God Of Gambler 2 Novels & Stories

"Sure, you've given me some. But baby, what good is that tiny bit of cash in a city like this? I lost it all ages ago..." I could literally hear her hypocritical heartbeat accelerating as she lied to my face. "When exactly are you planning to stop gambling?!" I glared at her, my body trembling slightly from a toxic mix of sheer fury and extreme physical weakness. My wolf whimpered in pure despair, while my heart felt nothing but a numb, bottomless well of disgust. "Just until I make a comeback! The second I draw a good hand and win back everything I've lost, I swear to the Moon Goddess, I'll quit for good!" The distinct, crazed greed of a degenerate gambler flashed wildly in her eyes.

It's just an angry thought arising in the back of her mind. You're not so different from your father. You bet big when you decided to cheat Reviello, and now you're going to lose everything. Are you sure you're not a gambling addict? You broke a clause in the contract, knowing that he could put a leash around your neck and drag you away like a fucking dog. You like the thrill. Furthermore, you like to challenge your odds, even when the stakes are high. The blood is strong, after all. — SHIT, STOP THINKING. STOP THINKING, STOP...

The guy chuckled, “The good kind ... it’s fair game, buddy. If you don’t like the competition, talk to the Russkies, and maybe they’ll cut you a better deal.” Other men in the room were rustling, trying to clean up their mess. Some of them had their hands on the gun in their possession. Paying close attention to what was going down. “You need to clear this room and go back to pimping ... you know the price for violating the code.” Joey walked closer to the guy. He was calm and confident, with a cigarette between his fingers, “And you are? You walk into my shop ... pointing a gun at me ... and telling me what to do? Who the hell do you think you are?”

Oh no! Her husband's new room which w*s just two doors aw*y from hers opened, there came out the slut "Goodmorning oh" the lady smiled at Laura as she passed her greetings and seriously chewing gums like a slut she w*. This really annoyed Laura. To worsen it all, the slut kept on counting her money as she w*lked downstairs. Laura felt like dealing with the fool. So Phil now has so much money to get a Prostitute. It seems like that restriction on his withdraw*l isn't working at all.

Goldie walks over to Katcha and grabs her by the arm. “Wait, no!” She panics and tugs on his hand to get him to let go. “What did you just do?!” Darryl also exclaims in a panic as he rushes to block the door. His knees shook from witnessing the phenomena from earlier, yet he is determined to look Goldie in the eyes. There is a golden glint within his irises, and they seemed to flicker and grow similarly compared to a fire. It grows more, and more, until all he could see is a whole room burning down. Like tinnitus, he could hear distant screaming that increased in volume. They’re crying and cursing out a name he can’t quite decipher. In the room, he is the only one who remains. The walls quic

Their numbers had dropped and Kane would flip out more just seen them already loosing more millions. “I suppose the machines would arrive by next week?” Mariana asked Mr Langdon who was quick to nod. She turned her eyes back to Kane. “See? Everything's fine. It's normal to have these setbacks sometimes. Am sure production will start by next week once the machines are here.” A smile lighted up on her face but Kane only got up to his feet. “This meeting is over.” And, everyone stood up and we're leaving the conference room. “Keep me updated James or I'll fire you from your post with the snap of my fingers.” He glared at James before making his way out of the conference room with Mariana walkin

They lined up before him with practiced grace, revealing briefcases that gleamed ominously in the fading light. The first two cases were opened first, showcasing pure gold bars with an emblem of a ‘Fire heart’. A wicked smile appeared on the Alpha’s lips as the last two briefcases were shown: fresh mints, cash, money, untraceable, and pure Lunaria pounds. The crowd erupted with joy after seeing this; their loots made them filled with ecstasy. The lust for money, gold, and power could be seen in their triumphant cheers. But none could compare with the utter obsession that danced in the eyes of the Alpha, who stood on the stage, watching everything that unfolded before him.

Now he is looking for that win with this new one. “What kind of bet?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. “I won’t have anyone’s training interfered with.” “Nah, this is a two parter. Sort of win-win for me.” “Hardly seems like a fair bet then.” Tic scoffs. “You train her, woo her, do whatever you have to do to ensure she tries her darndest to succeed.” He says to Tic. I instantly hate the bet already. “And I bet she will still only last two weeks.” He chuckles and gives us both a satisfied grin, which feeds my competitive alpha nature, or maybe it’s my sympathetic nature. More of me not wanting to think she might lose and wind up a rogue.

The only thing that was coming to hid mind were images of the magical time he had with just the night before and look at where she was now, barely Twenty-four hours later, doing the same thing with another man. His thoughts were racing as he attempted to make sense of the situation. He endeavored to look for a rational justification, but his thoughts were a jumbled mess the whole while. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact that Golder would cheat on him with someone who wasn't even capable of competing with him. His thoughts were filled with inquiries, but he was at a loss for the appropriate words to use as expressions. It was difficult for him to take a breath since he had the sensati

And just when the situation seemed lost, and the stranger's gaze turned angry, the redhead did not notice much movement around her except when a larger body than hers stopped by her side. "Correct me if I am wrong, but I heard the lady asking you to let her go," Granger murmured. "Mr. Granger, you would not want to get involved in my affairs," the player's voice wasn't as confident anymore. "Your affairs?" Aaron questioned, looking at the man's hand that held Lara's wrist until he released it. "Yes. This lady made me lose good dollars at the roulette." "Roulette is treacherous," Granger deflected.