Bondagr Novels & Stories

“Drop it.” Kael didn’t. Instead, he held his stare. “Whatever that was,” he said, quieter now, “it’s part of this.” Lucien didn’t deny it. But he didn’t accept it either. “That doesn’t mean you get to see it,” he said. Kael’s expression hardened slightly. “We’re already seeing more than we should.” Another pause. Then— “…This is exactly why bonds like this fail,” Lucien said. Kael frowned. “What do you mean?”

the one in the middle winks at me. “Yeah,” his companion snorts. “We heard you spread ‘em for anybody. So, I’m sure you won’t have any problem getting on your knees right now and blowing me.” The third one laughs, and when I don’t respond, the middle one makes a surprised face. “Oh, is fifty too much for you? We don’t know your normal rates, you see.” “She’s probably never seen this much money in her life. She looks like she’ll get down on her knees for two dollars.”

Minus Cutter’s face turned to stone. “Whatever the fuck you think you may know about my club—” “Oh, I know a great deal about you and the Burning Saints. Much more than you could possibly imagine. It’s partly because of the knowledge I have of such things, that I don’t care about your three million. I know, for instance, that your book contains a vast array of information regarding the various sources of that money, and that is what I’m interested in. Why go after three million, when there are hundreds of millions out there for the taking?”

He swi‌rled the ambe‍r liquid in his crystal tumbler, th‍e ice cubes clinki⁠ng a solitary melody. “The Thorne Group is makin‍g another⁠ move,” hi⁠s grandmo⁠ther,⁠ Eleanor, said from the l‌ea‌ther w‌in‍gback chair behin⁠d him. H⁠er voice, like the rustle of old money, cut through the silence. “They’‍re courti‌ng our Asian partner‌s. A show of instability now would be… costly‌.” Kaelan didn’t t‌ur‍n.⁠ “The‌re is no instability.”

Her father gulped. "Honey, i know I fucked up again but i swear I didn't borrowed it for drugs... My friend told me to invest in scheme and i thought it will work for us but i lost everything, it was a scam... But i promise, I won't create any trouble for you. I haven't borrowed from him. It was someone else..." "You borrow from Gomez" Grace smiled bitterly as tears rolled down from her eyes. "Do you know who is he?... Gomez is his right hand, it's his money dad. You again borrowed from Moretti..."

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“My eyes are very sharp, I have never seen anything wrong. I make sure, sooner or later, Dr.Ivory will contact you.” “Do you want to bet? I win, you give me 1 million VND. If I lose, I'll give you one. OK?" Daisy was very excited while Abel still hesitated because he didn’t want to be involved in gambling games, but Daisy said a tough word; “Don’t be too mean. Just for fun. ⅕ your month’s salary. You don’t have your wife and children. No need to think of the future too much.” Daisy's mouth smiled brightly like a blooming flower as if she were counting money in her hand. “Why are you so sure?” Abel was curious about Daisy’s certain attitude.

Chapter 46 boulangerie et caféine "What the hell is that woman doing here?" Lana asked herself as her gaze met with Adia. Alliance boulangerie et caféine is a reputable store, and a puppet like Adia cannot afford it. Sebastian has taught her a very valuable lesson, for the strings she pulled at the party, he took away all her father's investors, and the company is at the verge of falling all because of one woman.

We have the same mother but different fathers. The boy I want to kiss is my brother. The bond in my chest screams louder, hot, angry, and wrong. Cael's voice is rough like rocks. "Mother," he says. The word sounds strange coming from a king who never says soft things. She nods fast, wiping her face. "The Goddess curses blood matings. The bond will burn you both out from the inside." "How long?" I ask. My voice cracks in the middle. "Three nights," she says. "Not weeks. Three. The full moon rises on the third night."

All he knows is that the crash left me infertile. “You know what I do for a living, so that in itself is a daft question. But yeah, I’ve not long got in. Now come on, you have a meeting to start.” I groan out and stifle a yawn as I take the mug and sip the goodness. Andros works for his long-time friend. Matteo DeAngelis. Matteo is the mafia king. I have never met him or know how the two of them met, but Andros and I live in his gated community.