Ban El Zorro De La Avaricia の小説・ストーリー

“Besides, Doña Carmen isn't like the rest of your inner circle. She doesn't judge a wolf by the size of their kill, but by the loyalty in their heart.” "Loyalty?" Sebastian’s gaze sharpened, scanning me like he was looking for a breach in my defenses. "Isn't your 'loyalty' currently priced at ten figures?" The Navarro temper I’d tried to suppress finally flared. “I wouldn’t have to prioritize the payout if you’d ever offered a real bond! You didn’t want pups. Our mating is a political cage…” I stopped, the words catching in my throat. “Forget it. You don’t care. So yes, I’ll take the money—at least gold doesn't wake up one morning and decide it prefers a different mate.”

And it's true, Veto is the living proof of that. I witnessed him turning from a loyal and humble dog to a greedy and sly fox. I had saw it with my own two eyes how he had killed the King Lycaon. How his eyes were filled of greed, envy and hatred as he strike the late king with his swords and how his mouth moves upward when he saw King Lycaon bleeding in his feet. That's how people can easily change the moment they give in to their greed. The Gods are right. Greed is power.

It was all her idea. “We supply you with the liquid coke, your men change it to powder, no cut, no shit.” I waited for them to go crazy, and was actually surprised when El Zorro himself opened the bottle and took a good swig. He moaned and had a small tremor, like a dying dog. Wait until it kicks in! “This is a good shit,” He cursed staring around his men in shock, then proceeded to pass it around. Everyone got a taste of it and then nodded in agreement, See? Not so hard to convince a group of old bastards.

The air was heavy with the sound of moans, lamentations, and whispers of selfish negotiations from the past. The water source that could quench the thirst of those wandering was replaced by a thick, golden liquid that was impossible to drink. Temptations of wealth were omnipresent, but all attempts to grasp them resulted in empty hands and more regret. The condemned wandering wolves sought incessantly something they could never attain—an eternal representation of the void resulting from uncontrolled greed. Sometime later, Lambert woke up, sitting abruptly. “It's not a delusion; I'm really being rescued from here.” He spoke, staring at me.

The wolves in the audience snicker and hoot, their cruel laughter ringing through the vast room. But I stand tall and defiant, letting them look all they want. Deep down, I promise myself that one day, I will make every one of them pay for this humiliation. “Gentlemen, feast your eyes on the rare treasure!” the auctioneer announces in his theatrical voice. “Elena De Luca—daughter of the infamous Lorenzo De Luca. A feisty virgin. A perfect prize for the discerning collector to add to his harem. Perfect genes to breed beautiful babies.” The room stirs with interest, and my nails dig into my palms as humiliation flares hot in my chest. I scan the sea of faces but find no sympathy—only greed.

"You sle‌p​t​ in my house. You ate m‌y food. You smiled at​ m⁠e wh⁠ile you stab‌bed me in‍ the ba⁠ck." Lorenzo⁠ walked be⁠hind‍ the desk. Marcus scramb​led a‌way, backing int‍o the corner. "I did⁠n't mean to!" Marcus p‌leaded.‍ "S‍he made me! She’s crazy, Lo‌r​enz‍o! You know she is!‌" "​She is a shark," Lore​nzo corrected. "You? You ar⁠e a remora. A parasite."

"I never liked Mariana and wasn't even interested in her. I didn't even know what she looked like.Your Papa owes me, and I don't play silly jokes with my money, no matter how little it may be. And I believe that people ought to pay their debt and your Papa owes me, and I was not going to wave it because I can but instead I provided the money through you so I could get the money back. But i am sorry to say your Papa is nothing but greedy. That was me letting go." "Look at me beginning to like you... beginning to fall in love with a beast... because in the right frame of mind I would never fall in love with Don Diego." "If i had let things go just like that, people would take my words for gra

She held it between two fingers letting it dangle between two fingers carelessly, as if it were nothing but common kindling. "You look so expensive tonight, Zara," Elara mocked, echoing Lir’s words from earlier. She stepped closer, her eyes glowing with a forced, sickly gold. "But we both know that silk is just a shroud. Underneath, you’re still the shiftless embarrassment without a reflection. The girl who let her mate sign her death warrant because she wasn't wolf enough to keep him." “Alpha Lir signed those papers because you and your mother poisoned his mind!” The fury erupted from my chest, my voice trembling with a raw, agonizing heat. “You told him I was cursed!”

"He is very active in this part of the world. What if I go home and miss my chance of meeting him?" "They say he is a billionaire here." "I have tried to link some billionaires in town." Avara sighed. "They all have excessive pride, I can't deal." "What did you expect?" "I really like Zain," Avara muttered lustfully. "I would like to be more than business partners with him." "Get rid of those deceitful emotions and focus on your destiny," Charlotte advised in sincerity. "Finding the alpha should be your second priority." "Second?" Avara expressed shock. "What's my priority then?"

“And you do.” Grace clung to that hope. “I do? Is he younger than George? Is he handsome?” “Yes,” Elara nodded solemnly. “But the man is a con artist.” Felix let out a strangled sound. It was becoming hard for everyone to continue suppressing their laughter. “He charms you,” Elara continued dramatically. “Promises you love. Promises you protection. And then… he drains the rest of your inheritance.” Grace’s face turned ghostly pale. “He disappears,” Elara whispered. “Leaving you penniless.”