Rich And Ruthless Novels & Stories

“Your plans? That’s interesting because as far as I’m concerned, the property is mine. The ink is dry on the deal, and it’s a done deal.” “For now,” I replied smoothly, then leaned forward to grab my drink. I took a sip from it, savoring both the taste and the way his jaw ticked from the pause the action caused. “But deals can be undone. If I'm remembering this well, it's not completely a done deal. And I’m not above playing hardball if that’s what it takes.” Richard laughed, a sharp sound that echoed off the walls. “I’ve heard about your reputation, Bennett. Ruthless, determined, a man who doesn’t back down. Admirable traits, truly. But you’re not the only one who knows how to play this gam

Ruthless and unyielding. My wolf rumbled, pleased, watching her carefully. I went still feeling him shifting around in the back of my mind, rumbling contentedly in a way that he hadn’t in decades. Smart. Ruthless. Beautiful. I tried not to think about the emphasis he placed on the last word, but the other two were not any better. Hazel… my first wife had been smart, ruthless, and beautiful, but where she had a softness to her, a beguiling sort of vulnerability, Renee had an inner strength that she hadn’t.

I might be trying to be a decent person, but that doesn’t mean I’m not ruthless. I’ll show him.

He was skilled, ruthless, and had a sinister grin. Richard's eyes were always calculating that I am sure he wouldn't even trust his own spouse or wife. He was a bad boy, and yet, they were craving him when there were other good men out there. Truly, the love of money is the root of evil. Those ladies became jealous of me, and I think it's because of how wealthy Richard was. Besides, he has sports cars, Lamborghinis, and Rolls Royces in his garage. He was controlling half of the city, except for the government. So why wouldn't they crave his attention? I bit my bottom lip hard, forgetting my surroundings or that Madonna had returned with the tea, as I was lost in my own thoughts.

However, he would be the last person to openly question the alpha's decision. Lake Rush seemed calm, and collected but under the surface was a man to not be messed with. He hardly showed emotions, never for once had he been seen shedding a tear. No one dared to cross him, not unless they had plans to die. And his wolf, River, was the most beautiful anyone had ever seen, yet, the most ruthless. He had never lost a fight, no matter how tough. He never backed down. Whatever Alpha Lake wanted, Alpha Lake got. He was not only good as a leader but also a profound businessman who had never lost a business deal. The Rush Empire was owned by his family, but the Casino was single-handedly established

she said, sounding a bit scared. And she should be because she is damn right. Alexander Russo is someone, you don't want to be on the bad side of. The man is beyond ruthless, he tarnishes people, like an easy game. Power oozing from his personality. A reason he is called a wolf. I have seen that man, worked with him, he finishes his opponents even before they start playing and he finishes them bad enough to leave no hope of their rise. I won't be arrogant about my win against him. Because I very well know that I am just like this time.

“Tell the CEO of Vanguard Logistics that if his daughter comes within ten feet of me, I will completely dismantle his company’s entire supply chain by tomorrow morning just for the inconvenience.” Richard didn’t flinch. In fact, his smile only deepened. He loved this version of me. He loved the cold, ruthless corporate machine I had become. To him, the apathy in my eyes wasn’t the symptom of a broken heart it was the mark of a killer finally stepping into his inheritance. “Ruthless,” Richard praised softly, taking a sip of champagne. “It suits you, Ryan. You’ve accomplished more in the last four weeks on the board than you did in five years playing gangster in the gutters. You finally unders

“The way he looks at me?” “Yes. I know. It’s how my husband looks at me, how Rafe looks at Marge,” she paused. “Max was right about her brother. He barely talks. And when he does, all he talks about is business. Do you know what they call him in the business world? They named him “The Ruthless Magnate”. And he sure to live up to his name. He seized property by property, whenever he gets the opportunity, building his empire of hotels. But everytime he looks at you, I see tenderness, gentleness, love. Something I have never seen before,” Beatrice gave her a smile and a gentle squiz in her hand. “Honey, whatever situation you are in, whatever set up you and my son have, as long as both of you a

I snapped coldly, “you’re here begging for sex? No sex for a poor man.” Richard froze. His face hardened. Shame turned quickly to anger. “What do you want me to do?” he shouted. “Rob a bank?!” I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Why don’t you ask Malcolm?” At the mention of that name, his jaw clenched. Malcolm Blackwood. One of California’s top business moguls. Powerful, ruthless, wealthy beyond measure. A man known not just for his money, but for his unshakable discipline and street-smart instincts. He was respected and feared in the business world. To Malcolm, every fallen man was an opportunity. Every business collapse, a stepping stone to his next victory.

Hearing that chilled voice, he nodded and turned around back in the rain to complete the work as soon as he can. Mr Alan Richards, a twenty three year old model is the scariest creature in the underworld. No one knows that the man who portrays in advertisment on the television is someone who runs this dead grave drug business at night behind the scenes. Alan had inherited a lot of illegal businesses from his family, modeling was something that he wanted to do out of passion.