Rico Kruz Novels & Stories

I smiled. “Thank you,” he forced a smile, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “After Allen became one of the most powerful people in The Rodriguez's group, he became untouchable, I became one of the richest persons in the world, yet I still can't get revenge, do you know why?” Micheal said nothing, his brows forming a knot. “He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.”

I watched Rhyker standing behind the counter and flipped the scrambled eggs with his pan, he was shirtless and wore a white apron with black joggers. He had one particular tattoo on the back of his neck, it's a drawing of a crown, the crown of Rosla. He whistled while making scrambled eggs. "Are you awake Hemilia? I'm sorry I wasn't in our bed, I wanted to make breakfast for you." He said not looking at me, I gawked at his strong and broad back that is able to give comforting hugs from him. "What's the special occasion?" I chuckled and walked toward him, he turned around and smiled.

" I know but it's still a Surprising thing for you to admit that you've got a crush on someone, it doesn't happen every day, Kay? " " Hmmn. " " So tell me about this guy. " " Who? " I asked Feigning ignorance. " The one you are Crushing on. " She replied. " Oh! How sure are you that it's a guy that I am crushing on and not a girl, uh? " " Really? Are you trying to play hide and Seek with me, Riana? " " Why would, I? " I asked innocently. " Okay, Since you are not willing to talk then I think I'll have to leave now, bye. " She replied in a serious tone.

Rasmus lightly shook his head in negative. "You think you'll get a..away after killing me?" Richard spoke with difficulty as he wheezed for air. Rasmus paid no heed to him. His sole attention was on Catherine. "You're giving him an easy death. I have prepared something special for him." Rasmus said as his eyes darted towards the other door which opened and a huge guy emerged out of it. He was a black guy. Tall and all muscular. He looked scary with a scar running from his eyebrow to his jaw.

Doria, Nikolas's lover, was the only one who seemed to be struggling to hide her dislike for me. In the room, it was like I didn't exist anymore to Nikolas. His undiluted attention was focused on his mother. So were most of his cutting remarks. If I didn't know better. I would never believe the duo were a mother and son. I knew Nikolas was rather infamous for his ruthlessness in business world. Not to mention that my sister had suffered from that foul attitude, but I believed it was nothing compared to his nastiness towards his mother. I would have actually felt some semblance of pity for Lilika Sica if the woman wasn't such a spitfire herself. She had the perfect clap back for every of Niko

It's telling me that there is something unusual about the auras these men emit. “ Yeah, it's her,” Santino voice is flat. He fixes me with a bored look. “ She must be brave if she thinks she can murder a dragon with a fork.” The rugged one laughs, and my eyes shoot back to him. He putts a large cigar to his lips, he takes a drag and the tip of glows orange as a thin plume of smock rises. He removes the cigar from his lips and puffs out some smock. The act makes him look so fucking sexy in all his muscle glory standing there.

he said. "Uhm yeah," I said, interested in the view up there. We entered his chamber, and it appeared to be decked with flowers. I was astonished, but then I turned to read the caption: "Would you be my girlfriend?" I turned to see Cruz on his knees. "Ms Brights I know this is a difficult time, but I could not think of anything else but to make this day happen; from the first time I saw you, I knew you were the one for me, and I could not help but withdraw my shares from KATARAYO when they tried to separate us, but-but I want to pour out my heart," he said, taking a deep breath.

That’s the Patek I gave him for his birthday. Valentina: It’s everywhere. Social media is melting down. She posted a screenshot from a gossip site. Headline: SANTIAGO RIVERA TAKES THE CRUZ BAIT: THE DON AND THE DEVIL GET HITCHED. I scrolled to the comments. “Lanka Cruz? He’ll have Santiago dead in a month.” “Rivera Global just bought a one-way ticket to a federal investigation.” “He’s hot, Santiago’s rich. It’s a match made in hell.”

I smiled as I accepted his hand. "Eric, you're not only rich and handsome, but you also have the best luck of finding yourself a goddess. Would I have the honor of knowing her name?" "Such a compliment," I replied with a smile then added, "Red Nelson, sir, and you are?" "Tim Cruz, of the Cruz Group of Companies." I gasped inwardly at the information. The Cruz Group of Companies was in all corners of the country, featured daily in tabloids and magazines, and broadcasted daily in business segments.

"How did you know us? How can you prove yourself you are not the culprit or the culprit didn't send you?" The suspicious man was shocked. "You honestly don't know me? If you search my name in go*gle my details will come out! I am Paul Cruz, a handsome celebrity from the Cruz Empire, and a famous front-runner. Ring a bell?" "Ah! The car racer and a model! I remember now, you are that Paul Cruz! My sister has one of your posters after she watched your race." My eyes widened. Paul Cruz? Kane's cousin? Paul Cruz smirked. "I know I am still famous. People who don't know me are tasteless." He then glanced at me while shaking his head.