Life Dealer Novels & Stories

“Save your act for someone who doesn’t know the truth. You tricked me into marriage with a fake pregnancy, Jiyeon. You bribed hospital staff to fake a miscarriage. Do you think I won’t expose you? I have every document, every witness. One word from me and you’ll rot in prison for years.” Jiyeon’s face blanched. She looked away, her hands trembling as she fiddled with her fingers, searching for a way out. “The only choice you have…” Zayren leaned closer, voice low and dangerous, “…is to sign. Or I’ll drag you to court and end your life in a way you’ll never recover from.”

she said, startling the dealer and the ex-con. “Who the fuck are you?” The ex-con asked bravely. He's got guts, Eden will give him that. “Your demise. You, I suggest you run. I have no reason to kill you and unless you want to be collateral damage, I suggest you go.” Eden said, pointing to the dealer who nodded and ran. It's true, Eden doesn't kill without reason. The ex-con was her target. The dealer, even though he was a drug dealer, had nothing to do with anything. So she let him go.

, Dmitri spat angrily. "Okay then. What do you want to get revenge for? How did I wrong you" "You didn't, but your father did" "My father?" "You heard me right" "How?" "Well, let's just say that your father was once a drug dealer..." "What!?", Leo voiced, and Dmitri cherished the look of utter shock on his face. "Ah, yes! I'm sore he never told you. He was a drug dealer in the past. In fact, I worked for him"

Sierra stood straighter, not backing down. “Miss Brightly, my son is a well sought after doctor, surely you understand my protectiveness.” She smiled sarcastically and Sierra’s jaw ticked. “Make no mistake, your son is not a commodity I wish to acquire.” Sierra steeled and threw back the amber liquid in her glass, but before she could leave she locked eyes with the older woman again “Oh and Mrs. Leek, it’s Doctor Sierra Brightly.” with those parting words she turned and walked straight out of the hall, party be damned.

’ His grip loosened, and I immediately took the chance to slap it off my temple, and I stepped back from him. “What do you think you are doing?!” I turned towards the opposer. He also had this appalling and disgusted look on his face. I guess there is at least someone who has common sense around here, unlike the dealer. That dealer… The dealer had his head tilted and a smug smile on his face. He was leering down at her. He actually found what was happening amusing. “So you say you want to deal your own daughter?” He asked. He was ripping open a new pack of cards.

"Apparently… they don’t want to sell to someone with your... reputation." A slow pause filled the office. "My reputation?" I asked flatly. "Yeah." He tilted his head. "Specifically… the arrogant playboy CEO part." Playboy? My brow creased before I could stop it. "That’s ridiculous." Cden lifted one shoulder. "Maybe. But Harrington is old money. Very family-oriented. Word is he prefers doing business with men in stable, committed relationships." I stared at him. "My personal life has nothing to do with my ability to scale his company.That doesn’t even make sense."

And why did I care how I looked next to him? We pulled up to a warehouse, massive, cold, guarded. But inside, it wasn’t some rundown dump. It was high-end. Organized. Controlled. Men with weapons, screens tracking routes, crates being moved like chess pieces. This wasn’t a gang. This was a machine. Deal Dynasty. And Hunter? He wasn’t just part of it. He was it. Everyone turned when he entered. Respect followed him like a shadow. And then… their eyes shifted to me. A tall guy with a cocky grin and too many chains around his neck spoke first. “Hunter finally brought her,” he said, like I was some myth they weren’t sure existed.

His breath came in short, ragged gasps Xavier stared at the bloody mess before him, unfazed. “I think you'll be interested to see this boss.” Levi picked up a revolver that sat on the workbench decorated with assorted torture tools beside him. He spun the cylinder lazily with his thumb before aiming it at the trembling man’s stomach. “Where do you think I should shoot?” Levi asked Xavier casually, as if discussing dinner plans. Xavier shrugged. “You call the shots, boss.” Levi thought for a moment—then pulled the trigger.

I will make sure to let him know of our deal when the time comes, in order not to have Coles's name written in my dad's black book. " I wanted to talk to you about two things." " Go on." I picked up my glass of wine and took a long sip from it. " I was thinking of building a hotel here in the city." " That's not a problem." " It feels awkward that people still think I live off of my dad till date even after I've tried so hard to make a name for myself." " I don't see anything wrong with that." " I do. I had a conversation with Cole the other day, and somehow he talked about me having some investments and doing what I love, and not dying as some forlorn attorney.

He found him. "My oh my, if it's not my big brother Lukan." He muttered with a one sided smile creeping on his lips. His eyes found the other faces, he knows them. And definitely would not forget those faces. Baxter's family that brought his silent and enjoyable life into something far greater than being just a boy of the Harmonica fall. He's now a big time drug dealer, smuggler and a killer. "What a great time you're having, let me stain that for you." He mumbled while tapping his thumb on his wheel. Green light came and the van took off than him. "This is why you should not keep your tits calm, people. Death is chasing you."