The Deal Novels & Stories

My heart was fucking pounding. “Deal?” He asked seductively. “Deal,” I replied. Was it the easiest deal or the hardest deal that would burn us? itsclarixass

“Exactly what part of the phrase no deal are you struggling with, Doug?” I snap into my phone, dragging my roll-along through the teeming chaos of O’Hare. “The no or the deal? Because I made it perfectly clear—Warner won’t budge, and neither can we. So please stop wasting my time.”

"So, we have a deal, right?" "Yeah." "Alright then, come over here, baby!"

Nang dahil sa isang DEAL, ang puso nila ay pinagtagpo at pinag-isa ng tadhana. Wakas

“You’re in a contract.” Noah threw his hands up. “Same thing!” For a moment, silence filled the room sharp and tense Then Ethan said quietly, “I’ll double it.” Noah blinked. “What?” “The payment,” Ethan said. “Make it a billion.” Noah stared. “You think money fixes everything?” “It fixes most things.” Noah laughed, short and bitter. “You’re unbelievable.” Ethan stepped closer, voice lower now. “I’m giving you an out. Take the deal, Noah. Walk away rich. Or walk away broke and let my father win.”

He wanted something, and no matter what it was, I was ready to do it. “If you can pay fifty million, I'll let all this go away. You have three minutes.” He didn't need to speak twice, as I ran to my room and grabbed my phone. The screen was cracked a little, but it still had its uses. Was this man joking with me? Fifty million dollars was a piece of cake for me. I could even pay five hundred million if he requested it. “Huh?” My bank app declined the payment. I stared into the stranger's face apprehensively, all the while checking the time. I had one minute and thirty seconds left.

Mia scurried away as Sofia inched closer to him. “I want to know what it’s truly about” He whispered. “It’s about us. It’s about the story of us” Sofia whispered and her eyes dropped to the stand right behind him, across the lasciviously beautiful book cover and the name across it—A Deal With Mr Baron. Truly, this book was about their story. About two people so different that they could swear they weren’t for each other but fate has a real funny way of laughing in our faces. Even after so long, even after so much had changed.

In short, he's 'the man. Yes. I made a deal with him in exchange for a huge amount of money. He wanted my body. He wanted me to be his bed friend. But, you know what? He's never made me feel like I'm just a deal partner. He's never made me think that he only wants my body. He's never made me know that I'm nothing. Instead, he's appreciated me as a lady. Cared for me as a person. Protected me as a human being. I know that we didn't have a great first meeting, but now I know what true colors he has. He's a beautiful person, and that's what's made me like him. He's the real definition of a 'man' — one who takes good care of his special somebody.

“Protection. Security. A way out of financial problems, if that’s what you’re looking for.” I shook my head, my frustration bubbling to the surface. “You’re asking me to change my entire life, to tie myself to you, and you’re making it sound like some kind of business deal.” “That’s exactly what it is, isn't it?” He raised his brow, his voice cold. “Don’t mistake this for something it’s not, Sophia. This isn’t about love or romance. It’s about survival.” The words stung, even though I hadn’t expected anything different. Still, the sheer finality of them left an ache in my chest I couldn’t explain.