Eugene Dangerous Fellows Novels & Stories

“Ms. Vivian is at the penthouse, and Mr. Luca is at his home in Greenwich Villa.” My jaw ticked. My brother was like Teflon when it came to life-and-death situations. He once got mugged in L.A., took a nap, and spent the same night partying it up with half of Young Hollywood. Vivian, on the other hand… The sick feeling spread, clawing at my insides like it was seeking escape. “I’ll have the full report in your inbox within the next hour,” Giulio said. “Is there anything else you need from me at this time?”

Kyra said. "WHAT?" exclaimed Kay and Kim together after hearing that fantastic price. Kyra shifted her screen again and saw the money offered for Noxious to kill Logan Moretti. Kim shook her head in disbelief. "Wow! A million dollars. Is he so dangerous that he is worth that high?" Kyra reads more information about their new target. "From the information given, it is very dangerous. Logan is known as the Sicilian Berserker." Kim's eyes narrowed at her younger sister. "Berserker? What is it?"

“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.

Sweat the size of a corn seed poured down the guards' foreheads. They did not expect, in front of their eyes right now was one of the largest mafia members in the country. And that terrible man was—, "Lu—Lucy ...." . . . Hi ... thanks for reading 'Dangerous Man', sorry for the inconvenience. I will revise the previous chapter to make it even better. Don't forget to leave your review guys!: D

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."

When the guys in the row ahead turned around, Rex and I both had our eyes fixed on the screen as if we were completely absorbed in the movie. I just wanted them to turn back as fast as possible. But beside me, Rex's hand started thrusting again, slow and deliberate. A muffled sound slipped out of me before I could stop it. I bit down hard, barely holding it in. Thankfully, the guys only glanced around for a moment before facing forward again. Rex leaned in close, his breath brushing my ear as he murmured, low and teasing, "Naughty little thing. You almost got caught coming in the movie theater."

His voice was low and serious as he began to speak, his words filled with a mixture of concern and warning. "Camilla, I need you to understand the gravity of the situation we find ourselves in," Lucas said, his voice steady but filled with urgency. "These workers, this warehouse... it's all part of a dangerous operation involving drugs. If you ever lied to me, if you ever got involved in any way, the consequences could be dire." Camilla's heart pounded in her chest as she listened to Lucas's words. She had never imagined being caught up in something so dangerous. The realization hit her like a cold wave, making her feel small and trapped.

The way his deep, baritone voice terrified every inch of my body. He didn't blink. He didn't even have to. He just stood there, staring hard at me like he was observing some fascinating specimen under a microscope. And yet again, it was exciting because of how alive he made me feel. Like the young, naive college girl I was six years ago, something I never felt with Carter or anyone else. Only this time, it was more dangerous and wild. “You wanna bet on it?” I narrowed my eyes. “Huh?” “You want me to leave you alone, right? To stay clear of anything that concerns you, to erase every memory of us like it never happened? Then you’ll have to agree to the contract, darling.”

That's good morning in Italian. He growled in response, using his huge arms to adjust the gun hanging on his neck. I lowered my head and shoved my invite from Mrs. Hyde. The hulkish bodyguard growled and inspected it before opening the heavy steel gate. It's impossible to escape from this sex factory—well, not impossible, because some of the boys had actually escaped or attempted to escape, but they were all caught and mutilated right in our faces as a strict warning to any of us who may think of escaping.

"She was asking too many questions, which was odd." The guy she pointed out as Justin said, holding a silver knife. "Suddenly, I learned she packed up and was trying to leave. So I caught her and decided to teach her a lesson. Boy, did she sing! She didn't want to, but she complied when her son came into the picture. She told me all about your questions. It made me begin to wonder. Four people arrive from Woodclaw on the same day at the same hotel asking for a guy with the same name. I must tell you, the four of you almost had us fooled, but we all came here to make a living, and Mr Moon is paying us way too much to disappoint him. Our instruction was clear; whoever comes from Woodclaw askin