Novel & Cerita Ruthless Bet Plus

'' I said. ''Fine.'' Her jaw tightened. I continued, ''And the eight months, not a day more. At the end of it, debt is settled, contract dissolves and you walk away.'' She looked at me steadily, ''Eight months.'' ''Eight months.'' I repeated. This was a transaction and nothing else. ''Agreed.'' She said simply. I picked up my phone. ''then we have an arrangement. Welcome to Cross Estates, Miss Nightshade.'' She didn't smile, didn't reply, didn't thank me.

“Perhaps you haven’t seen my proposal or heard about my track record—” “I’ve already heard enough about you, including the fact that you still owe me money,” Richard cut him off without hesitation. “Including your gambling habit that never seems to disappear.” Betran’s face immediately flushed red, caught between embarrassment and fury. Aurora bit her lower lip, while Aneta could only lower her head silently, clutching the edge of her house dress tightly. “What do you mean by insulting me like this?” Betran asked, his voice beginning to rise. Richard stared directly at the man, as though he could see straight into the black hole inside Betran’s heart. “I’m only being realistic. I’m not going

she smirked at him. Martin's confidence grew from her first match so he didn't say anything but if there was a feeling going on in his body now was proudness. Emilio has a lot of ego so he dropped another fifty million dollars on the table and the game started again. Few minutes later. "Jackpot!" Valerie dropped her last card and the people from BT cartel were already rejoicing. "No! I'll bet a hundred million dollars more if we have another rematch" Emilio shook his head. "Boss" the man sitting next to him called but Emilio paid deaf ears.

In the blur of the chat, one username flashed: LucasGambino. "Betty, have you lost your mind?! That's my SISTER! LET HER GO!" But his message vanished, swallowed instantly by the scrolling chaos. Betty never saw it, her eyes glued to the like counter. When it finally ticked past one million, the stream went insane. Betty's smile was a slash of victory. She grabbed my chin, forcing my head up. "This is what happens when you touch what's mine. After your big debut, enjoy your new life in the gutter."

"Send scouts to monitor their movements closely. We'll strike when they're most vulnerable." Ryan nodded and left to relay my orders. Alone in my tent, I allowed myself a moment to process the day's events. The victory was ours, but the war was far from over. Adrian was a formidable opponent, and I knew he wouldn't take this defeat lightly. The moonlight cast shadows on the walls of my chamber, and I felt a pang of nostalgia. This battle had reminded me of my early days as Alpha, when every decision felt like a test of my leadership. But those days were long gone. I was no longer the untested leader struggling to prove himself. I was Magnus, the Ruthless Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, and I had

“The way he looks at me?” “Yes. I know. It’s how my husband looks at me, how Rafe looks at Marge,” she paused. “Max was right about her brother. He barely talks. And when he does, all he talks about is business. Do you know what they call him in the business world? They named him “The Ruthless Magnate”. And he sure to live up to his name. He seized property by property, whenever he gets the opportunity, building his empire of hotels. But everytime he looks at you, I see tenderness, gentleness, love. Something I have never seen before,” Beatrice gave her a smile and a gentle squiz in her hand. “Honey, whatever situation you are in, whatever set up you and my son have, as long as both of you a

Soo dark and scary it appeared on his face. “Sorry gentlemen, where were we, never mind, I just remembered. So what’s your bets, you are the small blind Mr Lucas.” “One million” “Two million”, Maina raised the bet as soon as Lucas was done. The dealer turned to Lucas to see if he accepted by nodding his head to affirm. His deadlocks were all tied to the back as they cascaded to his back abyss. Maina turned to Steven and nodded to him who in turn acknowledged and punched a few strokes on the keyboard.

Gavin mused aloud. “Discovered?” Lulu snorted. “She usually joined him. And it wasn’t for the floor show. The pair of them like playing the odds.” “And losing?” “Actually no. They did surprisingly well. Too well. Bruno was thinking about cutting them off. Their wins were cutting into his profit margins.” Gavin couldn’t help but frown. “If that’s the case, then what about the rumors saying he owed large sums?” Lulu shrugged. “Hell if I know how those started. But if he did, it wasn’t here. You know the big man doesn’t allow bets that aren’t covered.”

"These are my tips from tonight. There's about five hundred dollars here. If you win, you get the money and I'm gone tomorrow, but if I win you have to strip naked and suck on my cock until I cum." Beth shivered as she pictured herself naked sucking on his big cock just like she had the banana earlier in the week. She forced herself to concentrate and thought of all the things she could do with an extra five hundred dollars. Beth also thought how pleasant it would be to have Steve out of her hair a month sooner then expected. She accepted the bet on the condition that he'd give her plenty of warning so she wouldn't have to swallow his cum. She also made him promise that he'd point his cock a

"And carved into the wood of the overturned carriage was a message written in human blood." The enforcer turned the projection stone, revealing a jagged, violent phrase etched into the side of the transport: THE HIGH ALPHA'S MATE BELONGS TO THE ROGUE PACK NOW.