Novel & Cerita Amari And The Great Game

"Apparently, the girl you took from him is his mate." What the actual fuck? I tilted my head to be sure my ears were hearing correctly. His mate. The word rang back over and over again, filling every corner of my skull. Amaris is Alpha Kieran's mate.

“You noticed too?” I nodded. “Yes. She’s not the same as before.” That part wasn’t even a lie Amara changed overnight and It's like I never knew her. Then I remembered something. Last night, Amara didn’t come home, and I had thought she was with him. I smiled slightly, like I had just remembered something important. “Actually… there’s something I don’t understand,” I said. “What is it?” Damian asked. “Amara didn’t come home last night,” I said innocently. “I thought she was with you.”

Or even sad. "I am rejecting her now," Mav answered, his voice harsh, at the same time that weird feeling pinched at my chest once more. The feeling started to spread all over my body like tiny, icy needles sticking outwards through my skin. As though separating me from it. As though the prickly sensation it offered was enough to quell the chaos in my head. I sat still, like I had been nailed down at the same place, waiting for Mav to continue. "I, Amari Maverick Dakarai, reject you, Mazari Sherneil Adams, as my mate and partner. May the bond between us be broken forever.”

I took the opportunity for a quick bathroom break with Dominic's wife, Alessandra. "| love your dress," she said as we retouched our makeup. "Is it Lilah Amiri?" "Yes," I said, impressed. Lilah was a talented but an up-and-coming designer; not many people recognized her work on sight. "I saw it at New York Fashion Week and thought it would be perfect for tonight." "You were right. Dante can't take his eyes off you." Alessandra smiled, a trace of sadness crossing her face. "You're very lucky to have such an attentive partner."

He’d never let me live it down. It wasn’t that I didn’t want her or find her attractive. In fact, Amara was one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. That dark olive skin that reminded me of melted honey, the green eyes that could call sailors at sea to their death. And those full lips that I couldn’t stop imagining being wrapped around my dick.

Even Emilio, who’s the buffiest of the guys, couldn’t escape the watchful eyes of the game master. There’s a gruesome punishment waiting for anyone who loses. They are betting money, cars, and as for now, the punishment is to finish the juice made by Anita and Claudia. The liquid inside the tall glass, a cross between brown and green, looks inedible. Only those two know what they put in there, but I don’t want to find out. Emilio, who lost in the dart game against Menandro is as green as the grass beneath our feet. I feel pity for the big guy.

I froze in shock then lifted my eyes to Rebecca in anger before folding the paper again " It's easy Amelia, leave Gale for me and I will give you your job back " She whispered and I looked up at her, I couldn't be surprised at all cause let's be serious. In this country power and money do the ruling. But I can't lower my self to beg like that especially now that I know am far richer than her, with a smile I replied words that I know won't allow her to sleep at night "You're far outdated Rebecca, am not that Amelia Rose that can beg any more but the one that's going to destroy every inch of you " And with that I turned to the other side and lay down.

I reached out to touch it but once my hand made contact with it, I felt an intense electric jolt radiate through out my body. "You cannot leave," She smiled, enjoying my predicament. "What is this?" I stared at the Amari wondering what she wanted from me. "When she wakes up from the slumber, it'll be survival of the fittest. One of you will have to kill the other to survive." She explained. "What, no!" I yelled desperately but it was as though it sounded like music to her ears. "And whichever of you survives, I'll finish off myself," Amari declared and walked away.

His annoyed expression and angry tone made Rachel flinch and she moved back. "Sorry…. Maybe I am overthinking." Rachel apologized for doubting her 'loyal' boyfriend. Turning his back from her he continued, "I and my team have been after Vincenzo Siemens for two years. Every time we fail by an inch. Somehow that bloody arrogant mafia wins. I want him to be behind the bars and this has become my craze. I don’t care about my life anymore.” Hearing the last sentence, Rachel hugged Andrew from the back. “Your life matters to me. A lot.”

Then stopped as if remembering something. " But if he's called off the bet, how the hell are we going to know if he really has feelings for you?" She asked. I pondered on it for a while and thats when I smirked. " Just because a player quits doesn't mean the game's over." I said and stared ahead. Ariana watched me keenly. " And what do you have in mind?" She asked menacingly. I chuckled. " Its a game right?" " Right." " Then we keep on playing...." I said and glanced at her. She grinned wildly and hugged me tightly.