Money Heist Book Novels & Stories

I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Alessandro "The Devil" Costello, El Padrino. I shook my head, nope, not going to believe it unless I talk to him myself. I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to the library. Since I had nothing to do, I settled on reading a book. I surveyed the huge library and finally found a book that seemed interesting enough to read. "Mafia and Mafiosi by Henner Hess" With a book in my hand, I walked back to Alessandro’s seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.

However, if I did not go on, I might never retrieve the money I lost previously. Conflicted feelings gripped me. My mind was a mess. During my hesitation, the result of another game was out. I casually glanced at it and widened my eyes. Book Lover had countless chips on the ranking list as shown on my phone screen. He went all in, placing a bet of 5 million dollars on the banker. The banker gained thirteen points while the player gained ten points. Book Lover won 30 million dollars. I fixed my gaze on the phone screen with fierce envy. 30 million dollars was enough to buy two McLarens.

"Don't do this. Don't involve the authorities." But Hideous remained unmoved, his resolve unyielding. "You should have thought about that before you betrayed me," he retorted coldly. "You can have all the things you bought using my money. Houses, parlors, clubs, bags, shoes, clothes, anything you bought, you can have it. However, the cards in your hands, I will cut them off. I'll have Mr. Park send you a bank card with money in it that you will get from our divorce. That's it." Defeated, Lilia cast one last desperate glance at Hideous before turning on her heel and fleeing from the office, her mind racing with fear and uncertainty.

Did they really think no one would find it? "You've embezzled quite a lot of the pack's money. It's no wonder you're a very wealthy man. Some would write it off as generational wealth but this," I lifted the book, "tells me otherwise." I could practically see the sweat rolling down the side of his head and the sound of his erratic heart beat. He was starting to panic and give off subtle traces of fear yet, he still had the audacity to try to deny his crimes. "I know not what you-"

I needed answers. “Just tell me.” He blurted out. I jumped out of my thoughts and back to him. “Huh?” “You’ve been in and out of this date and so what’s on your mind?” “I know everything. Bella. You. Vincent. Everything. Well I think. I did a g****e deep dive after you left and I found out some stuff. The court case, her disappearing with your guys money and stuff. And your own brother defending and also hooking up with your girlfriend. I understand why you were so upset before, I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you. You were right. And I’m also sorry that I dug deep like that it’s invasive.”

I hate greedy people. “How short are we?” I ask pinching the bridge of my nose. Someone is going to have to pay for this, I hate disloyal people. “Twenty Million” he replied “the money was laundered in one of the warehouses in Italy” the money stolen was pocket change to me and I spend that in one day. The money wasn’t the problem it’s the dishonesty and having to go behind my back thinking they can outsmart me. “Find who is behind it and bring them to me. I’d love to see the face of the person who finally grew balls” I said dismissively. “I’ll handle them myself.”

“Are you sure?” “Yes. Send me the dealer's details and the payment information. I'll transfer the money. I'll come later to sign the agreement and complete the paperwork.” Mia hesitated before replying. “All right. I'll take care of it.” The call ended. I slipped my phone into my purse and remained on the bench for another moment before standing. I knew where I needed to go. I drove to the Blackridge estate and parked in the driveway. After getting out, I walked to the front door and let myself inside.

"Where is my book?" "I don't know, Your Majesty. They didn't give me any book, even they didn't came to me." He replied. "But they told me that they got their money. If you didn't meet with them, then who gave them the money?" The king growls. He thought that his man betrayed him. He thought that his man took the book but didn't give it to him. "No, Your Majesty. I didn't- - -" "Get lost from my eyes." The man left the room. Suddenly, Zhong Yu entered the king's chamber and informed him about the book.

Once through the gate, my heart rate began to ease, and my breathing evened out. “Fuck,” I shuddered knowing I just pulled off the heist of the century. My feet slowed down as my eyes searched for Bram and Twenty-Nine. “Is it done?” I jumped at the sound of Twenty-Nine's creepy-as-shit voice. My hand covered my heart. I was so amped up that I didn’t even hear him. I turned to face the strange man with grey skin and found Bram next to him. I smiled, holding up the bag. My eyes trained on Bram, “It’s done.” Relief filled Bram’s eyes and a slow smile crept up his face.

So, before my chef walked halfway into the living room, I raised my hands up. She understood the silent order and returned back into the kitchen. Just then, Micah opened up to me. “I owe money, and they are after my life,” he said. Still, I didn’t understand where he was coming from. What did he mean by he owed money and they were after his life? The way Natasha spoke of him to me, he seemed like a person who wouldn’t encounter dangerous people in all of his life. He should be living a cool and peaceful life. “Who are they? And how did you start owing them?” I asked. But he didn’t say anything.