Bill Cipher Making A Deal Novels & Stories

I pull out my phone, my thumb flying across the screen. Me: Need a team. Tonight. Looks like I'll be working late. Billings thinks he can play me? Send a kid as a shield, short my cut, hide like a little fucking pussy? That motherfucker just signed his own death warrant. And unlike Paxton, he won't be walking away from shit.

That was the only way I would get through this mess and not lose everything it had taken me years to acquire. I leaned back into my chair, certain it would only be a question of time before she came round. She would agree to the deal-I was sure of it. And with that, everything would fall into place. *** Two days later, Chloe stood in my office again, but this time, her expression was different. Resigned, yet determined. “I’ll do it,” she said, her voice firm. Relief washed over me, though I schooled my face into neutrality. “Great. We’ll get the contract typed up immediately.”

In the fourth round, the bet is the opponent of five hundred thousand. "Deal!" the response of the mafia boss. Suddenly, my face expression became serious and I looked at my boss. But he was smiling as if there were nothing to fear. Mr. Ching, also made a deal and the other player, only my ex-husband, did not deal. Maybe his card is very unlucky. In the next round, I noticed the sudden clearing of my ex-husband's face, maybe his card was good. "Two million!" Jeff said suddenly. "Deal!" the response of the mafia boss.

I opened the bottle and I poured both of us a drink. "Her missing funds was found in my fucking account and she called me a thief. For God's sake, what will I do with her measly eighty two million when I am a fucking billionaire. I can even decide to spend that amount every day and I still won't get broke." Wow I can't believe she fell for it so easily. Pierce is a fucking billionaire and I am sure he didn't even notice the money, yes I deleted the alert when it came in but even with the alert, Pierce is too rich to notice something as little as eighty two million.

“But you’ll find, Miss Hart, that my world doesn’t operate on simple rules. Be prepared for complications.” “I can handle it,” Ava said, though she wasn’t sure if she was trying to convince him or herself. Damien stood, extending his hand. “Then we have a deal.” Ava hesitated before shaking his hand, her stomach churning. As his fingers closed around hers, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she had just made a deal with the devil.

“Lyrica is moving this Sunday, Ate Jessie. Perfect timing since you’re off work then, right?” “Oh yes… Alright. Do you have a cellphone? Just give me your number so I can call you.” “Sure, Ate. Thank you so much,” I said with a smile. “Alright, I’ll end the call now. Keep me updated,” she said before hanging up. “There you go, Lyrica. Marco and I pitched in for your travel money. Don’t argue; it’s just a loan,” Mildred said, shaking her head. “Thank you so much… I promise to pay you back as soon as I get a job,” I said, tearing up.

Tina sat on the edge of the plush sofa in Jesse's penthouse, her hands trembling slightly as she processed his words. Her mind felt clouded, thoughts jumbled together in a frantic mess. Nathaniel wasn't just a ghost of her past, he was now a very real threat in her present. The weight of Jesse's revelation hung heavily in the room, thickening the tension between them. "I don't understand," Tina said, her voice quieter than she intended. "What do you mean Nathaniel's making moves? And what does he want with you?"

After collecting his thoughts, Bill said, “It doesn’t matter. If you are sure you want to quit, we won’t stop you. All you have to do is to let the girl go. After that, you will have nothing to do with us. But the donation will also be canceled.” “Really?” Owen asked. He couldn’t believe how quickly things could be resolved. Bill answered with a fake smile, “Sure. But you know what will happen if you tell anyone about this!” He then raised his hand holding the coffee cup high. The moment he let go, the clear cracking sound echoed throughout the cafe. Owen shivered in terror, as he heard the horrible shattering sound of the broken cup. He shivered and nearly collapsed to the ground. He then s

“You’re in a contract.” Noah threw his hands up. “Same thing!” For a moment, silence filled the room sharp and tense Then Ethan said quietly, “I’ll double it.” Noah blinked. “What?” “The payment,” Ethan said. “Make it a billion.” Noah stared. “You think money fixes everything?” “It fixes most things.” Noah laughed, short and bitter. “You’re unbelievable.” Ethan stepped closer, voice lower now. “I’m giving you an out. Take the deal, Noah. Walk away rich. Or walk away broke and let my father win.”

"Mister Billy, I'm not Chairman Buchi from the oil company. I'm a collector. I heard that you have a bronze cauldron, and I'd like to purchase it from you. Please name your price." "What? This is ridiculous! Where did you get my number? Do you know that anyone with a net worth anywhere below ten billion dollars has no right to even know my number? This is infuriating to me, and I hope you delete my number at once and keep it private, or I promise you that you'll have no place in Migorn." "Are you saying that you don't want to name me a price then, Mister Billy?" "Exactly." "Alright, Mister Billy. I've got a folder that I'll send to you right now. You can take a look at it, and then decide if