Romans & histoires Deuce Spade

That morning, I received a message from an old coworker. 'Scott found Ysabel,' she wrote. 'Turns out her new sugar daddy is her former department head. You should've seen them—everyone was shocked! She's really not picky. That man's old enough to be her father. 'Scott lost it and attacked him, but got beaten to the ground instead. Later that night, he followed her home, cornered her, and demanded to know where the baby was. They fought. He strangled her to death… then killed himself.'

He handed me a file. I stared at it, my hands numb. Everything I thought I was.. everything I believed about my blood, my name, my pain—was a lie. And for the first time in my life, I didn’t know who I was supposed to hate. I regretted hating Raine all my life when she was also a victim of family feud. All our marriages originated from Deceit. It was all a Marriage of Deceits!! I opened the file, after flipping through the files. My hands trembled seeing the content.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to send your precious mate and child to keep you company.” “I’m not dead yet.” Aluxious flicked his gaze to the hybrid, his fur melting into his human skin. His lips curved into a smile. “Also, when I met death the last time, he said I’m not his type. He’s more into people like you. Fucking disgrace to the world.”

Tsss Nag patuloy kami sa pag lalakad ng mapadpad ang paningin ko sa loob ng game arcade at nakita ang isang malaking SpongeBob na naka sabit. Pakiramdam ko ay nag init bigla ang paa ko dahil kusa na lang akong umabante. "Hey, saan ka pupunta?" Nag tatakang tanong ni Jonas kaya nilingon ko siya. "Uh.. sa may game arcade lang ako ayos lang ba?" Tiningnan niya ang game arcade bago ako. "Let's go together." Then he held my hand and drag me with him. Naka awang ang bibig ko nang tingnan ko siya habang bumibili ng token.

Russell had spotted it too. Three players. Then two, when Charlie folded quietly a hand later. Just Eli and Russell. The dealer burned the top card and placed the final community card. Ace of spades. Eli felt something settle in his chest. Brigail's card. The trump. The one everything started and ended with. Russell tugged his left earlobe this time. Eli caught it. Left was truth. The bastard finally had something. Russell smiled at his cards, slow and satisfied. He checked his watch a third time, openly now, not bothering to conceal it.

"Well, if it isn't our dear Ms. Nina Lace. You stabbed Dante in the back back then, but now that he's become the mafia Don living in glory. Someone must be feeling pretty regretful, right?” "I heard that you're gonna marry that half-dead geezer from the Boone family. That old man's useless, so you'll definitely be lonely later. Why don't you have some fun with us first..." Before I knew it, Dante had appeared behind them and kicked those spoiled brats.

Finny asked. "Archer Devereux," Moe spoke up, "We never had personal beef together but I have a fair idea of the type of man he is, or I've heard things. He's as bad as the Salvatores. Doesn't do many favors. No one knows much about him honestly except that he isn't a man to be messed with." I looked at the pendant and grazed my thumb over it. There was always something about Archer that I couldn't quite understand. This just added to my confusion. My head kept pounding and I tightened my eyes, the memory of his words outside drifted. What was he telling me?

Present day ~Serena~ “Who is this Alister Kaine?” Spade asked from the front passenger seat of the SUV we borrowed from Alpha Seth. Declan was behind the wheels. I sensed that if I took shotgun, Spade would pout like a kid in the backseat. I don’t know what was up with him. I thought he was already on Declan’s side since he told him about the oblivion, now he’s acting like a jealous boyfriend. But then again, Spade was a complex being. He does things that might look out on the whim, but he has a bigger intention in mind.

She had been nothing but a pawn in his game, and now she was left to grapple with the reality of the man she thought she knew, but who had only ever been a stranger to her. "Dhokebaaz,". (Deceiver). She spat, her voice trembling with a mix of fury and sorrow. The word, drenched in her native tongue, was heavy with the weight of betrayal. But as the syllables hung in the air, he simply frowned, unable to fully grasp the depth of her pain, lost in the meaning of the unfamiliar word. "I don’t believe in this plaything". With a forceful kick, she sent the torn papers scattering across the floor—shreds of their so-called marriage, a union built on nothing but lies and deceit. It was a mockery of

The gruff voice on the other end asked. I pull out the Ace of Spades and hold it up to the camera and say the words that almost punch a hole in my chest. “I need to speak with Ace. Tell him it’s Tess. It’s a matter of life and death.” Knowing that the person on the other end was probably rolling his eyes at my words. Surprisingly, instead of the battle I was expecting, he spoke carefully, “As in The Tess? Tess Williams?” Like that, I felt like my stomach was dropping into my gut.