Ruthless Heart Roxy Sloane Novels & Stories

"The night you came back was also the night Ronan left me. We were in a relationship he told me he will marry me, until that day he just vanished. No message no call nothing. He wanted to start this new business with some of his friends - so I gave him whatever money I had. You need to understand Killian I was broke, pregnant, and just abandoned. But then you came along offering me this huge amount of money." She shakes her head like she is thinking how stupid she was. "Braxton also came to me that night when he saw me counting the bills you gave me," she looks at him lying on the floor. "He told me if I can seduce you to stay and even better tell you it's your kid you will give us more mone

My breathing hitched as the proximity became unbearable, and the lump in my throat grew impossible to swallow. "I told you, I'm a man of my word. I haven't forgotten our conversation." His voice was thick and husky. "Then remember this, I would rather die than love you." He pulled back to meet my eyes, a smug smile curling his lips. "You know why?" I continued, my voice slightly trembling with hatred. "Because you're going to be alone for the rest of your life. No one wants you. No one wants a ruthless monster with a heart as black and rotten as yours. You'll die alone, Finn. Oh no, I'll be there to watch you die the most painful of deaths, and I'll make sure you remember all the pain you've

The one who saved me from myself and when I found her… she couldn't remember a damn thing about me and for that reason alone I wanted to kill everyone who had a hand in the matter but I didn't. I didn't because I knew she was going to hate me and the last thing I wanted was her hatred. I wanted to own her. Body, soul, mind and heart. I wanted her heart to wrap around my black one with a vice grip so maybe then I'll be able to free her from the chains of her past that were holding her captive. Maybe then… I'll be free…

Richard Harris had forcibly taken her, making her feel ashamed, and a sense of resentment emerged within her. Once she finished dressing, the sky had darkened, and she felt satisfied with so many things happening. That wicked person had broken both her bedroom doors. If it meant seeing a handsome man like him, maybe it was worth it. Roxana thought, feeling ashamed of her thoughts. "Roxana, oh Roxana, you were almost taken advantage of, and yet here you are, praising him for his good looks. Truly, you're so shallow," she scolded herself. Roxana felt a sense of loss, realizing that Richard Harris's beauty differed from William's. Richard had an audacious and arrogant appearance, while William

Months rolled forward in this very strange and jagged rhythm….outwardly polished and normal but secretly savage and consuming. To the rest of the world, Sloane dated freely and enjoyed her life without apology. Rook remained the definition of professional restraint. Watchful, distant, perfectly suited to his job. But behind closed doors, it was a war of bodies. He hated her lovers, hated their guts, hated the marks they left on her, but craved the leftovers. She loved her freedom, loved the attention and affection of different partners, but craved his roughness, his unfiltered hunger for her, his refusal to treat her like anything fragile or precious.

Zack stayed with him for some time talking about the deals that are pending, that needed to be signed by Jonathan and after that he left to go to Jackson as told by Jonathan. Jonathan was looking at Aiden's picture that Zack gave him before going and said something that was not leaving Jonathan's mind. "I once read somewhere this and i thought no one can be that stone hearted that this kind of words could describe someone's misery. He's got the eyes of innocence, but cried the blood tears. The face of an angel, but has been tortured by the devil. The personality of the dreamer and a prettiest smile that hides the worst pain that you can ever imagine.

After watching it,I almost felt this urge to taste it. Right before I am going to have it,I heard someone say, "Look. Who is here." God! Again? She is the most beautiful doctor on the cardiology department according to most people on this floor. I don't know her name. But I know this. She is Garrett's fifth or sixth girlfriend and if she is Garrett's girlfriend,she won't just go easy on me. I tried to walk past her. I wouldn't have given a damn if she is going to call me names,but she grabbed my hand. I sighed. What is this about? "I heard you slept with Dr William while you were seeing I mean fucking Alexander King. Is that true? Is that why you are still working here?"

My jacket clung to my back, soaked, but it felt like armor compared to the storm inside me. Sloane opened the door just a crack, water dripping from her hair and the edge of her white t-shirt. Her expression was unreadable, part frustration, part exhaustion, part defiance, and it hit me like a punch to the chest. She had every right to look at me like this. I’d left, I’d failed, I’d hurt her, and now I was standing here, soaked and desperate, trying to make it right. “I’ll give you five minutes,” she said, voice calm but firm, barely audible over the pounding rain. “Five minutes to explain yourself. After that… you’re done. You leave. Got it?”

6 weeks ago Ruth's POV "It's Adrian Delacroix, the only child of the late Mr and Mrs Delacroix. Today he came with his stunning wife Ruth Delacroix. They are so perfect for each other, a match made in heaven truly." A reporter commented. Adrian and I are attending a red carpet event, of course we had to act like the perfect couple for public image because that's all what I am for in the eyes of my husband. He needed my beauty and perfect body for his image and I needed the life his money had to offer. Our marriage is that of convenience but sometimes I can't help but want more from my husband than his cold behavior when we were alone or hiding behind the walls of our home.