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“You’re the piece of shit who thought he could put his hands on my woman. The one who thought he could break her. Rape her.” He tries to spit at me. I laugh — low, sharp. “You’ve got balls. Shame I’m about to crush them.” I drag him upright, tie his wrists to his back pushing him on the floor. His breathing’s already ragged. “You think this is your world? That money, threats, numbers will keep you safe?” I circle him like a wolf, running the tip of my knife across his chest, carving a shallow line that makes him flinch. Blood wells up, bright. “Wrong. This is my world. And in my world, touching what’s mine is the last mistake you’ll ever make. It's death sentence.”

Let's go," he added. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Galore Kingdom: It was almost morning when Pula had arrived and was quickly taken to the room Vala was. Ruthless felt it when the wall was broken but he couldn't do anything. His focus was on his wife. "What is delaying my babies? They should have come out by now." "My Prince, you know your wife is a demon and demons stayed some hours before they give birth unlike-" "That's enough," Ruthless interrupted her, "Be fast and free my wife from this pain. just know that if anything happens to my wife or babies oh, I pity your generations that are yet to come." he ended with a warning tone.

Even as he slammed into her at last, plunging her into whimpering ecstasy, even as he pushed her toward the limit again and again, as his teeth bore into her bottom lip and he pounded every scrap of thought and fear out of her, she felt the difference. This was lovemaking. Rough, dominating. Real. “You’re mine, Raven,” he hissed, exploding through her with another hard thrust. His hot balls squeezed against her as he bottomed out, filling her, Owning her. She knew what that meant now, fully: she was part of his empire. And what was his was precious to him. Not simple possession—but value. “I’m yours,” she gasped, almost crying around the need to cum. “I’m—arghh—yours…”

She raised a brow at me. “I didn’t know him personally alright, but I worked for him in his company. I heard so much rumors about him. He’s ruthless. He fires people mercilessly even for small mistakes. I just don’t understand why of all people he was the one I slept with.” Her eyes narrowed. “Maybe because you liked him secretly before.” I glared at her. She smirked. “I mean, I didn’t see him in person but I’ve seen him in internet, magazines and even in TV. That man is hot, Juli. I’m sure his employees are drooling at him whenever he walks around.”

And for Rafael and Sophia, that meant becoming more ruthless, more cunning, and more unstoppable than ever before. The empire was theirs—but only for as long as they could hold it.

"Are you sure it's the royal 'slave' mark?" Maxi said thoughtfully. The mighty Vasking Empire was founded by the emperor Bourbon-Chammis. Under his reign, the Empire grew immensely. The throne is rotated according to the order of the Crown Prince. Rumor has it that King Chammis was a believer in idealism. But this doctrine has long since been lost. It's like believing in gods, God and humans are connected through the signals sent by the Supreme. If you obey these laws, the empire will last forever and become more and more powerful. But in the reign of King Chammis III, without knowing what happened in the royal court, this new emperor was not the chosen one of the deceased Emperor.

"And I'm ten moves ahead." "Until you're not." "That won't happen." "It could. One mistake. One person who can't be bought or threatened. One..." "Enough." I cut him off. "I didn't build this empire by being cautious. I built it by being ruthless. By doing whatever was necessary. And that's not going to change just because I have something to lose now." "Elara, you mean." "Yes. Elara." I look out at the city lights. "Which is exactly why I have to stay ruthless. To protect her. To protect what we have."

“Is it true? Did you really destroy all those people? Blackmail them? Use women and throw them away like trash?” He didn’t flinch. “Yes. Most of it is true.” A sob escaped me. “I’m not a good man, Isla,” he continued, voice steady. “I never pretended to be. I built this empire with blood and ruthlessness because that’s what it took. The world doesn’t reward kindness. It rewards power.” He reached for my hand. I pulled away. “And me?” My voice cracked. “Was I just another conquest? Another woman you planned to use and discard?”

My empire, my pride, my control—they’ve dared to challenge all of it. I pace again, thoughts colliding in a storm of anger and calculation. I’ve always controlled the battlefield, but this time, I’m reacting. And reacting is dangerous. It leaves holes, vulnerabilities that can be exploited. I stop abruptly, eyes narrowing. I have an idea. Dangerous. Ruthless. Personal. If they expect logic, I give chaos. If they anticipate strategy, I deliver unpredictability. I’ll force them into mistakes, force them to reveal their vulnerabilities, and when they least expect it… I strike.

“You’re taking this personally.” “I’m taking it seriously.” My reflection in the glass looked colder than I felt. “Their empire’s lasted a century because Gregory was ruthless enough to stitch it into the bloodline. Contracts, trusts, clauses—airtight. He’d rather watch billions rot than let an outsider get a piece. He built a fortress and left his daughter inside it.” Julius leaned back, folding his arms. “And you think you can breach it?” “Family can be infiltrated.” My smile was slow, Allieiberate.