The Hustler Novels & Stories

I muttered to myself, drinking from my cup. "Which of the bastards?" A lady walked towards me. "Hey" I smirked, checking her out. Her big boobs, perfect curves and huge butt. 'Damn, doggy style would be perfect' I thought. 'No, I already risked the relationship between my wife and I, I can't do it again' "A friend of mine" I replied. "Ouch, that sucks" she pouted, taking the vacant seat beside me. "So, how many bastards are on Earth?" I said, trying to start a conversation.

Hunter told his man. "Don't worry Sir. We will not fail this time. We will surely get them and bring them here" His man told him and about to walked out but Henson entered the room and speaks up," If your man can catch them I will take the hot piece first. You can take her cousin sister" Hearing this Hunter looked at him and speaks up," No way. I paid 2,00,00 billion for that girl. I will satisfy my lust first" "Okay then forget about our deal. If you don't listen to me I will break every contract with you. And you know without me your prostitute business will finish" Henson told him..

I was told he specializes in the use of knives and daggers and was more deadly than a raging bull. He had no tattoos on his body and he always had a mean look on his hardened face. Real name, Jack Lansing.Storm, the big brains, the hacker. Real name,Michael Angelo. Not all that tall,5ft 9,with thick black short hair,styled in a Mohawk.

I replied hesitantly. “I still think that we are the better alternative. Back to the case of that man who needs a wife to inherit his fortune. If he can’t hire one, what do you think he’ll do? Just forget about his fortune? Never, men are greedy creatures. He’ll probably end up tricking some poor girl into becoming his wife and when he gets his money, he’ll dump her and kick her out. That’s what the bastard is going to do,” Justin said before rolling his eyes.

What if he did more? He groaned, beating himself out of that lane. It wasn't a good one. "So, do we have a deal?" He asked, breaking the awkward silence. "Don't we need to sign or something?" Emily asked. "You really should take my word for what it is." Roman told her. "I want to believe that I can trust you." Emily told him, "please don't disappoint me." Roman felt the weight in her last statement. "Disappointing a client would look so bad on my portfolio, don't you think?" He joked, "Roman Vladimir, the world's richest man and owner of the widely recognized wine brand, Brothelli, is not a man of his words and a liar."

But I manage to keep my shit together, and I helped him to get up, and I manage to put him in a bed over the ER room. It didn't take too much to see people noticing him very easily. He is Liam Hunter, the youngest and the biggest billionaire in America. He has his name on brands and any tv stations or magazine covers. He has a private jet and tons of money and women. It's easy to notice somebody like him. And I know from my experience. The bad part of this is people noticing me as well. I hated that so much. I hated so much to be in the spotlights. I left him on the bed, and I rush back to close the door and the curtains in that room. People become noisy, and quite frankly both of us needed

Rachel winked, “It was my ultimate test and you endured it. I don’t care if my friends say I’m a liar when I’m telling them I’m a virgin. I know what’s the truth.” “You’re the prettiest virgin, I should claim.” Hugh lost his early on from a hooker. That portion of the avenue 20 minutes away from his family’s old home had been known as a “Slut’s slot.” One night, walking in the area coming from a drinking session among college buddies, he bumped into one who asked money from him in exchange for a quick sex. He only had a student’s allowance but it was enough. He was shivering and couldn’t recall if he truly enjoyed it. The whore, as he suspected, was faking it. She’d be accused of flapping if

someone in the crowd murmured in astonishment. “Euphoria Lounge is the most exclusive entertainment venue in Hattan. I heard it’s backed by one of the city’s top families! This whole place is their turf. No one dares to mess around here. That guy is so arrogant! He must have a death wish!” People whispered and cast skeptical glances at Dustin while shaking their heads. He did not look like someone important. If anything, his disheveled appearance made him seem down on his luck. What kind of idiot would pick a fight at Euphoria Lounge?

Being in such a hurry to finish the drink made me choke. "Hey, are you okay?" I could feel his big palm behind my back, trying to calm me down, but, in reality, he was just pretending because he wanted to touch me. I knew what kind of man he was. A masher who likes to fool around with just any woman, or a man who likes to have one-night stands. I raised one hand towards him and shook my head. "No, I'm not. I'm fine." "Do you need anything? Or, do you want to leave this place to a quieter place?" The man spoke again, and I knew what he meant.

he held her face & forcefully make her look at him. "Don't worry, we will abort this baby," Hussain said widening his eyes looked completely psycho. Zoya gasped in shock. She couldn't find words to talk with him. "Once this baby will get out of your system, then I'll make you mine" Hussain smiled wickedly. "What kind of a human you are?" Zoya asked him. Hussain smiled at her as if she complimented him. "I am not a normal Human. I am the Hussian Hosseini. I work in a Mafia & mind you Milady, I've never revealed my identity to any girl before except you. Now only two people know about my truth. You and my Ammi"