Ruthless Call Of Duty Novels & Stories

He gets up quickly from the sofa while she understands very well the offer of her help, then she quickly shakes her head in denial. “I said no, I will help you, then why bother so much. Come here to me.” He is now standing on his own but now he was calling her to his side which was getting weaker due to his presence. “Come to me.’ He now spoke in a heavy voice. She steps fast and comes to him and stands up. “Take off.’ He spoke in a cruel tone while her face was afraid of how she could do all this but his ruthless saying forced her to do all this.

Run all you want—I'll always find you. "We're husband and wife. Can't we talk this through? Mom's waiting for us at home. "Come on. Let's see if your little team can save you this time." His grip clamped down on my arm, hard. His eyes gleamed with malice. "Be a good girl and come home with me. Take care of my mom. Serve Yana. Play your part "If you don't? Well... couples fight. And if I happen to lose my temper and leave you paralyzed or brain-dead in one of those fights? That'll be on you."

Alex's POV I walked into my organization with a smile and everyone scurried to their seats. James walked towards me with a grin on his face. "So are you ready to lose your company?" He asked. I looked at him before looking outside. "I don't think you should talking to me early in the morning." I answered He chuckled. "You're still arrogant." "I can't stop being arrogant, I'll fight to the end." "Death is the end," he reminded with a smirk. "Be ready to pay the price just like Lisa because you'll be the next person walking out of this organization."

"Consider it practice." There was something he wasn't saying. Isabella studied him, trying to read between the lines. "Is that the only reason?" A muscle ticked in his jaw. "You said you wanted to know who I really am. This is your chance." Understanding dawned. He was offering her a glimpse behind the curtain—showing her Alexander Kane, the businessman whose reputation struck fear into boardrooms across the country. The man the financial press had nicknamed "The Executioner" for his ruthless corporate takedowns.

Bloodlust rolls off him in waves, suffocating the air. “Get. The fuck. Off her.” The leader smirks, trying to play it cool. “And who the fuck are you supposed to be?” Logan steps forward, slow, lethal, every movement dripping with the promise of violence. “I’m the last mistake you’ll ever make.” He doesn’t wait for them to move. The first man barely has time to turn before Logan’s fist cracks across his jaw. Bone splinters. Teeth spray across the floor like broken glass. The man drops, twitching.

She said in a very low tone,concerned written all over her face for her friend who looks so drained. Ruth's eyes flashed as she grabbed the phone from Serah's hold. She picked the call without saying a word,an envelope of silence traveled between them,but a voice spoke the moment she wanted to end the call from her end. “The dirty games is quite interesting huh?. What do you think?”. The voice laughed hysterically,which made Ruth to exchange looks with Serah, because it was on loud speaker. “Who the fuck are you?!!!. Why not show yourself if you aren't a hypocrite!!!”. Ruth thundered,using every once of energy in her.