A Reunion Of Rivals นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His brown eyes bored into mine worriedly, and as his warm palm came in contact with my skin, my heart fluttered, and my throat went dry. How could it be him? He was supposed to be dead! "Are you hurting anywhere? Should I get the doctor?" My mouth was only hanging open. No words came out. How could this even be? Justin and I dated for years back in college, but we broke up before he traveled out of the country to take over his father's business after our graduation. By the time he returned years later, I was already married to Lucas. We both had to move on, because I already did.

Today was the day she and India would finally put their heads together—and maybe, just maybe, hatch a plan outrageous enough to reunite their stubborn mates. The mall was already buzzing with weekend shoppers by the time Vanessa arrived. She spotted India instantly—her friend’s unmistakable laugh ringing out from the other side of the fountain, where she stood waving, a cup of iced coffee in hand. India’s energy was infectious, her smile wide and genuine, and Vanessa felt a surge of excitement. It was funny to think that just a few weeks ago, they’d considered each other enemies, barely exchanging eye contact, and when they did, they had no polite words for each other. Now, they were partner

“A party.” “A gathering,” Ronan corrected. “It's different. This isn’t celebration—it’s diplomacy. The Vultures will be there. The Iron Wolves. The Reapers. Everyone who was at the races shows up to prove we can exist in the same space without killing each other.” “Sounds fun,” I said flatly. “It’s necessary,” Ronan replied, his tone suggesting he found my sarcasm unhelpful. “And you’re coming, it's non-negotiable.”

Few people clapped but few were looking at him with shocking faces as they didn’t understand what Ace was upto. Ace lifted up his trophy showing to everyone and spoke “For this, we faced many things. Our team and North Hill team became the rivals even in personal matters. Of course, it all happened because of a guy like me and I really request both the colleges to stop making this rivalry personal. It’s just a competition.” “Ace, what are you doing?” Freddie tried stopping him but Ace dismissed him. Ace continued “I learnt many things with this game. Because of this, many people entered into my life, who became the part of my life now.” He turned his head to Edwin smiling.

I gave him a discreet nod before continuing my speech. “After the burial, all operations of both mafias will continue. Some of us will move back to London to run things while the others remain in Madrid. I really don’t need a repeat of history, so I want an immediate assassination of all confirmed rats. I rejected Bratva’s proposal for an alliance with the Shade and severed the alliance between it and la Rosa de Sangre. The Russian mafia is now an enemy.”

I found comfort in her soothing words as I ranted with tears running down my cheeks and it was at this time I was extremely grateful for the friends I had because I didn’t know what I would have done without them. “Are you even paying attention?” Dia nudged me, snapping me back to reality, and my eyes met a set of eyes. It looked like his deep stare was searching through my soul, knowing what I was thinking about. How long has he been staring? “What was that?” I asked as I finally tore my gaze off Tyler and focused on Dia. “Brandon Cooper is throwing a party at his place this weekend after the game.” “And that’s my business because…” “And that’s none of your business because….” Abigail gave

Sebastian's POV I sat in the back of my Aston Martin, scrolling through my tablet for the daily hand exercise game I did when I was stressed out. It was the most peaceful thing right now. The numbers and patterns kept my mind occupied. Kept me from thinking about things I didn't want to think about. I didn't involve myself in matters involving rivals. Dominic had been my rival since college. After what caused the accident of the Rossis, it separated the business deals between our families. Generational rivals. That's all we were supposed to be.

“Does he own this place? I have every right to be here.” Alaric raised an eyebrow. “No need for the attitude. I was just concerned about you, you know. We’ve known each other long enough.” They’d known each other a long time, yes, but they’d never been friends. From grade school through high school and even into the business world, they were often compared. Their families worked in similar industries, and they were close in age. Their rivalry started when they first met at six years old, in one summer incident where Lena accidentally hit Alaric with a ball. He thought she was rude; she thought he was soft. They’d been at odds ever since.

Cameron reacted instantly, stepping forward to intercept him, and for a second it was like watching two mirrors collide. Same movements. Same precision. Same speed. They clashed. Not wildly. Not chaotically. But perfectly. Every move matched. Every strike anticipated. It was like they were reading each other’s minds. Wilson stared in horror. “I do not like this,” he said. “This looks like a boss fight.” Irene grabbed his arm. “Move,” she said, pulling him back as the fight pushed closer to us. I couldn’t take my eyes off Cameron. Because he was different now.