Romans & histoires Spicy Chapters In King Of Greed

I wince, and bite down on my lower lip as I met with his eyes which glared down furiously into mine, his cerulean blue eyes, icy and cold. Yet, as I gulp, forcing myself not to waver and glance down in fear like usual, I couldn’t help the shivers running down my spine. I felt desire and anger all at once, and frustratingly desire was winning. I was mad at him, but the fucking mate bond just had to distract my feelings each time, and all I could think of was him between my legs as he gave me a really good fuck, but that wasn’t going to even happen, so I better push that thought at the back of my mind, trying to conceal it, suppressing my hussey of a wolf as she yearned to mate with his wolf.

I wanted to choke on his cock and then ride it till I couldn't walk anymore. Davin seemed like a very complicated man. He was cold and never spoke unless it was necessary. The world knew he was a billionaire, a top CEO in the Mafia world. But I suspected he was a shady man, he probably had hands in the underworld, which was why he never allowed me into his study. Said it was private stuff not meant for me to know.

Arjun embraced him tightly, the two men retreating to the balcony for cigarettes and talk of business, leaving Priya to prepare the evening meal. Dinner unfolded with polite conversation, updates on the family, the rising cost of spices, the latest Bollywood scandals. Priya served rotis hot from the tawa, her bangles jingling, feeling the weight of Mr. Gupta's stare across the table. Arjun's foot nudged her under the cloth, a secret signal that sent a spark to her core.

That's what it cost to buy off the soldier, the family doctor, and a hospital record so perfect it could fool anyone. My parents were already rebuilding the family business in Sicily. Today was the last illegal race before "Burning Man." I was behind the wheel of a modified Ford Raptor, battling a beat-up old JEEP that looked like it was about to fall apart. The guy driving the JEEP was a lunatic, drifting recklessly through the rocky terrain as if he had a death wish. Suddenly, a yellow wall rose on the horizon. A sandstorm. An unprecedented haboob was swallowing everything.

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He glanced at the live shrimp in the tanks, clearly agitated and behaving abnormally, then at the king crab on the iced display, its color already dull and off. Without wasting another word, he waved. "Bring them all back for sampling and inspection." "You can't do this!" Mitchell shouted, clearly in vain. "This is slander! You'll be hearing from my lawyer, Louise! Just you wait!" However, the previously arrogant Zachary was now pale as paper. His lips were trembling, and he couldn't manage a single word. I watched Mitchell still flailing around and suddenly found it all amusing. With a hint of mockery, I said, "Mr. Wright, you've been in business for so many years. You always get what you p

Barred from trains and planes, he was unable to find work. They said he’d tried to end his life, failed, and became homeless, living in corners of the city. He now existed only as a shadow in the city, unnoticed and forgotten. No one remembered he used to be a boss or how arrogant and calculating he was. I watched the direction he had disappeared into. For the first time, my last trace of emotion was gone. I realized that not all evildoers meet karmic justice. More often, they weave their own cocoon of ruin. Step by step, their greed, selfishness, ingratitude, and betrayal drive them to the edge.

With the deafening roar of the avalanche echoing in his ears, the ruthless King of Wall Street, the Shield of Humanity, plummeted into the cascading sea of white, swallowed whole by the falling mountain. (End of Chapter 128)

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Carter asks as he flinched when Maximillian point the pistol gun he was holding. "Ma-Master M-Max, w-why---" "Do you think Carter I will not know about your tampered reports on the profits that my drug transactions get?" Maximillian cut him off as he noticed that Carter was taken a back on what he said. "I passed this behavior of yours the past months, yet you continue to do it. Is that how you thirst on my money, Carter?" "Wh-what are you saying Master Max? I had no idea of that tamperi---"