Cruel の小説・ストーリー

He explained calmly. I sat there for a while letting his words soak in before a burst of confidence rushed through me. "Fuck you and your rules." I said in his face as I emphasized the word 'fuck' He clenched his jaw and his eyes flared with anger, but he took a deep breath before speaking. "You just got here so imma let this slide. But just know I don't do this often so do it again and I won't hesitate to slit your wrist." He said calmly as his hands rested on his temples.

"Why are you treating me this way? I don't have the right to suck you anymore." "How many times am I supposed to remind you that we are not an item? You bore me to death." I state as bluntly as I can; maybe she will get the message this hundredth time. "Really?" Dark looks at Ruthless. "Beg your brother for me." Ruthless looks at me, then back at Madison. "You and I know that Cruel never lets a woman suck him more than once, so you should count yourself lucky for having that much opportunities."

Kill him A deep malicious voice chanted in the back of his head as he whacked the man. Other alphas tried to stop him but in futile. Azriel had murderous intent. Karen had become unconscious but the rogue didn't stop. He felt a strange euphoria taking over him as he thrashed the man closer to death. The rush was crazy. He was filled with adrenaline.

In Mafia business, there isn't any kindness left to show Just fight, cruelty and blood... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. .... . .. . blood.

You destroyed me, so there's nothing wrong with me destroying you back, right? Believe me! I really want to crush your life into crumbs, but it seems that God created my heart too meticulously, until he put too much 'compassionate' side instead of 'cruel side'. If only the second part was more than the first, maybe I wouldn't stop until uncle was actually lying in his tomb! Separating his body parts one by one to give the best torture.

Creed felt depressed just from a mere look. They all had a fit of nausea after seeing the tragic pieces of her limbs were leading to a trail. If this was someone's sick idea of a game, he wanted to put a hole through the bastard's chest. Besides, Creed had never seen brutality taken to such extreme lengths. Every step he took made his blood boil in fury.

"Why are you this cruel? Sometimes, I wish I died in your arms because my body can't take anymore. Perhaps you knew me before now and I did something to you, there's no way to know if you don't tell me." A crease formed in between his full brows, and his grey eyes darken. I shifted to the edge as I waited for more of his reaction. "I'm the Alpha, I know everything about everyone that I allow into my mansion and that includes you. You want to know what cruelty feels like?" He grabbed me by the arms and stomped out of the office. We passed through the hallways until I was faced with a dark door. He opened it with a key and threw m

Eyes sharp as broken glass. Vulture leaned forward into the camera. The same steel threaded through him. Age hadn’t dulled him either. They stared at each other for a moment. Not as enemies. Not yet. Just as two old wolves measuring the distance between instincts and ruin. “She’s not well,” Vulture began, voice low. “And I’m not just talking about ambition or vengeance. I’m talking about cruelty for pleasure. About butchered girls, stolen infants, and soldiers she’s trained like war dogs since they were children.”

mutters the idiot. “Shut the fuck up, you have no idea” I'll answer him in the same way. “Bullshit!” he says dismissively. “I hate you!” I manage to get my arm out of his grip and my fist connects with his most cherished parts, he lets out a faint moan. “Same thing, Cruella,” she says with a choked voice, “Ours is hate at first sight.”

I don't know when and how, my feet rush towards him, but the next thing my mind comes to reality to, is my clenched hands, hitting on his chest. " Why did you hurt me?! Why were you so cruel to me, I hate what you did to me?!.....I didn't even do anything to you but you were cruel to me! I didn't deserve that, I didn't deserve that!!!!!" He doesn't respond but just stands there, taking every word and hit I throw at him. " You are a cruel man, you are a cold hearted man! You almost murdered my baby, because of your cruelty!!! I hate what you did to me!! You are a mon