Dangerous Card Games Novels & Stories

Last night, in a desperate attempt to distract myself from my miserable life, I ventured to a club, longing for an escape I decided to get laid one last time before committing my forever to him. Prayers filled my thoughts, eagerly wishing he'd reject me, I was so disgusted by his presence. The fear of potential harm haunted me, a troubling uncertainty about what might happen if he ever laid hands on me. Yet, today, I made the painful decision to proceed with the marriage. It was a pact, a promise to my brother Camillo and my friend Ivy, who were enjoying in their love and success.

There would be no notifications sent to the cardholder’s number or email, no PIN requests, and Dave had blurred our location to make it harder to trace. “Showtime.” Matthew cracked his knuckles with a wicked grin. Then, swiftly, he used the card on the online gambling website. Virtual slot machines, lottery tickets, horse racing, boxing matches, illegal goods in the dark web market, and various other forms of illegal money transfers. “Is this really safe, Laird? Aren’t we going to get caught by the FBI?” I asked with a pounding heart and eyes fixed on Matthew’s laptop screen. “If Dave says it’s safe, then it’s safe. Besides, the money on that card is also illegal. What goes around comes arou

Nathaniel said softly, his breath warm against my ear. My heart raced. Damn! Such a dangerous temptation. * The dealer dealt the cards, and I felt a rush of adrenaline as I examined my hand. A pair of jacks as black as coal. My gaze was fixed on Daniel as I raised my bet. He hesitated, his gaze shifting to Nathaniel's and then back to mine. Sweat beaded on his forehead. “Call,” he finally said, his voice barely audible. The dealer showed the next card, and my heart skipped a beat. A black king with the spades symbol gleaming like a razor blade.

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“I’m not standing here alone with any of them though, am I?” Clearing his throat, still dense with lust, he sighed. “If I tell you, I put you in danger.” Zoe rolled her eyes. “Oh please, as if that isn’t the oldest line in the criminal’s handbook.” “It’s the truth.” “So, you just expect me to believe that I’m not in a dangerous situation right now?!”

Alessandro’s POV Even after seeing the club, I thought I had reached the end of it. I was wrong. This wasn’t about music, women, or even excess. The game board was already set. Matteo moved deeper into the underground, toward a section roped off from the rest. The air there felt heavier, quieter in a dangerous way. A single long table sat at the center, dark wood polished to a mirror shine. Cards. Chips stacked in neat, intimidating towers. Cash exchanged hands without counting.

“That’s not exactly normal information to leave out.” “He stays away from my affairs.” “Clearly not far enough.” That finally made Riccardo glance back at her. A dangerous look. “You should stay away from Luciano.” Amara folded her arms. “You say that like he’s dangerous.” Riccardo stopped walking entirely now. Then turned toward her slowly. “He is dangerous.” The answer came too quickly. Too seriously. Amara frowned slightly. “But not in the way you think.” And before she could ask what that meant—

I can't stand her doing whatever sick game Erik had in mind with some random guy because in Erik’s game, relationships don’t matter. “Tonight’s game is all about dark desires.” Erik announces. “Guys have already drawn a card...Ladies it’s your turn.” The ladies there took their cards and he shuffled them. The card he made me pick is burning a hole at the back of my pocket. The need to pull it out and show it to her for her to pick me is strong but it’s not allowed in the game. It’s just a random guess and the guys match with the girls according to the cards.

Something dangerous. I want to know more.

"What are we playing?" "Something with stakes." Audric plucked the deck from Chris's hand, shuffling it like he actually knew what he was doing. "Truth or dare, but with cards. Lose a hand, you answer a question or do a dare. Your choice." "That sounds like a trap specifically designed for me." "Maybe." He dealt the cards out with a grin that told me exactly how much thought had gone into this plan. "Guess you'll find out."