Life Dealer 소설 & 이야기

“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.

“You insult me by thinking you can offer me money, my man. I don’t need your pathetic money. Do you know how much I'm worth? Do you know just how much a single deal gets me?” I didn’t know, and I didn’t want to know. All I wanted was to get the hell out of this place, but of course I couldn’t say that to him. From our little conversation, I realized now that these people had to be drug dealers … the kind that would kill people who defaulted or offended them, without the slightest hesitation or guilt. Also, judging by this conversation and the fact that Jack didn't mind me knowing his identity, there was definitely no way I was going to get out of this alive, and that scared the bejesus out o

"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.

Ethan came to one of his family's malls to check their supplies in the underground section and meet with the leader at Tempa. It still surprised him how the Tempa region leader was both a drug dealer and a doctor at the same time. This was the biggest mall in town, and his family had owned it for years, but nobody knew about the underground section where all the drug and mafia operations were carried out. The Hades before him, his mother, and every Hades before her had used the mall's underground level for mafia activities. It was a tradition that the heir of the Leo family would become Hades, and this was how the Leos became so wealthy and powerful.

But then, that wretched bimbo, the alluring, sexy Proserpina had walked in and stolen her man. The Stranger paused. Then the voice came again and as she listened, Leonora went hot and then cold all over. After the person had finished talking, Leonara said, in a whisper, “And…if…if I don’t do this?” The pause this time was pregnant with meane. The Dealer laughed. A chilling sound that made Leonara shiver. She sat, still and unmoving long after the call had ended. She was a drug peddler, was Leonara Benson.

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.

Without having to look, Rhye knew his brother was grinning, the smile feral, his sharp teeth visible in the dark, a manic promise from the assassin that there wasn’t another choice but to agree to Rhye’s terms. “Sure.” The beast nodded, the grin he’d worn bleeding from his face as the excitement of the sale he’d just made dulled. “If I find out you’ve been selling to anyone else, you won’t live to regret it. Do I make myself clear?” Rhye tilted his head, staring through a narrow-eyed gaze at the dealer. “As you command, alpha.” The beast had the good sense to bow, showing his allegiance to the leader of this region. “Wonderful,” Joseph snickered, clapping like a child on Christmas morning, h