Romans & histoires Its A Deal Badboy

"Lade found out about our deal though he doesn't know it's you specifically... it's not like I'm scared of him, and I'm not scared of you either, which is why I'm ending the deal...I'll keep killing them and cutting off their hands till either one of you bastards die and I'm sure I can sell the others to either of you without the other one wanting to find me and cut my fucking head for it." "I've never had to do this but now I've gotta, Lade's willing to pay triple the price for the girls but I know you're just going to offer to pay more. I'll send this message to Lade too, and if the men I sent to deliver this to you are following my orders accurately, you might die a few minutes after list

He turned and stormed off like the villain in a bad soap opera. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. “Wow,” Antonia said beside me. “He’s such a salty little bitch.” I nodded slowly, still stunned. “Yeah... I guess so. The poor jerk thought the role was his and I took it.” “You deserve it,” she said firmly, squeezing my arm. “Just promise me when you get famous you’ll still talk to me, okay?” I smiled faintly. “Stop talking nonsense. You are forever stuck with each other.”

He looked at me somberly and suddenly dropped to his knees. "Katrina, I'm sorry. It was my fault. I should have trusted you." I looked at Aaron coldly. "What's the point of apologizing? Would it bring my mother back to life?" I continued, "Since you keep thinking that I'm an evil person who would destroy your company and ruin your darling Rachel, fine. I'll fulfill your wish. I can be even worse than what you think." Then, I took out my phone and found the video I had taken of him and Rachel doing the nasty in the morgue next to Dad's. I sent the video to my family group chat, showing them that they could still get "in the mood" at Dad's funeral.

Centuries. Darkness. Loneliness. Waiting. Starving. Dreaming. Praying. Not evil. Not originally. Something abandoned. Something twisted by endless isolation. Something that no longer remembered what it had once been. “She promised.” Pain flooded my chest. “She promised me.” I saw Selene. Broken. Destroyed. Holding her dying daughter. And I understood. The bargain. Not power. Not immortality. Not conquest. Companionship. The creature had been alone. And Selene—

I knew Jasper wasn't taking her seriously any way. Jasper picked up his backpack that was sitting on his cars hood and slung it over his shoulder . I picked up mine from my motorcycle and did same. We made our way to the school gardens.He had his arm on Blondies waist as we walked.She threw her head back in laughter at something he murmured to her.l felt like a freaking third wheel. I could have any girl I wanted due to my looks . Reputation included too.You might not know but girls loved the thrill of the danger that comes with being with a bad boy .

- It's hard to deny. You aren't bad until you have met someone like Blade Collins. - He's the real deal. You aren't bad until the bad boy/girl is your boy/girlfriend. - Do I need to spell it out for you? B-L-A-D-E C-O-L-L-I-N-S. Signed: Secret Isabella Nolan #1BadAss

He grimaced and she laughed. “People aren’t always who we knew them to be. There was a point when I thought Brent was my person, it was only when the rose-colored glasses came off that I saw the person he turned me into. I don’t want to love someone at the cost of my happiness again.” Roman smiled widely. “Then in the true fashion of us, let’s make a deal.” Sierra grinned. “Let’s argue and push each other to be the best versions of ourselves, but let’s never stop communicating.” Sierra liked that deal and planted a kiss on his lips. “You’ve got yourself a deal, Dr. Leek.”

he said. My mind swirls into confusion. “ A-A deal not a relationship?” I asked. Major Sullivan sighs. “ Yes, a deal. She doesn’t want a relationship for it can ruin her public image. She only wants a deal and that deal is what they called fucking,” he said.

All his plans to bring me down had failed miserably and it had hit him harder than hell. My enthusiasm was at its peak and when we all got back to the locker room, something strange hit my head. That one thought immediately made me act upon it without a second thought. I had no idea whether it was good idea or a bad idea, yet all I knew was that I had to try it, hoping for the best. I saw Noah surrounded by his minions who were trying their best to cheer him up. Knowing that softness was never a tool I had to use on them, I put on my bad boy attitude to deal with them and went towards Noah.

She teased. Blake was tensed up with rage. Anna and her sharp tongue, the both of them don’t get along in the gang. “If you two don’t knock it off, I might consider putting you out and you know what that means.” They both went mute, glaring at each other. “Sorry boss.” They both said.“Blake, What about the business deal you messaged me about?”“An old cargo dealer from the Philippines needs drugs worth $50m. He got a bay, so it’s easier to ship it.”