Novel & Cerita Ruthless Heart Roxy Sloane

"Poor Sloane. You're crying again? Honestly, Lucien, I don’t know how you stomach someone so emotional. She’ll drown you in her tears before the semester ends." I saw the way Sloane’s shoulders curled inward, as she became smaller in her seat, like she was hiding from Roxanne, like Roxanne’s words cut deeper than her claws. My girl blinked hard and wiped at her cheeks, like she was ashamed of breaking in front of anyone. I decided that was it. The last fucking straw. The final splinter in the damn coffin. I leaned across Sloane, pressed the button, and the window rolled up all the way, so Roxanne’s face was inches away from Sloane's view. She maintained her smug, poisonous smile as she stood

She hated how Ruth could feel nothing while Chloe suffered so much! She refused to believe that Ruth had no heart, that she couldn't feel pain! So,she would tear off Ruth ’s false mask of nobility, she wanted to see Ruth's blood from the pain! How could Ruth remain so calm after witnessing her man in bed with her sister on Valentine’s Day? “Ruth, you're not human…. You're a devil, nothing but just a heartless witch!”. Chloe shove Ruth hard and stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

‘I want her, I want her…’ Roz began to howl inside his head. Blaze stretched his hand and gently stroked his thumb across her lips. "Mm…" Triana moaned and shifted her weight to the other side. Blaze quickly drew his hand back and hurried to the restroom, his heart hammering loudly inside his ribcage. A few minutes later, he came out of the washroom. Knock-Knock-Knock…

“ It only makes you look like a lunatic. Quiet the act, princess. You think this is a movie show right?” "You fucking asshole,” I yelled, my eyes blurred with my own tears. I couldn’t think twice as my hand met his face. I slapped him so hard that his head flew in the opposite direction. " Now you call me a lunatic? Aren’t you the one I should be calling that? You killed my husband, ordered your men to do whatever they wish with me and now what? You showed up like a demi-god.” Luciano didn’t reply to me nor did he utter any word. Instead he climbed down the podium and headed straight to the exit door of the room. That slap must have hurt his ego so much.

“Well Rosie, incase you haven’t noticed, I am known for being the teacher’s pet, I am also really, really smart. I was a straight A student and class valedictorian at Oxford high. I scored a scholarship very easily to study at Stanford and if I didn’t transfer, I would easily nab a first class Stanford Law degree. So getting close to Professor McLain is piece of cake.” She shoved one leg under the other, digging her ass into the bed, scrunching her face to almost tears. “Please Roxy, this is dangerous, what if you get caught?” “I won’t get caught…..where is my Swade for Gods sake?” I am partly distracted by my currently lost favorite shoe in the world.

I want to see my son, train him, and have become like me, his father. I thought about Don Vito. How would I convince him it's a trap? That La Routage has been rigged from top to bottom and was like leading the sheep to its slaughter? La Routage was one of the events Don Vito shows how much power and influence he possesses. It was a massive show-off for him. “A guy named Ruckus, is he one of yours?” Rivera interrupted. How does she know Ruckus? “Uhmm, yes but he was killed two nights ago.”

Isabella said coldly, the fire in her eyes refusing to dim. “I am innocent!” Aura cried. Her voice cracked, and this time the tears followed, slow and uncontrolled. “I may have hated you, Isabella. I may have wished pain on you once. But I would never do this. I would never drag the royal family into a scandal so deep it scars the crown itself. I’m not that heartless!” Her chest heaved as sobs threatened to escape. Her hands shook at her sides. “My father is gone. And I didn’t even get to say goodbye.”

But my Ruthie had opposite opinions than mine. I always desired her... She is my forbidden fruit. Only I can consume. So watching her leave my mansion for some other guy, I feel my cold blood boiling and my fangs growing. This extreme emotion suddenly fills up my chest, bringing me to a specific memory of my past, and it is a bad memory, one that I wish to erase from my mind forever. So I calmed myself down. I inhaled several times and counted from one to ten to relax my nerves. I do not want to make the same mistakes as I did back then.

Although he brought me clothes, it didn’t erase what Huxley had just done and I dressed up in the cream suit dress he had gotten me, my mind replayed everything that had happened between us just now. It was weird. Despite my hatred for him, it was hard to deny how my body had reacted so obviously to him. Also, there was Roxy’s reaction to him. “Roxy, why are you not angry anytime you see Huxley? He rejected us.” I question as I stepped out of his office and straight into my office. “His wolf wants me,” came Roxy’s reply. I don’t know if it’s just in my head but she sure did sound a little angry. Was she angry at Huxley’s wolf or Huxley?