Zoro Shipping Novels & Stories

Zoro looked at me like I'd gone nuts. "I'm sorry about how I spoke to you earlier," I apologized. Zoro stared at me boredly. "Well, if you won't say, I'd just get you something," I told him and went back inside the mall. I went to the wine section and picked out a bottle of wine after asking a passerby for a good wine recommendation. This was just a little gesture to make Zoro open up to me. I'll need him to be free around me if I really plan on successfully drugging him.

"Is a notice of total liquidation." Zara leaned forward, her blue eyes piercing into Richard’s soul. "I didn't come here to finalize the Vance Shipping acquisition, Richard. I finalized it at 4:00 AM this morning via a hostile digital sweep of your offshore shareholders. I own Vance Shipping." The Vance executives gasped in sheer horror. "But I was feeling ambitious," Zara continued, her voice dropping to a lethal whisper. "So, I decided to buy Atlantic Freight, too." Richard Sterling’s jaw dropped. "That... that's impossible. We are a twenty-billion-dollar company! You can't just buy us overnight!"

He already felt pressure facing Kaze alone. Now with two more of Kaze’s men in the fray, who were able to get through the defenses of Bronze Sparrow without alarming him and were mysteriously powerful, things looked dire for Zoro. Would this be the end for him? For a moment there, Zoro felt scared. However, he started with nothing and rose to become a kingpin of the underworld, so his fortitude was far stronger than ordinary men. He discarded the thought and bellowed coldly, “Kill those two! I’ll pay 10 million for each of their heads!”

They’d neutralized his spies in the process. They were openly declaring war. Still reeling from that, another servant burst into the hall. “My Lord! A package arrived—from the United States. It’s addressed to you.” All packages went through strict screening to ensure safety. This one passed inspection. “Who sent it?” “Zeke, my Lord…” The room fell silent. Zorro’s expression darkened. “Zeke? He dares send me a package?” That name—Zeke—had become a curse in Graystone. Zorro had already disowned him and stripped him of all titles and rank.

“You can get Santiago junior to give me good rates on transporting goods." Eva immediately reminded him that the Sardinos' shipping company was dedicated to making luxurious yachts and selling them, not to transporting merchandise. But Oswaldo, who knew their business, explained that was the larger shipping company did. But the small one with which he had started was still dedicated to other jobs, such as moving merchandise. The one that the patriarch Sardino had started was no longer small, but very large.

Bloody hell. Then I swipe and she is sat on the beach, grains of white sand stuck to her tattooed arms, her hair wet over one shoulder as she is sat in between to the two beasts. Each resting their chins on her shoulders. They are both sporting beautiful blue diamond collars. The hashtag mentions Tesoro. It says making friends with two of the best behaved clients ever. I click on the link to the Tesoro official work page it takes me to a page called Pheonix Couture. I scroll and she is opening a new store in LA.

The three-ton wolf let out a low, tired sigh, his head lowering onto his paws as the violet fire in his sockets settled back into a peaceful, watchful ember. "The... the docking clamps are open, Zora," Kemi whispered, her voice shaking as she looked out over the six massive cargo ships that were now completely free of their corporate chains. "The... the whole fleet is ours. And the sector six Spires... they don't have a database left to log our debt."