Dangerous Fellows Eugene Novels & Stories

"But why? I mean, imagine how much work we would get done if we stayed together!" "And why in God's name would I want to stay in the same house as you?" "Because we're best friends and we're brothers!" Russell turned to face Eugene with his brow up in the air. "And why the fuck are you gay?" Eugene stopped with his mouth slightly agape, his hand on his chest in a dramatic way. "How dare you?" He gasped. Russell paid no mind to his rants of how many girls he had fucked and had come splattering on his dick, and focused on making a well-made steak for Vivianne.

“Unbelievable. If this is how your company handle such details then it's best I go somewhere else.” The deal collapsed right there. Collins gathered his papers and muttered something about incompetence and stormed out. For a moment, no one spoke. The only sound was the faint hum of the city outside. I sat back in my chair letting out a sigh of frustration. If anyone else had fumbled this they would have been executed on the spot. Not even fired, executed. The person will never see the light of day again, but it was me and I don't usually mess up like this. “I'll call him and we can resch-”

Defenseless maiden my ass! It had been three days. Three days since the gala, three days since Kade had stumbled into my meticulously laid trap- Emilio was a ver good actor. And three days since I'd last seen confusion and desire warring in his eyes. No doubt fighting with himself, if the rumors about hin were true that he valued integrity and honesty above all else. At least I was honest…with myself at least.

“Can you do without sex? I, an Alpha, should refrain from sex because of some stupidity which both of you are practicing. It won't work at all. I don't care if I am going to die in the next three hours. I will go outside there and make sure my men capture all of you and cut your manhood. I won't tell them to kill you. They will only tie your hands and legs and cut your manhood and leave you in the forest. The birds would happily feast on it!” Eugene seemed uncomfortable as he heard this. “Really?” Eugene asked slowly. “Yeah, I am going outside now,” I told him confidently. “Jojo, you won't be left out!” I started to take my leave immediately. Jojo tried to come after me and this made me star

At this moment, Eugene resembled a cold-faced gladiator. He emanated a terrifying sense of iciness and hostility. It seemed that he would take Mrs. Neal’s life the very next second! Mrs. Neal had been confident that Eugene would never be able to find Rue after the human traffickers sold her to an isolated mountainous area. However, she had underestimated Eugene’s capability and the Newton household’s authority. “I… I…” Mrs. Neal started to panic as her face paled. She stuttered and said, “Who told you such nonsense? How could I have done something like that? You’re accusing me!”

Eugene was furious after the call. "You trouble me all the time. Why do you need me to restrain a citizen who is a nobody? Nathaniel, do you really think I'm working for you?" "Well, don't you know that you're the only person I know in Y Country? Besides, we are friends. Who else can I ask for help?" It's bad luck to be friends with you. "After Eugene finished his words, he hung up angrily." Nathaniel felt that his words sounded familiar. "Well, it seemed that he had scolded Carlson with the same words not long ago. Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together. They all had similar personalities."

"You want me to steal from the Blackwoods!” Ama exclaimed, disbelief coursing through her. It felt like a death sentence. Mr. Reynolds was a bald-headed man, and his strained face clearly revealed his age. “Oh, come on, Miss West. You're acting as if you haven't done worse.” Mr. Reynolds replied confidently from behind his large black desk. “Are you serious? The Blackwoods are one of the most dangerous families in town. I can’t even begin to imagine the consequences if I get caught.”

he whispered with deep regret as his final statement. That heart-wrenching murmur made Mr. Merrick burst into laughter, satisfied with Thomas’s helplessness. At that moment, Mr. Hawthorne found an opening to act. In one swift, powerful move, he kicked Mr. Merrick hard, sending him crashing to the side. The gun slipped from his grip and skidded across the floor, far out of reach.

“Who is at the damn top?” The more he read, the more disturbing things got. Eugene had committed some horrific crimes all to appease whoever had loaned him the money to pay off his gambling debts. “Rest is distress, you vile sack of shit.” The journal described robberies, hostile takeovers, more kidnappings, murders. Each entry more monstrous than the last. One particular entry stood out.

Small skirmishes flared at the docks; rumors of sabotage and betrayal circulated through the city like wildfire. Olivia and Ethan arrived at the Guild of Traders, where the central council convened. The hall, normally a place of negotiation and measured discussion, was tense and charged with hostility. Faces they had once nodded at politely now turned suspicious, even hostile. The air was thick with anticipation, every whisper a potential spark for larger conflict.