Bittergiggle X Player Novels & Stories

And here I was thinking that I was the only one who is about to play games on the billionaires little do I know that billionaires equally play games on themselves. Willow laughed softly “you see, things shouldn’t always be this difficult” she took a glance at Riley who gulped, she have never seen her mother this way but what choice does she have? But to sit by her side and do whatsoever she asks her to do, I would love to say that Riley is a coward.

The other two follow me from behind. "Hello," a dark haired woman with a dark brown eyes smiles while standing in front of us. So this is the bloody babysitter who's an hour late than the time she's supposed to be here? And she dares to smile like this as if she's innocent? "Hello," all three of them greet her back. "You're pretty," Belle supplies as she steps forward. "Awww thanks," the tardy babysitter squats in front of her and smiles. I feel like wiping that smile off this instant by the rage in me, she fucking wasted an hour of my life.

She looked at me shocked and I gave her a big smile. "God knows, how do these beggars come inside in a respective place like this?" That bitch muttered again giving me one of her disgusting looks. "Oh hello, if a pornstar can enter this place then why can't I?" I asked with a smirk. "How dare you call me a pornstar?" She seethed in anger. "How dare you call me a beggar?" I asked with the same intensity of anger. "Do you know who I am?" She asked, gritting her teeth.

Amigo glanced at Xyla Quest’s account. “What’s your tier?” “Silver…” Xyla said. “I’m a Challenger. I feel bad for bullying a Silver player like you,” Amigo said sarcastically. “She boasted so much earlier, but she turns out to only be a Silver player?” “Yeah… I thought she would at least be Platinum or something.” “Pretty lady, what gave you the courage?” The players who gathered around couldn’t resist laughing at Xyla. Xyla ignored them, and she looked at Amigo’s ID before searching for his account and adding him as a friend.

She replied with her stone-like hard voice," Ek kaam hey tumhare liye( I have a work for you.)" " Baash aap hukum kijiye. Farmaiye ish bar kisko tapkana hey? ( Just order me. Tell me, this time whom I have to kill)," Billu asked laughing like a fool. Lalita replied smirking," You don't have to kill someone this time. You have to do what you like the most to do." " You are very generous, Madam Ji. You think a lot about me. Tell me with whom I have to play my favourite play," Billu asked laughing.

I hugged Jeremy, after Riley pulled me in for his signature suffocating hug. "Wow...you look happy. Like... very happy." "Thank you! But you look tired, why? I thought crazy rich bachelor like you are living the life?" Riley said while sitting in front of me, and Jeremy to his side. "This player is being played at my own game Riley." "No freaking way! I never thought I'd see the day!" Jeremy chuckled beside him, but let us be while he was calling the waiter to order our lunch. "So...don't leave me in suspense do tell..." He demanded, while Jeremy shook his head smiling at him.

"They're not your friends?" "Don't get in the way if you want to live." The man pulled me violently and with his great strength I ended up on the right side behind him in a place where the monsters couldn't reach me. Three more tried to rush us, but they didn't do anything the way the crazy man kicked. If his behavior wasn't bad I might have applauded him. I thought he was winning consecutively, but my eyes widened when he bit his shoulder. I heard him scream in pain.

What's on with him? It's like he has three or four personalities, so unstable, acts like someone who's bipolar or was diagnosed with it in the past. Damn annoying. I parted my lips to speak, he lifted his head at that moment, I paused deciding to let him speak first. Hear him out and what comes next better be an apology for acting like a dick all night. "Look over there, that's Kyle. I'm sure he'll be a great source of excitement for you. I'm boring, you may go back to him. By all means, I'm not stopping you "

He felt the handsome lad a mockery to anything he had stood for and aimed to put him in his place for the very crime of existing and coming to his city in the first place. Alain had been still reeling from his altercation with his brother and former lover, the bitterness seeping off him in waves as he glared back at the aged dirty man before him trading blow for blow and drink for drink. He'd been dangerous in his line of thinking and heavily underestimated by the crowd in the wake of the bouts beginning. He had known all odds were for the hulking brute before him to win, but he was no slouch in fisticuffs especially not when he'd been so enraged and embittered while participating in it.

The room was so quiet I could hear my own breathing. Mr. William sat back, his expression icy. “You really thought you could keep hiding this?” he said, voice low but full of anger. “You think your name can carry you through this mess?” Josh didn’t answer. His face was unreadable. Calm, but not relaxed. Like he was holding something back. Then Mr. William turned to me. His eyes shifted—colder, sharper. “And this one,” he said with disgust. “She’s already cost you more than you know.”