Ruthless Stranger Novels & Stories

When they got to the airport, he unloaded her luggage and stood in front of her waiting to be dismissed. "I don't even know you anymore. You're just that creepy stranger I met at my husband's wake." She said quietly. He wiped her tears and kissed her forehead. "You never really knew me, I'm your Stranger Danger, remember?” He told her, as she blinked up at him. “I'll call you to set up the next project. Goodbye, Ellen."

I said. "Move on besides your company will be sold to another person this night." "You caused all these, you shouldn't have worked for the bad guys." I said angrily. Tears filled my large eyes as memories of my Lisa bubbled to the surface. Kim walked towards us with a grin on her face. "Oliver, I have a new job for you." She said to him. "I'm not interested in working with you again, you're all murderers." Oliver replied. I looked at Kim, it was already obvious that she was the who killed Lisa and Oliver also worked with her. I slapped her face and pulled her hair. She tried to fight back but my grip on her was tight, she cried in pain as I gave her a punch on her stomach.

My body shivered in fear. Suddenly, he looked confused. "She doesn't even remember her name. We just figured it out." Igor told him in a strange language. I blinked in confusion. I was also afraid of them. They were completely strangers. Their aura demanded submission. More footsteps rang in the hall. My head jerked to them. I was among strangers. My hands began to shiver. I pushed myself away, climbing the steps, distancing myself away from them. My husband, if he was, he turned to them. His expression darkened. "What do you mean?" He growled in that strange language.

A foolish gesture," the stranger murmured, his voice deceptively soft. He released Bill, who collapsed on the ground, clutching his shattered wrist, tears streaming down his face. "What....what do you want," The others stumbled back, fear twisting their features into grotesque masks. They were hardened men, men who had stared death in the face countless times, but this stranger, this beautiful wraith from the woods, had them quaking in their boots. Who the fuck was this?, yet strangely his face looked familiar.

His jaw was tight, his eyes burned with something like fury as he looked down at the papers. “They ruined us,” I said, my voice raw. “They didn’t just take the company, Mason. They destroyed my father. They destroyed everything we were. And then—” I shoved the photographs at him. “They’ve been watching us. For years. Every step. Every single breath.” Mason’s hand hovered over the photos, then curled into a fist. “God.” He exhaled hard. “I knew my family was ruthless, but this—” He broke off, shaking his head. “This is monstrous.”

“You’re one hirmy girl.” The stranger’s hand wraps around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my vision spot. “Mine now,” they snarl. Their other hand shoves between my legs, fingers probing, testing. “And I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember your own name.” Vale’s fingers join theirs, stretching me open around the plug, and I scream. It’s too much….too full, too rough, but my body clenches around them, greedy. Iris’s teeth sink into my shoulder, her tongue soothing the sting. The stranger’s cock presses against my entrance, thick and unyielding, and I realize with a jolt of terror and lust that they’re not even undressed. Just unzipped. Just ready.

"Walk away." The stranger didn't stop. "You're trespassing," the stranger said. "This is Sutton territory." The thug with the knife hesitated. "We have orders from Valenti. The girl is collateral." "Your orders are old," the stranger said. "Valenti sold the debt to me this morning." "Bullshit," the thug spat. "I'm taking her." The stranger moved. He was fast. He caught the thug’s wrist, snapping the bone with a loud crack. The knife fell to the ground. The thug screamed, but the sound cut off as the stranger punched him in the stomach. The man folded and dropped to his knees.

He replied We need to meet again. Can I have your contact? He said. I froze reality now dawning on me. I had just fucked a stranger. What have I done? Was I any better than Leonard? No. No, this isn’t me. I pulled away, shame crashing down hard and fast. “I need to go,” I said, my voice shaking. He reached for me, hesitation in his eyes, then pressed something into my palm. “If you change your mind… my name and number are there.”

Alexander kept her close, his hand occasionally brushing her back or arm in gestures that would appear affectionate to observers but felt hollow to Isabella. When her father approached for the traditional father daughter dance, Alexander relinquished her with cool politeness. "Are you okay?" Antonio whispered as they moved across the dance floor. Isabella maintained her smile. "I'm fine." "He's treating you like a stranger." "That's what we are," she replied, the words tasting bitter. "Strangers who made a deal." Antonio's expression darkened. "If he hurts you—" "He won't," Isabella assured him, though uncertainty gnawed at her. The Alexander who had emerged today was the man she had initial

I have had more than enough episodes with Antonio to go through a new series from a total stranger. “Please! Let me go! I begged. “I am nobody.” I was hoping if I pleaded with him, he would let me leave the mansion and at least I would be free from all this violence. For God's sake, I have a child growing inside of me. I thought about my baby. The stranger didn’t listen to my plea. He didn’t even pay any attention to what I was saying. Instead, he kept staring at my skin. “Let me show you what a good fuck feels like,” he whispered.