Blue Bloods Hard Bargain Novels & Stories

" Her sharp words pierced through my soul, causing pain in my heart. Wasn't she right about this? "Let us meet at the hospital to finalize the agreement." She said, and I nodded before humming. "Yes." After hanging up the phone, I changed into one of my best faded blue dresses and quickly packed my hair before leaving the house after catching a glimpse of the sleeping man. ~~ My gaze wandered down the hospital street, eventually landing on the same Mercedes Benz AMG that I had seen the day before. "You finally got here." The woman's vibrant voice made me take a deep breath before entering the open car.

I asked him without giving it much thought. "What do I get in exchange?" So, in exchange for giving his blood, he wants to make a bargain with me. But there is nothing more valuable to me than Harsh's life. "I'll give you everything you want and as much money as you want, but I need four bottles of blood right now." "Okay, send me the address and I'll be there right away." But, in a terrified tone, "what do you want in return?" "Have patience, Riya; I'll tell you what I need from you soon, but you will not break your promise, are you?"

“Only if someone tries to take what’s already mine.” And just like that after the voice of the host kept mentioning numbers, the applause erupted, pulling my attention toward the stage. I hadn’t even realized Hardin had gone up—one second he was standing beside me and the next, he was shaking hands with the host under the glare of golden lights. "Going once... twice... sold! To Mr. Hardin DeVante for four point seven million dollars!" What?

Spencer fell to his feet and the man in suit stepped back. "Mr. Spencer, please don't embarrass me and take your cue to leave this place. I am the owner of this property and on my place, i will not tolerate any discrimination, racism and violence… you should have known that. And I have changed my mind about selling this property. I cancel this meeting and I will make sure that all these men will be behind the bars for molesting a woman under your supervision, Mr Spencer. And remember, this is not the end." Mr Black glared daggers at Spencer.

"How? Do you mean Zach Howe? That useless trust fund brat? Has Ethan completely lost his mind? Has Tara eaten away at his brain? Associating with someone like him? Haha! Well, it won't be long before Ethan's name disappears from society entirely." Zach was not just a spoiled rich kid. He was dangerous and had blood on his hands. Ethan playing in his territory would leave nothing but scraps of bone behind. "Aren't you even a little curious why he's doing this?" "I'm not curious. His business isn't mine. Alright, I've got things to do. Hanging up now."

“The terms of your payment have already been agreed upon. She was never part of the deal. She is mine.” “I’m renegotiating. Originally, you said that you needed me to get rid of a guy she was dating. You didn’t say he was a wolf, and you definitely didn’t mention that he was a ranked member of Blue Moon. That type of work requires a specialist, and I’m the only one around. So, you either pay me what I want or find someone else to do the job. I want Taylor. Unharmed.” Who the fuck did this guy think he was, trying to negotiate with me?! I was running this show, not him. But I’d play along … for now.

“You can have someone else find him for you, and pay the four hundred billion dollars, because no one's going to find him in two days for you except me” “Fifty-five” he bargained. “Sixty is my final say, one more bargain and it's all your assets” He chuckled, darkly, with a hint of amusement. “That's why I like you Hilton, you're the man to get the job done.” Passing the photo to Liam without a word, “My lawyer will prepare a contract, I’ll contact you when it’s done.” I didn’t wait for a response, I walked out, Liam following closely behind.

And this time, there would be no escape. Angelica, remembered her conversation with Emily and decided to reach out to her brother. She dialed his number, her fingers drumming against the table as she waited for him to answer. When he finally did, his voice was laced with curiosity, a sense of urgency that she had expected. "Hey, Brian. Meet me at the Red Robin at 2 pm. We need to talk," she said, her tone firm but gentle.

"And what about this Isabella girl? How well do you trust her?" James's confidence wavered for a moment before recovering. "She needs the money for her sister's surgery. She will play along." Steve's skepticism remained. "And what do you think will stop her from not taking the money and running?" James's smile turned cold. "I've taken precautions. She'll uphold her end of the bargain." Steve's expression turned serious. "James, I'm worried. This feels reckless and I'm skeptical about this whole arrangement."