Business Gamer Novels & Stories

Throughout the day, Jack moved from one side of his office to the other, searching for a way to create the circumstances that would bring Emma to him. "How about a job offer? In a month, you'll need to travel to South Korea to close the deal with Samsung Electronics, and you've already confirmed your attendance at the anniversary dinner of KB Financial Group, the owners of the financial company." Jack nodded. He was a businessman in consumer electronics and technology, finance, insurance, construction, and biotechnology. "Yes, I know. If I don't go, it would be impolite on my part, and I don't need to create tension with my investors."

“Then that tramp will have the pleasure of explaining herself.” Nico leaned back in his chair, watching the fire in Nero’s gaze. The demon was back and out for blood. That same old ruthless certainty burned there. It was the look of a man who’d kill anyone or anything that tried to move his pieces off his gameboard. Nero’s gameboard. “Tonight, then,” Nico said finally. Nero nodded once. “Tonight.”

He scrubbed a hand through his damp hair, drops of fog‑water flicking off his fingers. “Back home,” he said, “I knew a guy who worked on mobile games. Free to play, pay to win, real soul‑sucking stuff. He used to joke that players weren’t *playing* the game; they were testing loops, feeding data to the system so it could get better at trapping them.” “That’s not a comforting analogy,” I said. “Wasn’t meant to be,” he said. “Point is—somebody had to build those loops. Design the traps. Decide what kind of fun hurt the right amount.”

"Got it. I'll be back within a week." I pretended to still be asleep, listening as he hung up and walked closer. His footsteps stopped by the bedside. A burning gaze fell on me, and his inner thoughts came through crystal clear. "The family's urging me to go back and take over the business. It's time to wrap up this little game. Mable's gotten boring, but this fool… Maybe I'll pretend to be ill and have my fun with her. Let's see how stupid she really can be." My eyelashes fluttered slightly, but I kept my eyes closed. Inside, I was scoffing coldly.

“I told you not to do that!” He snapped pushing me into the janitor’s closet that had become our normal meeting place. “I’m the captain-” “I don’t care!” He spat. “You will do as told or else-” “Or else what Diego?” I challenged. “You will get yourself and your little friends killed.” When Sienna Leighton exposed and got the school’s golden boy expelled for fixing her polo team’s matches, didn’t just win herself the captaincy, she also put a target on her back from the mafia family running the betting ring. Now, their heir, Diego Morozov has transferred to her school and is in her team to make sure they don’t lose any more money thanks to the self-righteous princess. They hate ea

She yelled. Gambling has been a habit in the past, a pastime activity whenever he was bored, and an outlet to earn fast cash. He was good at it, but it was late when he realized his mistake of using AJ for gambling, regardless if it was done for amusement. “I’m sorry,” he apologized.

Zander 7 years ago... Knock, knock, knock. "Zander, open the door. We are about to head out." Great, just what I needed. "Piss off John, I'm not in the mood." That's John, the beta, my father's best friend, confidant, and the guy who does me father's dirty work. I hear John sigh, then receding footsteps. John knows I don't like the idea of this mission. I mean, how can I, when what they want me to do is help them take out another pack?

However, if I did not go on, I might never retrieve the money I lost previously. Conflicted feelings gripped me. My mind was a mess. During my hesitation, the result of another game was out. I casually glanced at it and widened my eyes. Book Lover had countless chips on the ranking list as shown on my phone screen. He went all in, placing a bet of 5 million dollars on the banker. The banker gained thirteen points while the player gained ten points. Book Lover won 30 million dollars. I fixed my gaze on the phone screen with fierce envy. 30 million dollars was enough to buy two McLarens.

“Why?” Dungeon Raydens was the most popular MOBA (Multiplayer Online Battle Arena) game in the country. It was so popular you could see it being played in almost every single computer shop (read: Internet café), usually by students cutting class and splashing out the school allowance they had scrimped away. This prompted at least one Provincial Hall and one Village Center to actually ban the game from being played in computer shops, especially those near schools. Apparently, two teenagers ended up getting stabbed to death after a melee inside Dungeon Raydens spilled out to the real world.

Damian was known for being a shrewd businessman who never did anything without an ulterior motive. Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Damian spoke again. "There is one thing I would like in return, Scarlett," he muttered. Scarlett listened as Damian made his offer, a generous one at that, but she couldn't help but feel that there was something about him. As much as she appreciated his offer, she couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something. Damian had always been known for his shrewd business skills and it was common knowledge that he never did anything without an ulterior motive. Scarlett couldn't help but wonder what he expected in return for his kindness.