Ruthless Gl Chapter 72 Mga Nobela at Kwento

XANDER “You think you're a tough guy huh! Well, let's see how tough you are!” Zacko spat at me, landing blows to my gut with a mischievous glint in his eyes as the guards restrained my hands. I clenched my teeth, refusing to give Zacko the satisfaction of seeing my anguish. The pain coursed through me like a river of fire, but I held it inside, refusing to let it escape in a scream. While the pain raged through me, I drew strength from the knowledge that this was only a scratch, a fleeting discomfort in comparison to the past ordeals I had endured.

"You don't raise your hand on my maid." Mike said and Sandra was shocked. "Mike? Don't tell me you are supporting her. Release your hand let me teach her a lesson." she said, glaring at Jennifer. "Stop talking as of you can beat me. Or do you think I will watch you slap me? Lay your filthy hand on me and i will tear your fresh. I would disfigure your ugly face." Jennifer said, glaring into her eyes. Sandra didn't see that coming. She couldn't believe a maid could be so outspoken.

I bit down hard on my tongue to stop a whimper from getting out. The man in charge of our province, Delta Alphonso walked in with the usual air of authority. He wasn't a mean man, but he had rules which everyone had to abide by. If we broke his rules then there would be hell to pay. He pulled a chair out for another huge man and another huge man. My eyes almost bulged out of its socket as I recognized the Alpha of the Southern region and his beta. Mother was right. My powers must have reached the Alpha, and they are here to kill me.

Chapter 5 Claire POV (2 Days Later) Putting the brush into the bucket of soapy water, I scrubbed the ground. My fingers were hurting and I had turned red in anger an pain. My little siftbhands moved the brush up and down as I cleaned the floor and cried. It's only been two days with Aohw Nathan and I had turned to a slave. I'm a servant in my mates pack and I hate myself for doing this. My parents' words kept recalling repeatedly in my ears, I can hear their voices sound over and over again. I wished I had listened to them, I wished I never agreed to go with Alpha Nathan. Now it's me, living the hell of a traumatic life.

A burning Blue flame of Death. “My God," Rhino muttered as he stumbled backwards a bit, almost falling down and his man had to hold him. ★ Location: Marcel's mansion. A beautiful lady dressed in a short cream gown with long silver heels could be seen at the entrance of the see-through gate ringing the bell. The beautiful lady happens to be none other than Gloria and she was here today determined to see Marcel. He has been constantly in her thoughts and it almost like he was some kind of hard drug she couldn't do without.

Her legs was glued to a spot and heavy,she shut her eyes close knowing fully well that she's standing in the richest man in the world way. One of the lethal guards charged toward her,his eyes void of emotions filled with venom. His steps were murderous and cold, it's obvious he would fling Ruth out of his boss way without thinking twice, that's if he would let her leave, because she broke the rule by standing in her boss walkway. “Stop!!!”. Williams Richard snarled,his eyes blazing red. He had seen how his guard wants to fling Ruth out of his way,but why did she stopped him?. When he would have been the one to end her life instantly.

He raised a brow when I still didn't get down. ''Please give me a minute.'' I pleaded. I waited until the people had passed and the street looked a bit dry before I got down immediately, disappearing into the alley that led to the workplace. I breathed a sigh of relief when I did not encounter any familiar person until I arrived at the bookstore. I pushed the door open and it chimed with the soft bell that hung above and I came face to face with Miss Glory. I greeted her, bowing my head slightly. ''How are you feeling now? Iris told me about you being ill.'' Her voice was soft.

“Sorry, but I don’t mix work with pleasure.” Gold Chain smirked, his eyes dragging over me like I was something he was thinking about buying. “Pleasure? Who said anything about that? We’re just talking.” His hand darted out, brushing against my hip, and every muscle in my body went rigid. Don’t react. Don’t react. “Keep your hands to yourself,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. Gold Chain’s smirk faltered for a second, but then he laughed, leaning back in his chair. “Feisty. I like that.”

Lyra As each whip landed on my cold skin, I prayed that each would be the last but I was far from the truth. The shivers made it worse and I could barely bellow anymore. All my strength had been used up to shout and I just laid there, waiting for death to take me away. “Are you seeing this?” One of the enforcers knelt down close to me, looking at my skin. I already knew what was marveling at him. With each wound that the whips created, they were sealing themselves back up.

My silk blouse rips, fabric tearing loud and obscene in the silence between their laughter. The leader crouches over me, his weight pressing me into the carpet. His smile is slow, deliberate, the kind that makes bile burn the back of my throat. “You think you’re untouchable, rich girl?” His breath stinks of cigarettes as his fingers drag down my cheek. “Men like me… we break women like you. Tonight, you’re nothing but a hole to bleed dry.” “I’ll kill you,” I rasp, my voice shredded but steady. “If you touch me, I’ll kill you.”