Divine Rivals Rebecca Ross Novels & Stories

"Wait! We need to find out more about them before we inform Boss..." She started typing on her laptop. "We have all the data about our rivels, there family, business and love interests... Dominick should be there..." She said. "There he is!" She opened the file. "What's there story?" I asked. "Dominick changed his name when he got into conflict with his family and started his own business... He has twin brother, Alexander. Sister, Raajnandini The mafia princess. Father, Massimo Marino... Mother, Anamika Singh sahay Marino, who is the most feared woman in business world. And Bella, Alexander's wife... Whom we kidnapped few days ago..."

The tide of spectators shifted, their allegiance pivoting to Rebbeca as they became caught up in the intensity of the moment. Rebbeca basked in the spotlight, a triumphant smirk curling her lips as she reveled in the adoration washing over her. The swell of cheers fueled her determination, encouraging her with newfound vigor. Yet, amidst the crowd’s cheers, a subtle movement caught Roxcy’s eye. Sensing a momentary lapse in Rebbeca’s focus, Roxcy quickly seized the opportunity. With a lightning-quick maneuver, Roxcy utilized the ropes surrounding the ring to her advantage. In a calculated twist, she propelled herself forward, her momentum culminating in a forceful headbutt aimed squarely at R

While others were clothed in leathers, Rebecca wore a sexy black wiggle dress with a ruffle top and long satin gloves, looking like a pinup model from the '50s. "Is this your first time being led by a female Dom?" Rebecca asked Ava, who was looking around nervously. "Yes. Hunter never really led me," she replied. "He just showed me around. Onyx tried, but I was too nervous." "I heard about that. Onyx is a nuisance. Tonight, I'll show you what it's like to be in subspace while letting you feel at ease. So don't worry. We're just learning." What should have been a simple answer came out as a squeak through the tight lacing on her corset. "Yes, Mistress Rebecca."

“And that thing… that thing that was here last night? That wasn't Beau and it never will be. Do you understand?” Her question is one I'm not sure how to answer, so I just stay quiet. “That thing that was here last night,” Rebecca continues, a dark edge to her voice. “Was vile. Those monsters took our friend from us. They took my best friend, Kieran. So now I have to fight harder, in Beau honor. He would have wanted me to.” “Are you sure about that?” I asked her. Rebecca's eyes turn to slits. “Open your eyes, Kieran. The revolution is happening. Even if you were blind to it, Beau wanted this revolution too and after seeing what they did to him, I will never stop fighting.”

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.

Sabine Castellane has thirty days to get engaged or lose the family business and the home she has always known. Her grandmother's will leaves her with one impossible condition, she must become engaged to the man her grandmother trusted most. Unfortunately, that man is Julianii Marchetti, Sabine's ruthless business rival and the last person on earth she would ever choose to marry. With her manipulative uncle ready to seize control of the company the moment she fails, Sabine makes Julianii an offer she is certain he will refuse. Six months as her fake fiancé. In exchange, she secures her inheritance, and when the six months end, they walk away, no strings, no questions, Julianii agrees. Livi

“This snack is delicious. You just don’t know how to appreciate its flavor. Also, my master is only Mr. Collins. When I came here, it was made clear that I only serve Mr. Collins “Then why…” Rebecca, driven to tears and exhaustion, asked in a weak voice, “Why are you listening to her now?” Ross replied, “She is the future Mrs. Collins. Mr. Collins said that the Mrs. Collins’s orders are his orders. I must obey and obey well.” Rebecca had initially thought Ross was loyal and simple. Such a person, in times of danger, would even sacrifice himself for Zachary. But she hadn’t expected that her own plans would backfire. Jane was dumbfounded and terrified as she watched.

Heart pounding like a bass drum, because yeah… he got under my skin more than I wanted to admit. The next day, the racing field was buzzing. Engines roared, tires screeched, and a sea of people murmured about our showdown. I couldn’t help but smirk. The news had spread like wildfire—Ethan versus Ryan. Rivals to the death or, you know, to the first corner. I adjusted my gloves, pretending calm while my stomach did gymnastics. Not Jessica making me nervous. Well… maybe a little. Fine. A lot. But mostly, it was Ryan standing there, hair tousled, smirk doing something untamed to me I was not ready to admit.

They'll definitely be even stronger this year! [Wow, they're top students from an elite high school! They carry themselves so differently!] When Connor and I entered, the camera swung toward us. The livestream exploded, and the comments went wild. [What the hell?! Why are they here?!] [AHHHHHHHHHH! It's Anita Rivers and Connor Thompson! The joint champions from two competitions ago!] [Excuse me, but who are they?] [You must be new. Two competitions ago, these two destroyed the leaderboard! They took joint first by a huge margin and finished hundreds of points above the second runner-up!]

“Group stuff. Orgy. I've fantasised about being used instead of intentional consensual fuck. I've fantasied about completely letting go.” Rebecca, now in just her skirt and bra, smiled darkly. “Perfect. Strip him, David. Let’s begin the lessons.” David moved fast, pulling my shirt over my head. Priya worked my pants down, freeing my rock-hard cock. “Look at that,” she cooed. “Already leaking for us. Such potential.” Rebecca finished undressing, revealing her full, soft body and the gold wedding ring on her finger. She climbed onto the large bed and crooked a finger at me. “On your back, intern. Time for your first lesson in loyalty and hierarchy.”