interrogating him thoroughly, I knew it was an honest mistake. And mistakes are meant to be forgiven.

I just need you to see what a joke these two are. "Was there something you two needed?" Once again, it was Jen who couldn't leave well enough alone. She just couldn't seem to help herself, and he wondered how blind the other two were that they couldn't see what was really going on here. Since Kerry seemed to have gone mute in the last five minutes, he figured it was up to him to bring the shit out in the open. He'd lost interest in his little experiment already. He'd expected more from his opponents than to be facing off with fucking middle-schoolers.