Razor And Bennett Novels & Stories

Razor “Good thing I have a solid alibi because those detectives looked ready to cuff me and throw away the key.” Nick scoffed amusingly. I looked down at my watch. “We need to be careful now. With Lara’s death and all.” “Hmm,” I nodded, glancing at my watch again. “Razor!” Nick banged his fist on the table, “Are you expecting something soon?” Nick barked looking at me. “Did you even hear what I said?” he raised his brow at me.

They must get the latest news. Conley chuckled and said, “It’s really interesting! Bennet the lad doesn’t have other abilities, but he is quite good at kicking someone when he is down. It seems like Scott’s Remembrance Cultural Arts Entertainment can’t hold on anymore. If he gives another kick this time, this is going to speed up Scott’s Remembrance Cultural Arts Entertainment to be destroyed.” Ryan remained silent. He silently stared at Bennet on the live broadcasting, and he felt anxious. What did he want to do?

The announcer’s voice boomed through the speakers: “Lila Bennett has lost again! As per the rules… the entire winning crew gets their prize for the next thirty minutes!” The crowd erupted. Razor’s crew, eight dangerous, muscular underground fighters, stepped into the cage, circling me like predators. Damien watched from the front row, his eyes dark with lust and approval. Razor grabbed me first. He ripped off what remained of my tiny sports bra and shoved me down onto my hands and knees in the center of the cage. “Time to claim our prize,” he growled. He slammed his thick cock into my pussy in one savage thrust, making me scream.

“No. That wasn’t about talent. You looked at that piece like it said something to you. What did you see?” For the briefest moment, her throat tightened. But Sophia Bennett did not reveal vulnerabilities — especially not to strangers who smelled of paint and carried nothing but passion. She let her gaze cool, sharpen. “I saw something others overlooked. That’s the difference between people who build and people who… dabble.” Alex’s smile faded, but not completely. “If you think I’m dabbling, you weren’t looking closely enough.” Marcus appeared at her side, slipping neatly between them like a shield. “Mr. Rivera, wasn’t it? Thank you for your contribution tonight. Miss Bennett’s schedule is ful

Bennett jumps up in a frightening burst, and his gaze, once cloudy, turns into a cold irritation. “Don’t touch me!” Bennett roars. However, he doesn’t look anything like the uncompromising and arrogant CEO I know. David Bennett resembles a wounded beast, ready for its defensive attack. So, I withdraw my hand and don’t know how to act or how to get him out of there. The horrid cold along with the icy raindrops sends a strong shiver through me, and in a useless attempt to warm myself, I hug my own body. At that moment, I notice his irritated eyes become worried.

Although my whole body shook, I raised it anyway. The fight grew tougher and Rogues circled around us, snarling and gnashing their teeth as their eyes locked on us like prey. Keller’s sword flashed at them once again and the blood on it soaked the dirt. Bennett fought with raw rage, his fists breaking the skulls of them but there were too many. We were surrounded! Bennett’s breath grew harsh, his body trembling. His eyes flicked red as the wolf clawed at his skin. "Bennett…" I whispered, but he didn’t hear me.

Rather than let him take you, I'd rather die fighting. My eyes hurt from crying. His words, the passion and despair in his voice, make my heart ache. I'd prefer not lose him. Not in this way. Not to Victor. However, I spot a flash of movement from the darkness as the rogues push forward. A tall, strong man appears from the darkness, and my heart skips a beat. Bennet is here. He approaches us with a weapon I have never seen before, and his eyes are sparkling with fire. As Bennet raises the weapon and points it straight toward the rogues, my breath catches in my throat. Long and sleek, with flashing blue lines that shine, it's unlike anything I've ever seen. Power seemed to sizzle in the air a

Bennett’s gaze was full of sympathy, but mostly he was glaring at me to pull it together. He was right. If any of Owen’s spies put together that he was referring to Violet…

Bennett let out a mocking laugh as he looked at his hand scarred by my claws. "You're a naughty girl...you'll have plenty of time to learn. For now, go and talk to your ex fiancé, tell him Alpha Bennett is back. My doors will be open to him and I'm willing to defeat him once and for all. I'm not a fucking coward like him, who banished me from his filthy pack, fearing I would end his life" At that moment I remembered what a bastard Bennett had been to Walter. He'd killed his mate and now he'd stolen his fiancée.

His eyes peered through as if looking for someone in the streets of New York. "Mr. Stone... It's time for the Meeting with the Designing Department." Ryan said as he walked into his office. "And they're ready?" He asked, not moving an inch. "Yes." Came the answer, from the guy that was already jotting down things. Bennett nodded, as he turned around and grabbed his Suit Jacket. He put it on and looked up with those alluring eyes. "Let's Go." He ordered, and they two left the office. ••