Yes Mr Knight 2 Novels & Stories

“She has the kindest heart of anyone I’ve ever known. She’s stubborn when it matters, foolish when she loves, and braver than she’ll ever admit. And if anyone deserves joy—true, unshakable joy—it is her.” The courtiers shifted, surprised murmurs weaving between them, but Maddie didn’t care. She never had. Her words still rang in the hall when another voice cut through. Deeper, steady, and familiar. “If the Lady’s closest friend may speak,” A knight said, stepping out from the gathered crowd, “then surely his men may, too.” The room shifted. Courtiers quieted, curious. A cluster of Gideon’s knights emerged from the edge of the hall, their armor polished, their movements sharp even here.

“Who are you talking about?” “Mr. Kent.” What? What the fuck? “He wished you good luck in business. But don't worry, he was very gentlemanly, we even had lunch together. See you later, Mr. Ryan.” She can only be joking. Turning her back to me, she walks toward her room, with a winning smile.

I commenced as calm as I can. He only stood there. I don't know whether he was looking at the damage he did or practically keeping quite. I couldn't tell since he's still wearing on his helmet. All of a sudden, the side light fell. Which pissed me off more. I closed my eyes and opened them again. "Am I talking to a sane person or a mute" I said again. "If you know how hard I worked to get this car, you wouldn't have neared your cheap motorcycle anywhere near mine" I don't think his motorcycle will even buy the side mirror of my car talk less of the car itself.

Mr Knight said and motioned at Ronaldo to hand him the papers, Ronaldo handed him the papers immediately. "I see, Mr Knight I know what I m negotiating on so if you want to go through the terms once again you can," he nodded and dived into the papers. After some time Mr Knight asked Austin to sign the papers and he did. We had dinner afterwards. Now, we were heading back to the mansion.

Staff meeting at 12:30 pm My phone ping with Melissa's text that afternoon while I was busy measuring the fabric. I walked straight towards Jenna and Rose who seemed to be engrossed in deep conversation. “No! Mr. Westmore says ‘I am not sorry, Get out’ “That’s not what I heard, actually Michael saw them..kiss..on .the..neck” “They...What..on his couch!?”

"That fucking slut.....where in the world did he go. No matter how far you go Jun, I'll make sure to drag you back here. You can't escape this easily, I won't let you. You will regret what you did." Mrs. Yu was determent on getting Jun back no matter what, she made some calls and sat on her armchair with an evil smirk. "I'll get you here back my slave." _________________________________________

He looked up and saw me sitting at my desk. He stopped moving. His face went pale, then a deep, angry red. He walked straight toward me. His heavy boots clicked against the marble floor. "My office," he said. His voice was a low growl. "Now." I stood up and reached for my tablet and the white envelope in my bag. “I have the updates for the Paris trip ready, Mr. Knight.” I followed him into his office. He slammed the door so hard the glass vibrated. He turned on me, his eyes blazing.

Knight said with a smile then ask staring down the female as if she was somewhat naked. “I'm-” "She works for Mr. Glaries, she stopped by to deliver a message because she was passing by. What brings you here?" Kyhe cut her off and said, then ask her. “You work for Mr. Glaries?” Mrs. Knight asked, looking her up and down. “Yes.” She responded! “Good then, show me your employee badge.” Mrs. Knight said to her demanding proof! “Huh? Oh, it's right here... Here!” She asked the questions then said going through purse then show it to her.

she then asked in a teasing manner. She tried to assess the person who was seated in front of her, studying his features carefully. Arthur Knight, the CEO of A. K. Media, has a strong angular face and his dark hair was swept carelessly, parting at the sides. Long dark lashes hid pale blue eyes, the shape and colour were a familiar sight to her. The Knight siblings were all blessed with almond shaped and light blue eyes which were similar to Abigail's. He has strong broad shoulders, probably broader than Aaron's and if he worked out as hard as his womanising brother, a sculpted and lithe body should be hidden underneath that white and pristine Ralph Lauren shirt.

I am seated in the most secluded part of the café. I continued reading some of my notes. “Do you know Mr. King’s daughter is the fiancée of Mr. Alexander Knight?” Another woman strikes a conversation with her friend, a little bit from where I was but I heard my father’s name that’s why my ears instantly hooked in their conversation. I couldn’t hear her words after saying my father’s name because the barista was calling someone’s name for their coffee. “Really?” Her exaggerated reaction made some people threw a glance at their table. It was so fucked up because after that, they started whispering at each other. I couldn’t hear it anymore!