The Hustler Novels & Stories

And yet he ran through the trap that easy. “Wrong. It was Sanya Brown. Dude, How can you forget that?! You had a four-year relationship!” Well, His answer is wrong but I also lied because Xihizo— is gay. His first love was actually George Mckenny. “That means chug!!” “Alright, alright take it easy okay? My question then— What makes you aroused?” “When someone doesn’t ask too many questions and will just go with it.” “Is that so? Then should I?”

As I turned around, I immediately jumped back upon seeing a man standing there, his eyes filled with lust as he looked at me. "Who are you and why are you in this place?" “Call me delicious, but my name is Dusty. By the time you're finished giving me a blowjob, I assure you that you'll declare my taste to be delightful.” “Don't even think about getting close to me, you'll regret it, asshole.”

His whole attitude just pissed me off. ​My jaw tightened, the insult landing like a slap. I sat up straight, glaring at him. "I am not a prostitute. And I'm not interested in whatever offer you're making. So why don't you do us both a favor and walk away?" ​The stranger didn't take my rejection in good faith. In fact, his smile vanished, replaced by an ugly, mocking sneer. He laughed, a harsh, grating sound. "Oh, please. What are you even feeling like? You claim not to be a prostitute, yet here you are, hanging around a man who’s notorious for never sleeping with one woman twice. Do you seriously think you're special? Darius is probably in another part of this hotel right now, hooking up wit

His eyes glared ever so slightly in annoyance and irritation at Lazarus' constant bugging and asking for various random things that may or may not benefit them both in their plans. "I mean, I'm a sharp tool with a sharp brain. A tool that is useful. What could you ever ask for? I'm three in one, ungrateful motherfucker. That's why let me in! I'm on the fucking delinquent watch list. Ain't no way I'm going back to Juvenile." Lazarus said. Lazarus and Hajime are both seventeen years old, two teens scrapping off being delinquents, jumping from one gang to another in the slums of Japan.

It was gross— “But stuffing your cunt would be what helps you sleep better. What kind of man would I be not to fulfill that obligation?” His words shattered the hesitation I was having about this. “W-h-at?” I asked in confusion. “You need a quick and good fuck tonight, right?” he asked me. I just nodded. “I will give you what you need. It’s better than you going to some random guy for release,” he finished, justifying his actions. “Hm… okay,” I answered.

I gаvе him an ісу glаrе of dіѕguѕt. “Whаt? It’ѕ not like іt’ѕ сlаѕѕіfіеd information, уоur fіаnсé wаѕ a mаn whore, sorry. Nоw hе’ѕ a reformed mаn whore thаt lоvеѕ уоu wіth all his hеаrt.”

"Don't get too excited princess. I'm resigning. I'm currently working on a contract with someone who when our deal is done, will help me be bigger than the Duran enterprise as a whole. Do you think I'm like you who isn't far-sighted? Once I seal this deal, my life is settled. His wealth is way more than the family's, and getting signed with him will in return place me way higher than you. "She replies and I'm disgusted by the glow in her stupid eyes. "Look over there. "She says pointing at someone with her eyes, and I follow her gaze. My eyes widen when my gaze lands on Mr. Johnson. The richest man in New Jersey.

He was already shocked to see her stubborn "Christian! I want the truth." "Okay you want the truth so listen she said you are a professional prostitute. You are top class or the most demanding whore in your circle. You are skilled and experienced and whatever you said it's just your style to woo your client. You just play your innocent girl card to earn more money. You are nothing else, just a whore."

“It was a love that was inevitable” 3 years later Natalie enters a club. Loud music was blasting and it was filled with the smell of alcohol and sweat. She walked further in the crowd to the VIP section. There she found the person she was looking for, surrounded by half-naked women dancing around him as he drank while looking at them with his lecherous gaze. Her jaw clenched looking at the audacity of this man, prancing around here with different women every night despite having a wife. She looked at the papers in her hand as her fist tightened around them before she walked over to him with a deadly gaze.

He replied. "What do you do ?" I asked and he glanced at me, "Oh, me? I am an Art dealer" I made an 'O' face and nodded. "So, you sell other's art?" He nodded stopping the car at the red sign. "We manage galleries and auction the higher end of that Art" "Oh, I see". I gave one of my chocolate bars to Alex because he helped me and watched his face light up, it was sweet. "You are so adorable" He whispered looking at the chocolate and he looked up as I smile. I didn't realize the sudden swift motion until I felt his lips on me.