Novels by LordGrimX101

Chapter 17: I'm just curious that's all.“It’s no trouble at all." he insisted, his tone leaving no room for argument. He hadn’t moved, but he seemed to take up all the space around them, making her feel as if she had nowhere to go.“It’s the least I can do after experiencing such a private concert." Antonio snickered making her blush once more. "Besides, it looks like it might rain.” He glanced up at the grey, clouded sky, though in truth, it didn’t look like rain at all. " I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I allowed a benefactor of mine suffer when I know I could've lent a hand.' This can't be happening...'' Is he really serious?' ' Please just take the hint..' ' If I stay in his company any longer, who knows what might happen.'Misha’s mind raced. Every voice in her head screamed at her to say no, to thank him politely and walk away. But he was so disarmingly charming, and his eyes were so earnest, that the thought of a warm car ride to her destination, versus a cold, cr

Chapter 16: It's ok, I really don't mind.The last, lingering note from Misha’s violin faded into the late afternoon air, swallowed by the distant sounds of the city traffic and a sudden applause from the bystanders who had been listening. " Thank you, Thank you all so much." She thanked each and everyone of them, especially those who felt it in their hearts to reward her wonderful performance with a few generous notes.' Hahaha, please don't be shy.' she smiled at a couple who tipped her with smiles on their faces.' I know you've still got more than enough buddy... Cough up the dough..' Misha secretly stared at a chubby man eating a hotdog while bending down to tip her open case.' Yes yes yes, with this much, I can spurge a bit. Maybe even by one of those jelly donuts on my way back home.' She giggled in her mind.It was to be expected since the performance had managed to cause so many people to stop what they were doing and simply listen to her wonderful symphony. Even Antonio ha

Chapter 15: Shadows and Crosshairs.Nickson blended into the sidewalk like an innocent pedestrian, his polished shoes clicking softly against the pavement as he walked along the bustling street. The city's ambient noise of honking cars, distant chatter and the occasional bark of a store owner—served as a perfect cover for his discreet conversation. He spoke into his concealed earpiece, his tone calm without any hint of nervousness."The Target approached StarCorp Real Estate as anticipated," he reported. "Interaction with the receptionist was brief; however, Assistant Director Derek Chase confronted him publicly. Chase ridiculed Mr. Silverstone's past failures, drawing the attention of nearby employees and visitors. Mr Silverstone then responded with measured sarcasm before exiting the premises."A chuckle crackled through the earpiece, followed by the smooth, disdainful voice of Sir Nicholas. "Ah, that Silverstone brat definitely got what he deserved. He dares to boast about winning

Chapter 14: Pride and ProvocationAntonio stepped into the impressive lobby of StarCorp Real Estate, his gaze sweeping over the towering ceilings, glass walls, and slick, modern decor. The air conditioning washed over him, a cool breeze in contrast to the fire simmering within him as he steeled himself for what might await. Despite his polished and professional appearance, he wasn’t the kind of man to expect a warm welcome here, well, not anymore anyways. With a practiced calm, Antonio walked over to the sleek reception desk where a young woman with icy poise sat, typing swiftly on her system, her dark hair pulled into a tight bun. Antonio leaned against the counter with an easy smile, intending to keep things polite. “Good morning. I’m here to see Mr. Reginald Sharpe, The Director of this branch.”The receptionist’s hands froze mid-type. Her gaze remained glued to her screen for a moment before she hesitantly looked up. Her eyes widened in surprise the moment she saw him, especiall

Chapter 13: Shadowed Steps." Finally made it..." Antonio said In a light tone as the car’s sleek engine hummed to a halt in front of a skyscraper wrapped in glass and steel. Antonio’s sharp gaze lifted, taking in the towering grandeur of the brilliant looking building Infront of him.The building was non other than StarCorp Real Estates New York branch. Even at a glance, the building screamed extravagance, it was decorated with new sculptures which lined the entrance, golden accents gleamed against the glass facade, and a sprawling chandelier shone through the lobby’s floor to ceiling windows.Antonio gave a low whistle, muttering under his breath, " I guess things never change..., One way or the other, StarCorp… always finds new ways to flaunt their fortune." He then got out of his car and sighed before he adjusted the collar of his tailored long sleeved plain white shirt, his expression twisting with a mix of melancholy and curiosity as he approached the entrance.---Unbe

Chapter 12: A reasonable explanation.Her eyes were like twin shards of green ice, boring into him with a look that could freeze molten lava. The frosty expression on her face made the air feel thick with tension. And judging by the look in her eyes, Antonio realized with a pang of dread that his posture of leaning casually towards the flustered maid, might have looked a tad…ambiguous."Ahh Morning Natasha, forgive me, but I didn't notice you at all." he greeted smoothly, refusing to let her see any hint of discomfort. Her gaze shifted briefly to the maid, who seemed to be holding her breath. Natasha’s lips thinned into a cold, disapproving line. It was as if she was trying to decide whether to have Antonio skinned alive or simply incinerated on the spot.Antonio cleared his throat, adopting a casual tone. "I was just asking Emily for directions," he explained with a calm look, as if what he had done wasn't wrong whatsoever. He smiled, adding lightly, "I wouldn't want to get lost a