Novels by clintonstyles44

The guard kept bowing repeatedly, panic written all over his face.“Sir… I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t know. Please forgive me. I was wrong. I was very wrong.”His voice cracked as he spoke, almost desperate.Dustin looked at him for a moment, then spoke calmly.“You are forgiven. But next time, never judge someone by how they look.”He stepped closer slightly.“You don’t know who has the power to ruin your life. Watch your tongue. It is a knife. It can either protect you or shred you into pieces.”The guard nodded quickly, sweat forming on his forehead.“Yes, boss. I have learned my lesson. Thank you.”Dustin gave a small smile and walked past him into the boutique.Inside, everything changed.The place was massive, glowing under crystal lights. Glass shelves reflected gold, silver, and designer pieces. Shoes were arranged like art. Clothes hung neatly like they belonged in a museum. The air smelled expensive, clean, and polished. Soft music played in the background while staff moved arou

Dustin sighed as Serena’s car disappeared down the road. He rubbed the side of his neck and exhaled slowly. “She is so tough,” he muttered to himself. “At this rate there isn’t any way I can get her to sleep with me.” He took out his phone and made a call. “Mr Fred.” The line picked almost immediately. “Young Master,” Fred’s respectful voice came through. “How is everything going?” Dustin leaned slightly against the gate. “She is still very tough.” There was a short pause, then Fred chuckled. “Perfect match for you then.” Dustin ignored the teasing. “Do you know about the Quilox family?” “I have heard of them,” Fred replied carefully. Dustin’s voice lowered as he explained everything that had happened with Ferdinand, the threats, the control over the Avalon project, and the fight. When he finished, Fred went silent for a moment. Then he said coldly, “Who the hell is Ferdinand? Give me an order and I will deliver his fingers on a table.” Dustin sighed. “No. I don’t want th

Serena’s eyes burned as she looked at Ferdinand.“Well, know this,” she said coldly. “I will take my revenge sooner or later. And do not ever act like we know each other again.”Ferdinand tilted his head with a lazy smile. “You should think about your family. And the Avalon project. You cannot do it without me.”“I would rather find another way than be with a potential criminal,” Serena replied. “If you may, leave the hallway.”She tried to step past him.Ferdinand suddenly grabbed her wrist.“What are you doing?” Serena shouted, trying to pull free.“Relax,” he said. “I am sorry if I offended you. I should not have done that. We can still talk things out.”“No. We are not talking anything out. Leave me alone.”Ferdinand’s expression changed. His voice dropped lower.“Do you know why the minister has not approved the project? We specifically told him not to. Unless you are in a relationship with me, there is no way that project gets approved.”Serena froze.Her eyes widened. “So you a

They returned to the sitting room together.Every face turned toward them at once.Serena walked ahead while Dustin followed a step behind her. Her expression was firm and unreadable.“We have talked,” she announced. “And I will go ahead with the wedding.”A slow smile spread across Mr. Earnshaw’s face. Relief washed over him like a man who had just won a long war.“I knew things would work out,” he said with pride. He clapped his hands sharply. “Guards! Prepare the Hall Gate Hotel now. Invite every influential name in this city. My granddaughter is getting married!”“Are you out of your mind, Serena?” Mrs. Morgan burst out. “Why would you even think of having anything to do with this village boy?”Mrs. Earnshaw stepped closer, her voice tight with suspicion. “Did he threaten you? What did he do?”Serena shook her head. “No. We just talked it out. We will go through with it, but on one condition. There will be no grand wedding. No publication. Just the two of us. We will register it q

Mrs. Earnshaw stormed down the corridor and pushed the door open without knocking. The force of it made the hinges cry out.Her eyes landed on Dustin. She froze for half a second, then anger flooded her face when she took in his simple village attire.“Is this the trash you want to marry our beautiful granddaughter to? The goddess of this city?” she snapped at her husband. “Are you losing your mind, old man?”Mr. Earnshaw’s expression darkened immediately. “Mind how you speak to me. I am the head of this family and my word is final.”“Final?” she laughed bitterly. “Serena deserves better. Someone like Ferdinand. You know Ferdinand is the son of the Quilox Group, the same people who have been challenging you in business for years. Marrying Serena to him would be a breakthrough for this family. Someone worthy. Not… this thing.”Mrs. Morgan quickly stepped forward to support her. “Exactly. Ferdinand is respectable. Influential. Who is this village rag you brought into this house?”Mr. Ea

Mr. Earnshaw scoffed at his granddaughter empty threats and said, "So you two already met. you must be fated for each other". Dustin leaned in, and added, "Yeah, we are fated...Or do you want me to tell your father exactly where we 'met' this morning?" "I shouldn’t have believe you in the first place when you said you will break things up" Serena hissed, her voice vibrating with a lethal edge. She stepped closer to Dustin, her finger nearly poking his chest. "You’re nothing but a loser. A pathetic, bottom-feeding gold digger. You saw an opportunity last night, didn't you?." Dustin remained a statue of calm, his expression unreadable. She made him feel worthless with lots of insults, her father tried to stop her but she insisted and she was so loud and hot. "I don't care what grandfather said, I will never marry you! you this trash of a man, A piece of rag!". "Serena, please! Control yourself!" Mr Earnshaw tried to interject, his face flushing with embarrassment. Then face Dust