Ruthless Sentence Novels & Stories

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.”

But what he says next boils my blood. "you can and you will," he folds his hands over his chest. Like he is doing this to control himself. "we have all day, you are cleaning this even if it takes you all day." I threw my hands in the air, and frustrated tears burned my eyes. "what kind of ruthless bastard are you? I told you I can't do it." "you will do it," he grits. "fuck you," I yelled picking up a handful of horseshit mixed with straw and throwing it at him. "Eat this and die."

"You're ruthless, Taehyung. Ruthless and brilliant." Taehyung leaned forward, the chair creaking under his weight. His eyes gleamed with a dangerous intensity as he spoke, "Ruthlessness is necessary when the stakes are this high. But brilliance? That’s optional." His lips curved into a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. "I only play to win."

Dabbing his sweat off with the towel, Zale grits dangerously. “I am so going to make him regret it!”. After blocking Edward’s car from every direction, Zale grins in contentment seeing Edward walking towards his car giving up on escaping. Stepping out of his car, Zale stands in all his glory. “Get out of my way, Zale” Edward demands. “Now, now, so eager to run away from me, Edward?” he taunts. Edward thought he hid the escaping part well but then he overlooked the fact that he is going against Zale Austin Windsor, the ruthless and the most powerful man who rules the underworld mafia of New York controlling the in and outs on his fingertips.

The boys sped the car into the forest and alighted they pushed Ruth out of the car. "Can you answer the questions we are asking you?" Did solo say? Ruth kept quiet, Solo slapped her she fell and cried in pain. "We are not here to east our time give us the cheque!" Solo said angrily. "Even if you beat me and take the cheque it's me who is supposed to cash out you will take it back to the boss and get the peanut pay I rather go to the bank cash it and we subdivide the Cash into two our boss is a billionaire he will not feel that he has lost anything the bosses are heartless you are fighting me and yet all of us are suffering we are being used as tools and later dumped," Ruth said.

That definitely angered her. "If I said they have to sell it, then they have to! If they won't, then I'll destroy this shop today!" Ruth said coldly. "No! If they do, then I'll destroy their shop today!"

Alan stood up at once. the only thing he was proud of in his life was his passion of being that top model that everybody wants and now when he saw his name in the second place, he clenched his fists in rage. The rage was so steamy that his nails tore down his flesh making his palm bleed out of his closed fist.

“I do have something to say.” The judge leaned forward. “Proceed.” Evelyn turned, not to the judge, not to Margot, but to the jury. Her eyes were burning and almost predatory. “You sit there in your little box, pretending to hold the scales of justice,” she said, each word clipped and precise. “But you don’t understand power. You don’t understand what it takes to win in this world. You think morality builds empires? You think kindness feeds millions? No. Weakness destroys. Weakness is what left Peter Grey in the gutter. Weakness is what made Richard my puppet. Weakness is what ruins men. And I—” her chin lifted—“I was never weak.”

You are detained from writing your final exams. Did this statement hurt?No. I am perplexed and vexed. Without a proper investigation, a year is wasted in my life. And all these things are happening. Why? Because I haven't agreed to sleep with two enormous rich dogs. It's a total waste of time to listen another word this man is going to vent out. Only Alexander can solve this. Is this your revenge, Brute?

His jealousy of her brilliance was a strange, intoxicating thing, he wanted the world to fear her, but he hated that her mind was a territory he couldn't fully map. "You’re a natural, Cali. It’s in your blood. The Santoro ruthlessness. It just took a little... cultivation." "Don't take credit for my spite," Cali whispered, her voice dropping into a lethal, grumpy register. "You didn't cultivate me. You backed me into a corner until the only thing left to do was bite." She shoved him back, finally sliding off the table. She smoothed out the lapels of her midnight-black suit, looking every bit the cold-blooded executive. She picked up the pearl derringer and tucked it back into her blazer with