Novel & Cerita Full House Silence Is Not Golden

" Silence fell on the other side of the camera. I gave a wry smile and picked up my tray to continue working. It wasn't until 2:00 am that I dragged my exhausted body out through the bar's front door. The woman approached me again. "Julian, do you need the money because you're in some kind of trouble? I might be able to help you." The moment I looked up, blood suddenly gushed from my nose. A cry of alarm came from behind the camera. "Julian!"

He let out a slow, heavy sigh and turned his attention back to the dancers, dismissing his brother as if he were nothing more than a fly buzzing in his ear. Away from the music and the laughter, the atmosphere was suffocating. Inside a dimly lit room in a secluded lantern house, Silas pushed a literal mountain of gold across the table. The heavy clink of the coins echoed against the walls as they settled in front of the man sitting opposite him. The man was a walking nightmare, with a jagged scar cutting deep across his eyes that made him look like he’d crawled back from the gates of hell. He didn't move; he just stared at the treasure with a cold, calculating intensity.

A silent acceptance that I’m a worthy player… just not powerful enough to beat him. But we will see about that, won’t we? I raise my paddle, hopefully for the last time. “Ten billion dollars!” “Oh, Googly Moogly!” The auctioneer screams. “Ten billion dollars! Going once, going twice!!” Silvan’s eyes widen in faint surprise, every trace of smug humour suddenly wiped off his lips. Mine twitch in a triumphant smile. Ten billion dollars. I’d love to see him beat that. Tensions are rising, hackles are heightening.

Inside, the house was equally silent. Silas thought he was untouchable. He forgot that sometimes the quiet ones don’t fight with fists. They fight with leverage. And now I had his.

It was as if she were so scared he would withdraw his hands had she been a second slower. “VIP suite three wins the bid.” The auctioneer smiled immediately after completing the sale. Everyone went silent! Even Silas was unusually quiet for a while, trying to process. “You have finally lost it.” Laughter echoed throughout the hall as Silas turned towards Cayden, divider or not. “Shut up.” Cayden glared at Silas and said, too lazy to waste another word on Silas. "Tch," Silas snorted but focused on his business, inwardly seething but with no one to vent on.

I had downed three shots of Scotch earlier and had gone through half of the bottle on our table. The alcohol was hot in my throat, but it couldn't compare to the mortifying heat that was washing over me. I was not sure which fanned the flames more, the fact that it was prized at five gold bars or the fact that no one had bid higher. The entire house had been disturbingly quiet for a full minute, and when it seemed like no one was going to buy it, the pretty auctioneer called out Five Gold bars! And no one else bid. I had tried to raise the competition but had a feeling that no one would indulge, so do I just count my losses and move on? I couldn't even be mad at the buyer, he practically did

Title: Negotiating Upfront Payment with Silence Word Count: 700 As our discussion regarding the weapons, tools, and vehicle came to a close, Silence, the enigmatic boss of the gang leaders, raised a critical point—upfront payment. A tense silence settled over the room, punctuated only by the weight of his words. I knew this was a moment that required caution and finesse. Silence's eyes fixed on me, his gaze unyielding. "Selena, before we proceed any further, I need to secure an upfront payment. It's a necessary precaution to ensure both parties are committed to this arrangement."

On this silent night, I can hear my silent cries the loudest. 🔸🔸🔸