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She didn't hesitate, she slowly walked down the staircase. She noticed he sat down on one of the dining chairs, taking the fork stuffed with what looked like grilled chicken to his lips. He took a bite and slowly ate it, as if taking pity on the animal that had been killed to prepare the meal. Such an hypocrite! She despised this maniac. She hated him with every bone in her, everything that makes her a human being. Sofia wasn't the type to hate, no matter what you did to her, but Alessandro had pushed her to hate him. He was cruel, callous, unkind, menacing and audaciously wicked, not caring who he hurt as long as he got his way. The way he had tortured her grandmother, he was truly heartles

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.”

I cursed my own existence within the silent theater of my mind. A sharp wave of internal guilt began to compromise my system over the reality that my compliance had indirectly caused Roy to be branded with the reputation of a reckless playboy within the social register. Common sense dictated that I should have refrained from offering immediate, unyielding belief to Dita’s verbal testimonies. Had I withheld my rapid, scorched-earth evacuation and granted his position a structured negotiation, the probability was immense that Roy would have never redirected the volatility of his frustration into sleeping with a vast multitude of random women.

He took the last piece of me. How cruel can the world get?

Like a battlefield waiting for the next move. The room was eerily silent, save for the faint ticking of the wall clock. Normally, he thrived in this silence. It was in these quiet moments that he planned, strategized, controlled the chaos that others drowned in. But now, the silence felt oppressive. His focus remained elsewhere. Because somewhere out there, someone was waiting. Watching. And they wanted revenge. The words from earlier echoed in his mind, chilling in their simplicity. This is revenge. Adrian had made enemies before. Ruthless rivals, powerful men who had fallen because he refused to bow. He had learned early on that in this world, survival wasn’

The next morning, I had woken up to an empty bed, I had slept too much to even realize that he had left. I rushed downstairs, Rachel sat on the couch, watching Television, that was rather awkward, she hardly ever sits to watch anything and here she was so early in the morning face first to the TV. “What’s going on?” I asked, raising a brow at her. “What do you mean?” She asked back “I’m watching TV” she added almost angrily. “You never watch TV” I pointed out. “I might as well start…stocks in the company have started plummeting and my friends no longer want to hang out with me” she said, acting like a child whose friends abandoned her.

"Send scouts to monitor their movements closely. We'll strike when they're most vulnerable." Ryan nodded and left to relay my orders. Alone in my tent, I allowed myself a moment to process the day's events. The victory was ours, but the war was far from over. Adrian was a formidable opponent, and I knew he wouldn't take this defeat lightly. The moonlight cast shadows on the walls of my chamber, and I felt a pang of nostalgia. This battle had reminded me of my early days as Alpha, when every decision felt like a test of my leadership. But those days were long gone. I was no longer the untested leader struggling to prove himself. I was Magnus, the Ruthless Alpha

He looked at her, curious as to what she had to say. "I have something to tell you," Alma remarked as she moved closer to him. Virgin nodded and motioned for her to come along. Alma followed him into his office. "What is it?" Virgil asked as he sat in his chair. "Your strategy for defeating Blaze is remarkable. But don't underestimate him. Remember that he is known as the ruthless alpha. He has no mercy when it comes to executing his foes." Virgil smirked, his fingers intertwined. "This ruthless alpha will be defeated and killed this time."

I might be trying to be a decent person, but that doesn’t mean I’m not ruthless. I’ll show him.

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."