My Ruthless Opponent Novels & Stories

Sofia wasn't even concerned about her mockery, She was concerned about meeting the boss. What if he raped her? What if he was there to remind her of the letter he sent? What if he was here to torture her? She had never met him but she heard he was cruel and unforgiving. A man that held so much raw power and money, he was ruthless especially with the ladies working there. Sofia took a deep breath, she really hoped she wouldn't mess up in her performance tonight. Suddenly, the door to the changing room opened and a tall bald man stepped inside,his eyes roving around until he met Sofia’s terrified eyes.

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.

Then the handler called my name. I stepped into the ring. My opponent was older. Taller. Her muscles looked like they’d been carved from stone. I didn’t flinch. We faced each other in silence, the way animals did before a storm. “You’re the rogue,” she said. “The one who helped the girl in the maze.” I didn’t answer. “You should’ve let her die. This place eats kindness.” I tilted my head. “So eat me, then.” She snarled, and the fight started.

“ 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

Despite the chaos, adrenaline coursed through his veins. "You bastard," He cussed, swinging his fist fiercely toward his opponent. His opponent stepped back, dodging the punch, his fists raised in anticipation. "I'll kill you," He vowed, throwing a punch at Richard. Richard ducked it, countering with a swift punch straight into the man's belly. The man groaned and dropped to the floor as if struck with a heavy weight. The pain was immense, but Richard felt a surge of power. As Richard noticed that his opponent had dropped to his knees, he quickly jumped up and stomped on his back, the impact reverberating through his legs.

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.

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.