Novel & Cerita Falling For My Ruthless Savior

That alone told me everything I thought I needed to know. My hands were already shaking as I dialed emergency services. “There's an assault happening right now,” I said the second the operator picked up, the words tumbling out too fast, tripping over each other in my rush to get them out before it was too late. “Club Mirage, back hallway near the emergency exit. A man is attacking a woman. He's still holding her, please send someone fast.”

She was already turning away, walking blindly back through the halls, past the shattered dishes still scattered across the kitchen floor, up the stairs, into the room that had become hers over the past weeks, and the moment the door shut behind her, the grief she'd been holding at bay since the night before finally broke loose entirely. She sank onto the edge of the bed, her whole body shaking, sobs tearing out of her in a way she hadn't allowed herself since waking up in this house. Her father. Her father, silent and still in that wheelchair for years, and it wasn't fate, wasn't an accident, wasn't cruel bad luck. It was Grace. It had always been Grace, and she had made certain he could nev

"One thing I can say about him is that this same man gave up his throne, his title, his prestige, his power, and all his wealth to save a wretched whore like me." "Do not call yourself a whore, Rhoda," Alpha Cassian reprimanded her sharply but softly, touching his forehead to hers. "You're not a whore. You're the pride of my life; the lost piece I've searched the ends of the fucking realm for. You complete me, Sweetheart, and if the hands of time plays itself back to that fucking moment, I'll not hesitate to do it the second time." I didn't know when my eyes began to water until a drop escaped the corner of my right eye.

"Get them. B-bind me!" My vision blurred and swayed as though I were caught in a stormy sea, and the room around me spun in a dizzying dance. The world became a surreal, distorted place, and I clung to consciousness with all my might, fearing that if I let go, the pain would consume me entirely. And once it does— "I don't know what to do…" Ishtar crouched next to me, crying. "How can I help you?"

I continued, my voice trembling, “I can’t even think of doing it again. He’s a demon.” Zoey’s eyebrows shot up. “Why would you say that?” I took a deep breath, the memories rushing back and making my skin crawl. “He’s the one who saved me from that creep at the fundraiser event… but then the next morning I found out the guy was dead. I asked him about it and he admitted he had his men pluck out the man’s eyes, chop off his fingers, beat him to death, and then throw his body to the hyenas. Hyenas, Zoey. And he burned down the media company that spread the rumors about me. Just… casually. Like it was nothing. Isn’t that crazy?”

Elena’s warning from last night echoed in my head, combining with Victor’s harsh words. William being the protected golden boy, the national treasure crashed down on me all at once. I dashed into the bathroom, fear clawing at my throat. The sight that greeted me nearly made my world collapse. William was slumped in the bathtub, the water still running, his head tilted back against the edge, eyes closed. His body was pale, lips slightly parted, water lapping gently around his chest. He looked completely lifeless. “William!” I screamed in terror, ripping through me as I lunged forward. I plunged my arms into the water, grabbing him under the shoulders with all my strength and pulling him uprig

I squeezed his hand. "I won't." "Then why?" "Because even before I remembered everything, I chose you." His eyes glistened. And for a moment, the billionaire heir, the trained weapon, the man who had survived Black Veil's worst experiments looked less like an unstoppable force and more like the frightened boy my father had trusted decades ago. Then a scream shattered the silence. We turned. One of the rescued subjects was awake. Mara was already moving toward them. "Everyone stay back!"

I instantly covered my mouth with my palm to stop myself from making a sound. My vision, already blurred through my cracked glasses, became worse as tears filled my eyes. I fell to my knees in front of the slightly opened door. I could feel bile rising in my throat, making my mouth taste bitter. I swallowed the sob that escaped from my pathetic, broken cry but I couldn’t stop watching. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the horrifying scene unfolding right in front of me. I watched as they reached their climax together, their cries filling the room like knives driving deeper into my chest. When it was over, Brayan collapsed beside her.

I am very determined to find him and take back my phone, so I go after him. I bump into a chest as tough as a rock, and before I could catch myself, I find myself falling. Oh,not again. I am going to make myself a laughing stock by falling in front of hundreds of kids. That's when a very strong hand grabs me by the collar of my jacket, and saves me from the embarrassment. This mystery person is so strong that I am briefly suspended in the air by only the collar of my jacket. I was set down to the ground and I look up to see the face of my savior. I immediately feel myself solidify with shock.

A sharp yell followed as one of William’s men collapsed, clutching his leg. Chaos erupted. Gunfire lit up the night, bullets slamming into the metal crates around her. Sparks flew as ricochets pinged off steel. Fiona dropped low, rolling behind another container as more shots rang out. She had seconds to act before they regrouped. Heart pounding, she darted toward the shadows. --- An Unlikely Savior The sound of tires screeching against pavement shattered the night. A black SUV skidded to a halt at the edge of the docks.