The Hundredth Prank, A Fatal Bet 소설 & 이야기

"How do you know she won't betray you?" I honestly thought she was out of her mind. A woman who had already betrayed me was trying to compare herself to someone who hadn't. Shaking my head, I didn't bother answering. But Blake was waiting by the car. She lowered her eyes and asked softly, "Do you not trust me? I mean, I can afford to run a bar. I'm not that broke. I can take care of you." I broke into a laugh, pulled her close by the neck, and warned, "If you ever betray me, I'll just find someone new."

It had been long and thin, like it had been left by fingernails. A woman's fingernails. And the pearlescent button I had found in the washing machine the next morning... If the man pretending to be Michael wasn't my husband at all, then whose button was that? The door clicked open and Detective Logan walked back in, handing me a fresh cup of water. "You mentioned earlier that on April Fools' Day, when that man was... intimate with you, you noticed an injury on his arm?" I nodded frantically. "On the inside of his left forearm. A fresh scratch, like it had just happened."

I saw it—Gideon Salton taking cash from his buddies, one after another. That was when it clicked: I was just the punchline in some bet. The ones who lost laughed first, then rolled their eyes like I was the idiot. "Madison Montclaire, do you even get how much I lost 'cause of you? Use your brain for once." "We've told you a million times—Gideon's way outta your league. You really thought he'd marry you?"

Maybe he's already dead". Hunter retorted. " Wait!" Chirag said. " This couldn't have been done accidentally. If Jaden accidentally moved his chair with his leg and moved it, I think he'd have noticed. Unless someone else tried to prank him by making him fall on the ground but he ended up getting a cracked skull". " That's the first clever thing I've heard you say since I've known you". Hunter said. Chirag said nothing but pulled a long face. "Who in that class is capable of pranking him?" Josh said, thinking hard. The kids looked lost in thought.

I stayed up all night writing proposals, drank through client dinners until my stomach bled, and went to the emergency room more times than I could count. That was how I had earned the vice president title and the $300,000 bonus. And now she wanted to give all of it to Ryan. "Don't be mad, Evan." Ryan smiled at me with open provocation. "Blame my luck. I somehow drew all your things. But... I'm not done drawing yet." As he spoke, he reached into the raffle box again. Someone beside him leaned over curiously. "Reward: spend New Year's Eve with CEO Sloane, to be handled however you wish..."

It’s a dare. My hackles flare, but I’ve dealt with men like this before. I know how to shut it down. “No,” I say calmly. “I’m right. It was a mistake. It ends here.” He blinks. Once. Twice. Lips pressed thin. Hair falling into his eyes. “Want to bet?” I smile, easy. Dangerous. A bet is perfect. I hate losing especially money. “Sure.” His tongue flicks out again as he tilts his head, pretending to think. “A thousand dollars,” he says slowly, “that you put your cock in my mouth again the first chance you get.”

“No, no. I’m not getting dragged into another one of your crazy plans, Jax. Last time I joined in, I almost lost my medal in that stupid dare.” “It’s not like that,” I assured him, holding up my hands. “Trust me, this one’s fun. You won’t lose anything important.” Theo leaned forward, curiosity winning over his usual sarcasm. “Alright, spill it. What are you planning?” I grinned, feeling the energy build. “Let’s make a bet. Whoever can make Lila moan the loudest wins free beer for a whole month.” Theo blinked, then burst out laughing. “What kind of bet is that? Just free beer?”

“Okay, let’s bet then! Do you think I’m scared of your little threat? What do you want to bet? Let’s hear you out.” Charlie said, “If Claire succeeds, you will grovel at my feet and admit that you’re wrong in front of everyone. If she fails, I will grovel at your feet and admit that I’m wrong. What do you think?” “Hahaha!” Harold laughed out loud. “You’re really digging your own grave, loser! Alright, I’ll take the bet!” Charlie nodded with satisfaction and uttered, “Everyone, all of you are our witnesses. Whoever goes back on the bet would have his father, mother, grandpa, and grandma die!”

Everyone burst into laughter and shook their heads. In their eyes, this was a bet I had no chance of winning. I could barely move, and I was carrying my son on my back. How could I possibly escape the hyenas and the young, strong survival game NPC? But Camilla didn't care at all. She pushed her chips forward. "One million dollars. For Jack's entertainment." "Camilla, you're so generous! You're willing to bet a million dollars for your lover like it's nothing. Wasn't that wedding ring you gave Frank back then only worth 100 dollars? If he knew about this, he'd probably bawl his eyes out! Haha!"

They prepared everything and arranged the drink next to the pool. NEVER HAVE I EVER “How’s starting?” Taylor asked, brushing her red hair back. “I will,” Ian volunteered. “Never have I ever pranked someone,” “That’s not a matter at all. I prank anyone whenever I want to,” Taylor said, drinking a glass. Everyone drank, except Sara and Chloe. “I never pranked, but I got pranked,” Chloe muttered silently. “By who?” Ian asked. “Me. I made a prank call and told Iam going to suicide. She believed it and came over to my house,” Taylor said.