Romans & histoires Winning The Week

My heart still racing. One week. I had one week to figure out how to bring down Denver Williams. And I had a watch full of evidence that could do it.

“No more games. One bet. Winner gets Michael for the entire weekend. No limits. Only one word to stop it.” Silence. Mirabel’s hand tightened on his shoulder. Mitchelle’s jaw locked. Michael’s body answered before he could. “Deal,” Mitchelle said. “If we win, you stay away from him.” Vanessa smiled. “Agreed.” They settled it with cards. No mercy. Vanessa won. “This weekend,” she said. “Friday night to Monday morning. My place. You do not interfere,” she told Mirabel and Mitchelle. “Not even a message.”

I query out loud. "Hmm... that is quite the conundrum. I am not sure that I can think of anything for sure that we could all do. Competition is fierce but only if they think that they will get something out of winning." She tells me. "I do have one idea but I am not sure if it is going to work or not. I guess we could give it a try. The winner will get out of work for a week but that will also possibly put them at a disadvantage as well so they might not really want to take the prize." I say mysteriously.

she said, narrowing her eyes at her mate who was casually leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest. “Look, I understand you're hesitating about joining our packs, but it just makes sense to me. I don’t understand why we had to wait this long to decide. It’s ridiculous that we live separately during the week and have to plan which nights we can be together,” Dainin grumbled.

“I humbly welcome everyone to the first day of the bestie week, this week was made for us to relax, be kind to one another, show love to one another and even in the midst of our competition, we should remember the purpose of this.” I can’t believe how violently my body is reacting to his voice. All I can think about is the kiss. “Still, the games will truly reveal to us how well we know our besties, and the group that knows their bestie the most will win the grand prize, and this will also reveal the ones who do not even know each other.” He looks straight at me after he says this, goosebumps line the exposed part of my flesh. I nod, daring him to bring it on, because I do not intend to lose

“I signed it. Can’t you give a loophole or something? I’ve heard that contracts are like witch spells. They usually have loopholes. There is something we can do. Right.” She sighed. “I’m sorry Camille, but you can’t get your way this time.” “No!” I yelled. “I can’t let him win. There has to be a way.” “What are you talking about? Who can’t you let win?” I sighed and shook my head. “So there really isn’t anything I can do right now?”

I took a few deep breaths before taking the mic from him and facing the crowd, all of whom were wearing different expressions on their faces. Some were happy, some were dissatisfied, and some didn't hide their anger. One of those who didn't hide his anger was Victor Wheeler, who appeared to have already lost even though Arnold hadn't revealed who the winner was yet. Perhaps he had already sensed that Arnold would choose me over him. ‘‘I would like to thank my husband for giving me this opportunity to compete with other companies even though I'm only new to this world of business, but I promise to give my everything on this project. Thank you…’’

Not because she was strong but because she hadn't given up. Damien Hale sat alone in his study room. A file lay open in front of him. But he wasn't reading it. His thoughts were elsewhere, something wasn't right. He knew it. He could feel it but everytime he tried to focus on it. It slipped away. “Sophia Reyes wins again” reads one of the newspapers which caught Damien's attention. He slowly picked up the newspaper and saw a picture of Sophia standing outside a court house. Looking calm, confident and unrecognizable.

Three calls in a row. At that moment, my father's voice could not hide his excitement. "Sophie, I truly didn't expect this. You're incredible. "Three straight wins, all upset scores. Even if I handled it myself, I might not have managed something this clean." Marissa cried with joy and immediately took out her phone to spread the news. It was not only the Harbor City circles. The whole internet went wild. The tags "Sophie Bell's three-win miracle" and "the strongest young betting queen" shot straight to the top of every trending list.