Novels by Bigsnowy

Unlike the other cars that revved loudly to draw attention down the busy street, the gentle sound of the luxurious car glided through, and made heads roll in its direction. Just like their first glance, their second was a mixture of astonishment and awe as they watched it disappear.“Wow! What kind of car is that?” a bystander murmured, stretching his neck to catch another glimpse. When he noticed the puzzled looks exchanged by those around him, he reluctantly tore his gaze from the road with a shrug. “I haven’t seen that type before. What’s the big deal?!” he scoffed, masking the envy that laced his curiosity.His words only seemed to astonish his colleagues, who were familiar with him. The lady standing near the group noticed none were ready to answer his question.“I don't think it's fair to mock your friend for his lack of knowledge,” she muttered, causing the group to turn in her direction. The laughter that had been circulating among them paused as the lady, now the center of at

A heavy silence hung in the air, and its coldness cut through the vulnerable skin of the salesgirls. They couldn't do anything but stare at Joshua's face, which was devoid of any expression. Even Mr. Blake, standing behind the first salesgirl, was shocked. None of them anticipated the transaction would go through, and now the reality of their situation felt like a waking nightmare.“Hello, Ms.? Are you still there?” A voice crackled from the phone clutched in the salesgirl’s trembling hand.Joshua raised his gaze from the 911 call to her face, and the intensity of his gaze made a lump cloud her throat as she struggled to maintain her composure. Realizing she was in the spotlight, she quickly ended the call while her mind raced for any excuse to save her from the situation.“I…I think there has been some misunderstanding,” the first salesgirl began, her voice trembling as she tried to clarify the situation. She was about to mutter another word when the gaze of the salesboy silenced her

The others watching the scene widened their eyes at the revelation before erupting into laughter. “I told you!” One of the added. “He was pretending all along.” The victorious sound lacing her voice made Joshua's head roll in her direction. “You do realize I have grounds to sue all of you for defamation of character, right?” Joshua retorted. His remark only sent the girl into another fit of laughter.Meanwhile, the first salesgirl, with an incredulous look, stepped forward, hands on her hips. “How dare you have the nerve to speak up after being exposed?” she scoffed.“Exposed?!” Joshua furrowed his brow, unable to hide his bemusement at their naivety regarding his identity. “Do you have any idea who I am?”The salesgirl scoffed. “I don't care who you are. You're a fraud, and for someone like you, I'm sure the authorities wouldn’t mind taking you in,” she threatened.The salesboy noticed how the situation was slowly escalating and felt his heart skip a beat. “Enough!” his voice vibrat

Everyone, including Mr. Blake, turned towards Joshua as a sudden hush fell over the room. When they noticed the intensity etched on his face, a wave of astonishment washed over their faces. The salesboy exchanged a quick glance with his colleague. He already knew what she was asking, and he, too, needed to confirm for himself. The boy shifted his nervous eyes to Joshua's gaze. “Y… You are planning to buy the King’s collection and the Rolls-Royce La Rose Noire Drop Tail?” He stammered, uncertainty lacing his voice.“Yes,” Joshua replied. He shifted his attention towards the display of cars lined up on the stand. Initially, he had no intention of purchasing more than a single vehicle; however, once he wanted something, he had the tendency to pursue it with determination.“How long will it take to process the documents after the transfer?” he asked. The salesboy, feeling his tongue heavy with words, swallowed hard. "I can start the preparation as soon as I confirm the transactions," h

The girl chuckled, unable to tell if she should be worried, or continued with compliments. “Mr., this is the only piece in the world, and I will tell you a secret: this car is on loan to our company for only one week,” she added.Blake nervously ran his hand through his bald head, letting out a chuckle. “I... Is that so? Then it must truly be one of a kind,” he muttered, glancing at the salesgirl, who nodded with a smile.At that moment, the young salesboy, who had gone to confirm the price, came back. He stopped in front of Joshua, who was lingering in the shadows, observing the interaction. The salesboy cleared his throat. "Sir, I apologize for the delay,” he said, with a bow of respect.Joshua, with a small smile, acknowledged him with a nod. "Are you done with your confirmation?"The salesman nodded his head. “It costs $50,000,000," he replied, leaving the figure hanging in the air.Mr. Blake and the salesgirls turned their heads in the direction of the salesboy before resting the

This was the same card he overheard the salesgirl talking about the moment he stepped into the building. At the back of it was the holder's name and referral code, followed by the exclusive name of the shop crested above it.“This way,” the boy said, and Joshua pulled his head from the card to follow him to the interior of the shop.As they stepped past the security checkpoint, they were graced by the display of luxury automobiles, each one illuminated under its own spotlight. A smirk graced Joshua's lips, with his eyes gliding through each one. He loves cars, especially the fast ones.As Joshua took in the sight, he could already feel the thrill of speed coursing through his veins. He could hear the engines roaring to life, the rush of night breeze against his skin as he stepped on the acceleration. He could imagine the city blurring before his eyes.A wave of nostalgia washed over him as the thought of his last car crawled into his mind. It was said a car says a lot about its owner,

