Ruthless Stranger Novels & Stories

“Let him underestimate you. You’re strongest when people assume you’re about to fall.” God, I loved him for that. Killian But love didn’t stop the next power move. Two days later, I came back from a client lunch to find a stranger in our apartment. She was impeccably dressed. Impossibly calm. Cradling Alina like she was born to it. “Hi,” she said with a cool smile. “You must be Killian. I’m Giselle.” Emma walked in right after me, stiff and pale. “My father sent her,” she said tightly.

This was, for one disorienting, terrifying moment, the exact voice of the man who'd stood over me at our wedding and told me I was nothing but a debt paid. I stared at him, my whole body gone rigid, the careful, gentle stranger I'd let myself fall for suddenly nowhere in the room with us, replaced by something colder, sharper, more certain of itself than any version of him I'd seen since the ambush. "What did you just say," I whispered.

Turning at the window, the man murmured venomously, “Ryan- The Ruthless Rockstar!… Soon I will end your fame… your eminence… and then your life…” ***********

Crying. A stranger’s voice narrated over the footage, smug and cruel: “This is Luca De Rossi’s secret. The girl he’s hiding. The surrogate turned mistress.” Her pulse roared. Beneath it, the caption screamed: “How much is too much for a womb?” The view count jumped from hundreds of thousands to over a million in seconds. Her vision blurred. Her fingers went numb. The fountain’s soft rush filled the silence. And for the first time that morning, the air wasn’t too quiet at all. It was deafening.

He started, trying to make his voice loud. I was barely able to hear him due to the loud music and cheering audience. “Thank you, to whatever you said.” I said also trying to make myself loud. He laughed. “Can I get your number?” He asked as he brought out his phone. “I don't give out my number to strangers.” I replied. “Please, pretty.” He added, smiling He looked like he wasn't going to give up until I gave it to him and I had no option than to. “Thank you," he said. I’m Romeo.”

"If you've been watching us, then you know she wants nothing to do with me. Your quarrel should be with me, not with her." "My quarrel *is* with you." The stranger's pale eyes glittered with malicious intent. "But I think the most fitting punishment would be for her to watch you die. Don't you think? To see the man who destroyed her die trying to protect her? Very poetic justice." The threat hit me like ice water, and mt wolf surged to the surface with protective fury. "You're not getting near her." "We'll see about that." The rogue moved with the fluid grace of someone who had spent years surviving on the edges of civilization. His hand moved to his jacket, and I caught a glimpse of metal—a

“Honestly? He’s… different. He’s confident but not arrogant, and he has this way of making everything feel significant, you know? Like when he talks, it’s like he sees right through you.” “Clara, this is sounding suspiciously like the beginning of a rom-com. Have you kissed yet?” I rolled my eyes. “No, it’s not like that. We’ve just been hanging out, getting to know each other. He owns a company, which is impressive, but he doesn’t brag about it. He’s kind of mysterious, though. Like, he’s open, but not really. It’s hard to explain.” Rachel hummed thoughtfully. “Mysterious, huh? That’s either really intriguing or a red flag. Have you asked him about it?”

But I couldn't do it when I looked at Zack's direction and saw him staring intently at my dance partner as if he's really to kill whoever this man with me right now. Don't know with the fulfilling feels I am feeling right now looking at Zack looking at the man with envy and jealousy. When he looked at my direction, I raised an eyebrow at him and sneered and then hooked my arms around the neck of my current partner. I saw the buck of Zack's reaction, I was even more satisfied. Ego hurting when seeing me dancing with another man, huh? "You're beautiful. What's your name?" My gaze turned to the stranger as he spoke. His English accent tells me that he's really from foreign country.

Ruth asks in shock pulling free, without waiting for response she quickly walked toward the door but the door has been locked! “Get this door opened,I'm leaving right away. That's my file over there,call me when you're back to your senses!”. She retorted,her eyes blazing . She knew girls gas been dieing to sleep on Williams bed,but she's different not after the traumatic experience she had years ago after bedding a stranger. “Get ready to lose your work!!”. Williams walked to the window, smiling triumphantly because he knows Ruth would never reject the offer,even girls of high caliber had sorted to be an assistant director,but with the help of his friend Edward,the spot was reserved for her.

A wave of admiration welled up in the stranger's heart. Although Philip did not make things very clear, the stranger knew Philip meant there was nothing wrong with him being a killing tool for others. “Aren't you afraid that I’ll go back and contact the people in our organization to go after you again?” The stranger looked at Philip's back and asked loudly. Philip just waved his hand without even saying a word. The stranger did not care if Philip could hear him or not. He shouted, “My name is Raven. From now on, killing you is my only goal in life!”