Deuce Spade Novels & Stories

Chapter 8 The marble hallways on the 18th floor of Velmore Capital were silent, save for a firm step that advanced without hurry, yet without hesitation. The glass walls reflected light and shadow, revealing more than they concealed. A female figure emerged with the relentless calm of someone who knows exactly where she’s going. Her pearl-colored dress delicately outlined a composed presence, while a long, dark blue coat—carefully fitted—wrapped her in the elegance of a deliberate gesture. Each step seemed marked by an invisible metronome: measured, precise, leaving no room for distractions or doubts.

“I really admire how you appreciate jewelry, Odessa. The Artemis ring was really hard to come by since it wasn’t auctioned until last year.” Reagan was bored with the talk, and so are the other men. “Oh, I didn’t get to attend the auction since we were in Bali for a vacation. We were supposed to return for the auction but Reagan was---” “Demyan, how about getting married first before my son? It’s the only competition you can win against him.” And with that, Reagan got stepped on by his wife again. “Once this project is over, surely we’ll plan about that”, Demyan replied, trying to sound alive.

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"It doesn't now, but it did then. My mom told me about the charges pending in Evanston. I know Uncle Alton is throwing money at it left and right, but I wasn't the only one who had a reputation at the academy. From what I heard, Spence liked it rougher than kink. I wouldn't be the least bit surprised that he got carried away and beat the shit out of that girl." There were too many parts to his statement to dissect each one. "He had a reputation? Before he dated me?" "While. Little cousin, all those girls were my cover. You were his." He shook his head. "I'm not saying he's gay. I'm saying his preferences don't make for his Carmichael-Spencer reputation. If you ask me, from all you've said, t

Time freezes as Declan's words hang in the air. Henry's hand is still wrapped around mine, warm and steady, while Declan's face twists with something between rage and triumph. "You know her?" Henry asks, looking between us. "Oh, I know her alright." Declan's laugh is cruel. "She's the barmaid who slapped me. Not Hattie Everett." Henry's hand goes slack in mine. The loss of his touch shouldn't hurt, but it does.

I could barely breathe as I scrolled down, the article unfolding like a nightmare: In a shocking turn of events, Adrian Blackwood, grandson of the late billionaire patriarch Arthur Blackwood, is on the verge of losing his inheritance. According to an inside source, Adrian, who was set to inherit his grandfather’s vast fortune on the condition that he marry the woman chosen by the patriarch, has been living a lie for the past four years. Sources reveal that Adrian, instead of marrying the woman handpicked by his grandfather, secretly wed another Vanessa, a young woman reportedly coerced into playing the role of the ‘chosen one.’ This deception, aimed at fulfilling the stipulations of the will

"I'm glad you said 'many'. You, my dear, have a lot of enemies that even I don't seem to fathom how you were able to amass such a great number." "The number of people who have access to the drugs or know its location are just a handful. And from the tone of your voice, you sound like you know who must've done it. Who is it?" Queenie's cold eyes surprised Deborah. "Well, you're right. I do know who it is but are you ready to know who it is?" She asked and Queenie's eyes narrowed. "His name is Damon but he also goes by the name Mishael Wade."

He was starting to suspect that wealthy women had a vendetta against him. “I’m sorry if we scared you. It’s just standard procedure. I’m Myrine, by the way.” “Nicholas.” “Ok, Nicholas, I’ll cut to the chase and say I want to strike a deal with you. I want to hire you to be my boyfriend for six months. That just includes accompanying me to social events and family dinners.” “I…” “I’ll obviously pay you and compensate you for any inconvenience I might cause you.” “It’s not that. I’m married.”

***** Spade's car stopped in front of an unfamiliar building, there was a huge sign in front of the building, shinning with lights, written in bold italics were the words Saint Deluca. It looked like a club but without neon lights and it looked much bigger and less crowded ob the outside, it was already almost dark outside, Spade's eyes moved from the steering to Nate on the side, he could see the awe in his eyes as he looked through the car window Something inside Spade warmed up as he watched Nate, the mere fact that Nate was somehow pleased with whatever he was seeing made Spade kind of relax, like he had been tensed before, somehow hoping Nate would approve of wherever they were going.

Stephen said, snatching his phone and Bryan heaved a breath. “Then let's go, now!” he said standing up quickly. “The lady at the spa?” Stephen asked, referring to Jenna whom Bryan had told him of. “She can't go anywhere” Bryan assured with certainty obvious in his voice. “I need to go seek permission from my boss then, a minute please” Stephen said, excusing himself. He returned a few minutes later, without his apron and without hesitation, the duo walked out of the bar. “I’ll do the driving” Stephen said and they both sauntered into the car.