“Is that Cleopatra?” A scoff escaped Marcus's lips as he placed a hand on his car. Mason's eyes followed his gesture. “So, you got her new contact?” His tone dripped with sarcasm, but unlike him, Mason could sense the jealousy hidden behind it.After the incident between them, Mason wasn't surprised Cleopatra had changed her contact so Marcus wouldn't be able to contact her directly.“How long have you known Cleopatra?” Marcus asked; the incredulity in his eyes was clear, causing Mason's to remain quiet as his calm demeanor.Marcus, seeing Mason’s silence, shifted his gaze from the vehicle to the man standing before him. “I know Cleopatra might not see it, but I know what you are,” he whispered with a smirk.Mason slowly lifted an eyebrow. “And what exactly am I?”The question lingered in the air, prompting a grin to spread wider on Marcus's face. “Unlike you, I have real connections,” he replied, his voice dropping with pride. “Part of those connections involves uncovering who you re

After Mason finished shopping, the evening slowly faded into darkness, stretching through the entire city. The night sky was illuminated by the twinkling stars scattered across the universe, and the fresh air made night walks lovely. Inside Mason's room, his eyes caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror. Tonight, he opted for a plain but sophisticated look. His figure was in a simple, fitted sleeve that highlighted his form, and the top button was teasingly undone to reveal a hint of his masculine chest. He paired it with tailored black trousers and polished shoes that shine under the soft light.Mason sighs, running his hand through his neat hair, taking a last glance.“Why are you taking so long?!” Helen's voice echoed impatiently through the closed door. “Let me see already!” she muttered, assisted by the soft bang on his door. Mason rolled his eyes towards the door. “Give me a minute,” he groaned, moving toward the door, where he could hear Helen's foot impatiently tappi

Mason stepped out of the taxi, pulled out a bill from his wallet, and handed it to the driver, who was stunned by the unexpected generosity. This was the second time Mason had given him a generous tip, and the man couldn't help but bow his head in gratitude at the young man's kindness.Meanwhile, the mansion staff, aware of their young master's arrival, lined up outside. The driver opened the trunk of the taxi, allowing them to begin unloading the boxes and packages.Within moments, the trunk was empty, and the staff followed Mason as he made his way into the mansion.As he stepped into the elegantly furnished living room, he was greeted by the sight of his sisters lounging comfortably on the sofas. Helen was the first to notice his presence; she jumped up from her seat with a wide smile. “Mason's back!” she exclaimed, running into his open arms.“"Hey, princess," Mason murmured, planting a kiss on her forehead. "How is your day going?" He turned his gaze to Haley, who was fixated on

The room was filled with a heated energy that suffocated the entire space. The figures inside glared at each other; one was angry about being fired, while the other was furious about having their authority undermined. This was the first time something like this had ever happened in the shop, and even the staff members outside could hear their voices through the closed door.“What did you just say?!” The madam's voice reverberated, causing the people outside the room to turn toward the door in shock.Emily wiped the tears from her cheeks, feeling the remnants of her pain. For the first time, she could see the madam's composed facade had been shattered, leaving nothing but anger. “You can’t just fire me because you feel threatened,” Emily scoffed as her words dug deeper, and to her satisfaction, she could see the anger in the lady’s reaction.“How dare you! You pathetic bitch!” The madam barks, moving closer to Emily like a predator sizing up its prey. Emily felt a shiver of fear, but s

Emily trailed behind the madam as they entered the office, her name elegantly embossed at the top of the door. "Shut the door," the madam commanded. With a nod, Emily complied, closing it firmly to block the curious eyes of the staff lingering outside.Inside the office, the air felt cold, sending a shiver up Emily's spine. The madam, whose expression matched the chilly atmosphere, took her seat. It was clear to Emily that this meeting was not a celebration of her recent sales.“Have a seat,” the madam finally said, gesturing to the empty chair across from her.Without hesitation, Emily adjusted her blouse and settled into the chair, feeling its frame press against her back.The madam, preoccupied with whatever tasks she had, ignored Emily as she rifled through a stack of documents on her desk. After what felt like an eternity of silence, the madam finally lifted her gaze and locked eyes with Emily."You made a big sale today," she said with a furrowed brow. Emily gave a small nod, an

As Mason's cab roared to life, the small crowd of staff watching his every move inside the shop rushed to the transparent glass entrance. Their attention shifted from the young man in the taxi to Emily, who was bidding a heartfelt goodbye. The smile on her face was contagious, causing some of the staff to chuckle."I think Emily is in love!" one of them teased, prompting the rest to erupt into laughter."I don't blame her, who wouldn't?!" Another voice chimed in, turning everyone's gaze towards her. The girl who had spoken rolled her eyes. "For God's sake, did you see him? He’s tall, handsome, muscular, and crazy rich! I think I’m already pregnant!" she exclaimed, running her hand through her hair.The other colleagues watching her exaggerated expression burst into laughter. Among the staff was a salesgirl who didn’t join in the laughter. She was the madam's sister. Unlike the other staff members who wore excited expressions, the girl's eyes panned at Emily with a look devoid of emoti

