Novel & Cerita Ravi Ross

He didn’t want to miss it. Ross promised his grandfather he would be there no matter what. You see, his grandfather is not just his grandfather. He is also his mentor, ally, and friend. He was one of the few people in the family he respected and listened to. He’s been Ross’s alliance against his parents for as long as he can remember. He’s helped his grandson out of many tight spots. And so, Ross can't let him down on his special day.

[Flashback] One day, while we were playing with shells and pearls and chatting nonstop inside the secret room, we suddenly overheard his father's voice. We had no choice but to keep quiet and listen to their meeting. We were both stunned upon hearing the agenda of their meeting. It was an emergency regarding an attack, which they had been planning for a long time—his father, Iravan, the ruler of the ocean, whose ranking was just below my father, was planning an attack on him.

No one needs to know I'm having a self appraisal concert presently going on in my head. At that point, we both didn't care who was watching or who wasn't. We both stood ready for verbal battle until the interrupting Ross stepped in and did what he knows how to do best. "We've been expecting you, i'm Ross Davis. Right this way please." Ross announced in a very formal voice and with his brief announcement, they followed after him. After a cold look at me, Mr Rude Stranger followed after Ross and so did the few others that obviously came in with him.

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

they asked in unison. "Is The Boss some kind of a gold VIP?" Linda asked. "But I never make any reservations for him at Cain's, nor am I aware if he frequents that place." "Or is he a friend of the owner’s?" Rocco made a better guess. Rhonda smiled smugly, "That was close, Rocco. Only that he IS the owner of Cain's—well, one of the two owners. Damian wasn't sure if he was a majority, or equal shareholder. The other owner was a client of his from years back.

It's Harper's birthday in a few days and I want to do something to prove to him how much he means to me and how much I want him. "Isn't this a little overboard" Luca ask while dipping the roller into the paint. "You could of hired someone to come in and do this, you know" "Yeah I know" is all I say as I continue to scroll through the different options and ordering what I think he'll like. "Madam Lazlo just sent the information about the rogues and message for you" Sky says as he enters the room.

Stella smiled victoriously, like a predator that had just made its kill. "Oh, you didn't know?" she said, feigning surprise as she covered her mouth. "Ms. Ross is the founder of an investment consulting firm in Los Angeles. I hear business is booming." Enzo's eyes went bloodshot. He turned to me, the rage simmering in their depths volcanic. "Vivian… is this true?"

“I am Madeline Ross. Frederick Ross only daughter.” Who the fuck is- Wait. Ross? Federick Ross. Like THE Federick Ross. My mind clicked almost instantly, pieces falling into place, because there was only one Ross that carried that kind of weight, that kind of presence without needing introduction. The Ross Data Systems. Massive. Untouchable. The kind of company that didn’t just sit at the top of the industry but practically built the ladder everyone else was climbing. And the man behind it—Frederick Ross—a name you didn’t say lightly unless you had the power to back it up.

Arman sat by her side, his steady presence a source of comfort and strength. “You don’t have to do this alone,” he reminded her, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She smiled, though her exhaustion was evident. “I know. But I need to understand the scope of what we’re facing. If we don’t act fast, they’ll undo everything we’ve worked so hard to achieve.” --- Ravi’s Discovery The turning point came when Ravi intercepted a series of encrypted emails linking a powerful media tycoon to the shadowy organization. The tycoon, Vishal Kapoor, was a household name, celebrated for his philanthropy and influence.

Mona Fields stood beside the woman explaining the ticket process, nodding attentively as she tried to keep up. Today was her first day working at the underground boxing venue, and she had been assigned the role of ticket reviewer. Even saying it out loud sounded ridiculous. A ticket reviewer? It wasn't exactly the job of her dreams, but she needed the extra cash. Her roommate, Flora, had pulled some strings with the manager—her boyfriend—and convinced him to hire Mona. Flora worked here as a sign holder, parading around the ring between rounds in barely-there outfits, flashing a bright smile to the roaring crowd.