Bad Company Ruins Good Morals Novels & Stories

"No matter how good things you've done in life, if your motivation is corrupt, then you will still end up in hell." "What about me?" I asked him. "What did He give me this chance? I'm a bad person. I used people for my own personal gain. I'm selfish. A cheater. I've been called names." I looked at him. "I violated His commandments a thousand times. I couldn't count all the wrong things I've done in life. I've committed a lot of sins. I'm so corrupt. So why…why did he give me this chance?"

Consequences were meaningless to him ,satisfaction was his only compass. And the law? He laughed at it. In his world, the law didn't command him , it feared him. Judges, police chiefs, politicians ,they all bowed when he spoke. Riven didn't obey power; he was power. He carried his darkness with pride, and yet , God help anyone who looked into his eyes too long. Because behind that calm, unreadable stare lay a storm. A man born of ruin and betrayal. Once, long ago, he'd believed in love. Believed in something pure. But the woman he trusted ,the one he gave his heart, mind, and soul to ,shattered him without remorse.

“You didn’t at first.” His head snapped up. “Two years ago,” I continued, “you were slime, but functional slime. Useful slime. Then greed got louder.” I leaned forward on the table, staring directly at him. “When you touched the company’s money, you crossed a line that doesn’t unlink.” “Allen—” “You dragged my name through the mud in front of my board. You tried to humiliate me. You tried to destabilize the company my father built.” I tilted my head. “Do you understand the gravity of that?”

Aria stared at him in disbelief. “You’re talking about human life like it’s business.” “In my world, it is business.” The coldness of the statement shattered something inside her. “No,” she whispered. “No, don’t do that.” “Do what?” “Pretend this is normal.” Lucien’s gray eyes hardened. “You think the world is clean, Aria? You think powerful men built empires by being kind?” “I think you manipulated me!”The words exploded out of her. For the first time since meeting him, real anger burned through her fear completely.

“I dug deeper than dirt. What I found is rot.” He pushed the folder toward me. I flipped it open, scanning page after page. Fraudulent accounts. Illegal partnerships. Bribery. Affairs swept under rugs. Even whispers of embezzlement. The Madison family wasn’t just dirty—they were drowning in secrets. A slow smirk tugged at my lips. “They’ve built their empire on lies.” Ethan’s gaze was steady. “With this, you could dismantle them overnight.” I closed the folder, my hand resting firmly on it. For the first time in days, the fury within me simmered into a cold calm.

She couldn’t help but feel bad for him. “It is too late for Alex, I am afraid. He tasted the power and money, and he fell in love with it. He wouldn’t come out even if he can. But don’t worry, that boy has always been resilient. He will be fine. He is just like his father,” Meredith smiled. Amelia was shocked at how calm and collected Meredith was about the Mafia lifestyle. I guess being a wife of a Mafia boss for years makes your nerve turn into steel. She wished she becomes as strong as this woman one day.

she is unable to control her feelings. Ryan was looking at her intensely..."so what u think...ur badluck is changing " Sana teased him....Ryan came in his senses and was just smiling " letter "A" is not that bad...but still how my badluck is getting so good...there must be something fishy..because from my childhood till now this letter never proved good to me ..then how now ??" He asked himself raising eyebrows...Sana hit him playfully " u really thinking too much ryan.." she rolled her eyes...Ryan moved his eye to Ava but he saw she was not there..

No idea what he was implying but. "Trust me, if this was my father's company, you'd have lost your job already," "Are you threatening an officer?... In a police station?" "By virtue of my dad doesn't own the station, I don't think it qualifies as a 'threat'" I quoted the word in the air, which he didn't like. "You aren't getting them back. You used them to vandalize public ___ " "I didn't 'vandalize' anything. It was a boring ass wall and I made it beautiful!"

[Ruin] Belladonna scanned the crowd for an easy victim for her little visa heist. I could have stolen two visas, but I didn’t because the thought of witnessing her steal was far more exciting than some twisted fake chivalry. Although I highly doubted if she could steal at all. It was always exciting to see a morally upright person step into moral corruption, however small it might be.