A moment after the incident, Lucian, not ready to go home, sat at the waiting ward, hoping to speak to the doctor who had attended to the girl. Though Lucian wasn't her family but filled in a few details, I'm trying the hospital chat except the part regarding her name and medication or allergies.After what felt like an eternity, the doctor emerged from the surgical ward, his face a mask of fatigue and concern. Lucian, seeing his expression, felt his stomach twitch and instinctively clenched his stomach, bracing himself for the news that was about to shatter his world.“Doctor, what is going on? Is she okay?” Lucian asked, pulling his eyes from the hospital board, which showed the surgery was over.The doctor, seeing his expression, heaved a sigh, prompting him to force down a lump. “The patient lost a lot of blood, which made the surgery difficult considering her blood is difficult, but the surgery was successful, and we need to monitor her vitals closely,” the young doctor added.Ma

The man's voice vibrated through the air, making Lucian adjust his gaze to the girl shuddering under the man's grip. The weather, which wasn't helping the situation, soared with thunder, and even the man quickly glanced at the sky before returning his gaze to Lucian. The man scoffs, tightening his hold on his blade. "If you had just done what I asked for, I would have been on my way, and everyone would have been happy!" He yelled, adjusting his gaze to his unconscious men on the floor. “You have to make things difficult by playing a hero, huh?” The loud voice, yelling angrily at Mason, made the girl shiver once more, and even when she tried to maintain her composure, the cold rain pierced into her skin. “Shake one more time and I will slit your throat!” The man yells, and the girl freezes, holding her breath. Hot tears drop from her cheeks as she holds Lucian's gaze. Her eyes secretly beg him to save her, and Lucian understands her pain signals for her to remain calm. Luci

Lucian raised his gaze to the shattering rain pouring on the city, leaving the predatory eyes of the men staring from him to the girl handing in his shadow. None of the cars driving by dare to stop or interact, including the pedestrian who instantly retreats away from their destination when they come across the scene, as they assume the men with the mask and bat are from a gang, which always results in Violence. The rain became heavy, and none of the thugs seemed affected by the weather, especially the man who was skillfully swinging his bat, ready to attack.A dangerous smile crawled into Lucian's lips at the adrenaline running through his veins. His eyes watched every move made by his opposition. Predicting the thug's next move, Lucian lunges forward before the man can get closer to him. He quickly ducked his head, avoiding the flying bat that swung above him, and with the force of his clenched fist, he sent a heavy blow into the man's gut.With a loud groan, the masked man stagge

Lucian's frowns deepen as he shifts his gaze from the injured men on the floor to the group slamming iron bats on their hands. They all wore black masks except for Henry, who dressed differently from them and wouldn't stop grinning. A satisfied expression spread across his features since his plan to get Lucian off his car in a lone street was successful. Lucian instantly turned to see if the girl he was trying to save was also part of Henry's plan, and when she inched closer to him, she hid her shuddering body away from the prying eyes of Henry's men. Mason shrugged off the thought since she was a victim of Henry's vicious plan. He remembers Henry making threats, but he didn't expect him to pull something like this."I see, you were able to handle these two idiots," Henry said, placing his boot on top of their heads until one of them let out a whisper from the pain. "You must feel like a hero for saving that girl, don't you think?" he grinned, his tone laced with sarcasm, but Lucian

The men watched, as the figure exited the luxury car parked in front of them, and a frown appeared on their faces, as they stared at Lucian, who also reciprocated their action with a sneer. The men tightened their hold on the girl, who whimpered with pain escaping her mouth. The taller man, who had a scar on his top brow, scoffs with irritation. “This is none of your busy boy, get lost!” The man growls, making Lucian clench his fist while his legs are rooted to the ground. The shorter man, seeing Lucian, was adamant about their instructions: glance from him to his colleague before pulling out a knife from his back pocket. “You don't want to mess with us, boy! Leave, if you know what is good for you!” the shorter man spat. Lucian stood his ground, sending a dangerous gaze between the men. The shorter man noticed Lucian wasn't scared, averted the knife to the girl's throat and she shuddered with tears flowing down her cheek. “P…Please don't hurt me.“ the girl stuttered, struggling

Lucian raised his gaze at the person who placed a knock on the front door before entering his office. Anna's figure appears in her new clothes; she wears a red shirt with the restaurant logo printed on it and a matching red shirt that reveals her long legs. After Lucian had resolved the issues with Gladys, he instantly promoted Anna to oversee the staff, working as the frontman of the restaurant, especially the receptionist to avoid the stunt Gladys had pulled. Lucian raised his gaze to meet Anna, who had been on her toes since the few minutes she had been promoted. She cleared her throat and stepped forward. “Sir, your reservation is ready.” She said, with little composure, and even through her professional facade Lucian could see the nervousness lingering in her eyes; she was new to her job and hadn't made any mistake or offended any customer which was the sole reason for her promotion but being in the presence of someone who could make her lose her job with the flick of his fing