Ruthless Bet Plus の小説・ストーリー

The words on the page did not blur, no matter how many times I blinked. _MATCH CONFIRMED: SUITABLE FOR INTEGRATION._ My heart pounded against my ribs, like a wild animal trying to escape. Three months ago. He had been tracking my debts, my location, the exact failing beat of my brother’s heart, long before he ever walked into that hospital room with a contract in his gloved hand. The desperate deal I thought I made to save Ethan was not a twisted stroke of luck.

“I have news.” “That doesn’t sound promising.” “It isn’t.” I hand her a glass of water and sit across from her. “What did you find?” I ask, curious She inhale and then exhale “The gala.” My stomach tightens. “What about it?” i asked, dropping my own glass of water “It’s huge.” “I know.” “No,” she says, shaking her head. “You don’t.” She pulls out her phone and shows me an article. “Julian’s company is announcing a new global partnership.”

My dress was pulled down to stretch the creases in the fabric and tighten the knot of my apron I was wearing. "Ahm ... Madam, what's up?" I’m wondering what’s happening. She just looked at me. “Rix, remember that this is for VIP customers, you mustn't be sloppy! Entertain him if necessary! ” Every pronunciation of her words is hurried. “If his feedback here at our bar tonight is good, I'll give you a bonus! Twenty thousand immediately! ” She added. Wow twenty thousand right away? Are you that big time VIP in room 3 ?!

River held his arms out and said, “Forget defeating our Supreme Club. In my opinion, you won’t even be able to pass the qualifiers.” Levant said, “Really? Why don’t we make a bet?” “Okay, what do you want to wager?” “Let’s bet on our faces.” “What?” River was stunned for a while. He did not understand it. Levant said, “Whoever loses lets the other person slap him on the face. It’s easy, isn’t it?” River chuckled. “It’s so simple that I immediately understood it. In that case, there’s nothing else to talk about. Let’s bet our faces. I’ll just stand here and wait for you to come here after you lose. Then I can slap you in the face.”

And this deal had been a message: You can’t stop me. All Mr. Trent could do was sit still, hoping his silence would conceal his shame. But he felt it, the sting of his failure, the weight of his betrayal backfiring. He couldn’t even look the others in the eye. Meanwhile, Elias Wolfe paced across the length of his penthouse office, the call still open on speaker, the edge in his voice razor-sharp. “What do you mean it’s done?” he snapped. His assistant stammered on the other end. “We had no idea how he'd bypass the process. I guess he sealed the deal privately. The other companies didn’t even get a shot. Let's not forget he's Adrain.”

The corners of his lips flattened, and his eyes darkened with barely restrained rage. "What are you waiting for? Do what our Alpha ordered. Kill her..." He shouted at his warrior. I took several steps away, but the trees behind me blocked my path. Before I could run to the side, a warrior blocked my path, and then another warrior came to the other side. Ron was standing in front of me, leaving no way for me to escape. "Alpha ordered us to bring her to him, Beta Ron." One warrior reminded him of his Alpha order. "She doesn't deserve to become even his mistress. Kill her, otherwise she will harm our Alpha." I chuckled, knowing it's his jealousy speaking. If he can't have me, then he won't let

She'd died believing her company would continue that mission. "The prenup is generous," Alexander continued, as if discussing the weather. "Ten million dollars after one year of marriage, plus a divorce with no contest if I choose to end it. All you have to do is play the devoted wife in public and..." his eyes darkened, "in private." Heat flooded Isabella's cheeks. At twenty-three, she wasn't naive about what he was implying. The thought of sharing this man's bed sent conflicting shivers of fear and something else – something she refused to acknowledge – down her spine.

He paused, noticing my glassy eyes, and he sighed. Alex’s voice dropped lower. “They’ve modified the rules. No rounds. No time limits. No referee interference. It’s either a knockout or a surrender. That’s it.” I stared at him, horrified. “Brunetti’s dirty,” Alex said. “He’s known for illegal blows, psychological warfare, and humiliating opponents. He doesn’t just fight — he breaks people. Damon’s under pressure. If he loses…” I stood, heart racing. “I need to see him.” “Shefali—”

Howard: “…” How had the pot landed on his head? How was he supposed to shake it off? Benjamin’s gaze shifted to Brad. “And what exactly was the bet? Stakes?” Howard nearly wanted to die. Brad’s smile grew sly. “The loser… streaks.” Howard: “……” “And the winner gets one million plus a car.” He turned to Howard. “Don’t forget to transfer the money tomorrow. Honestly, I’d almost forgotten about it—good thing you brought it up.”

Dee & Jay both chorused – “A Bet?” Bibiana said – “Yes, a bet. We all know Dee can’t keep a job for more than one week” to which Danielle looked at her with a scowl, she smiled and continued – “but now that her dad has gotten another job for her as usual. If the boss turns out to be a man, single of course. Both of you will have to make him fall in love with you. Whoever turns out successful is the winner and the other will be tagged a wimp”. She paused for effect “for life”.