My Ruthless Opponent Novels & Stories

''And if she's nothing? I pulled the car door open, ''then his debt is still unpaid. I knew why Dominic was optimistic. I was already engaged to Stephanie Russo. A fixture more of arrangement and desire, a name tied through Mafia alliances. She was a beautiful woman, a very dangerous one too and at the end of the year as expected, she would become my wife. I wasn't sure she needed to know about tonight. Amelia Nightshade was likely nothing. Mateo would look for another way to repay his debt or lose his life, that I knew.

Niko said proudly, gesturing at Alessio, leaning back in his chair. "And? Who's stronger than you?" I asked him. "There's fierce competition out there. A lot of names come to my mind. The top one is Russo. He's..." Alessio cut Niko off. "Shut up!" Alessio growled. "She needs to know." Niko said with a frown, turning to me. "One day, we'll take him off!" He said, his gaze held a promise. My eyes rounded in fear and my heart beat faster. I shivered in terror. I jumped to my feet. "I'm not hungry." I blurted, rushing at the stairs, climbing them. Reaching my room, I slammed the door shut behind me.

When Ruthless straightened up, he looked down at King Hound who was holding his left eye Ruthless had just ripped out with his bare hand. "Next time before you try to be a hero again, try to know the strength of your opponent, but this particular opponent you'd aimed, cannot be defeated. I am not boasting," Ruthless said. "Now get your sorry self out of my palace before I really kill you." He added. King Hound stood up to his feet in a shameful manner and left the palace with his head bent down in shame.

Jonathan looked at Jim who was red out of anger. "He didn't do anything Hunt. Let him go, you got a grudge against me, take it out on me." "Aww desperate for your love, aren't you?" Jonathan and Jim both shared a glance and then gave a death glare to Andrew. "Want to take a tour of a mansion Kyle?" Andrew said. "I'll suggest you to take the offer. Maybe you get to see your lower?" "What game are you playing Hunt?" "Game of thrones. A king must keep the thrown to himself don't you think?"

“You’re nothing but a mere puppet, a pawn in this grand game.” My opponent responds with equal malice, his eyes narrowing as he spits back, “You underestimate me, fool. I will show you the depths of your own arrogance.” The intensity escalates as we continue to exchange blows, our movements swift and calculated. Each punch thrown is an attempt to shatter the other’s defenses, to leave a lasting mark of dominance. The crowd roars with excitement, their collective energy fueling our primal instincts. As the battle unfolds, I feel a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins, heightening my senses. Every muscle in my body is attuned to the rhythm of the fight, anticipating my opponent’s ever

“We can definitely play around with her first” Why does each and every opponent of mine always have to think that they can play around with me? Because I’m a woman who can satisfy them with their dirty needs! I’m not a toy or an object! I won’t allow myself to be used or disrespected by these dirty petty disgusting men. I had to be careful though so that they wouldn’t harm me. I need to visualize my opponents beforehand but usually, I don’t do that. I am reckless and don’t think before I act, usually, I swing my hands and knock them out before they even thought I would.

“ There’s only one rule, and that is to defeat your opponent. The one who’ll win will have meat for lunch, and the one who’ll be defeated will only have rice to digest. “ Anna who’s just a first timer widened her eyes when she heard his sentences. What the heck?! She explored her sight and saw that all of them stayed silent. They weren’t even shock?! Maybe because it’s not new to them anymore. They already experienced such cruelty and rules. She then looked away and tilted her head before closing both of her eyes to calm herself. “ Turn right! The person who’s in front of you will be your opponent. Defeat him using combat. “ She almost choke of what she just heard. Crap! She doesn’t know any

He lounged with his legs crossed, emanating the smug poise of a pampered prince, his attention locked on the screen as if it were the only thing remotely interesting here. Even the insults started to fizzle out at the sight of his indifference. There was something about that arrogance of his; it was recklessly very maddening, and me? I was ripped back into reality the moment they called the next name. My opponent’s. I took my time climbing the stairs into the ring, trudging like I could delay my death sentence. Exactly as I’d predicted, the lunatic Watcher had replaced Oleg with Kamin. Big Kamin! Of all people.

His hand finds hers underwater. class="western" align="left"> His voice is quiet, certain as he pulls her closer, Enzo lifts his head, as if sensing the weight of what’s being decided. You’ll need to be ruthless. Not cruel-ruthless. There’s a difference, cruelty is noise. Ruthlessness is mathematics. When the time comes, I won’t interfere. But I need to know you’re prepared for what comes after. The retaliation. The tests that follow tests. She looks at him agreement on her face as she says I think that they will always do that I’m a woman and they will always see that as a weakness for some anyway… but others will see it in my eyes and manner. Your gonna see a different side to me one who i

A menacing laughter erupted from my lips as thoughts of what I would do to her ran down my head. I was certain that she felt I would fire her as a result of what happened the previous night. But I wouldn't. No matter what Lilith does to me or anyone, she will never be sacked. Rather, I would chip off her wings, feather by feather, until she was left with nothing to fly with. I would break her beyond repair. Only then would she submit to me as her Alpha. When I was done with her, I would dump her. She won't challenge me now or in her next life. She would understand why people referred to me as the Ruthless Alpha.