Ruthless Ties Novels & Stories

This was the first time she was looking at him properly. His hair was jet black and looked smooth and silky. He was gorgeous. Why does a ruthless Alpha have to be so good-looking? A few of his strands stick to his forehead. Grabbing them softly with her fingertips she cleaned his forehead and then proceeded to do the last touch-ups. He could simply have a shower but no, he had to torment her for doing a blunder. "D...done..." She stuttered moving back. He opened his eyes and her breath got caught in her throat. His eyes. Those dark hues always look at her as if he could see right through her soul. His eyes were beautiful but there was this darkness lurking in those depths of his pools that t

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She swallowed, “But cruelty is simple, this isn’t.” The screen showed dozens of financial transfers, “She didn’t just take money.” She pointed, “She moved it.” Another file opened, “She didn’t just destroy opportunities.” “She replaced them.” My jaw tightened, Rachel continued. “Every time I lost something, she gained something.” Her voice became colder, “My inheritance,” “The company shares.” “Family influence.” “She wasn’t trying to punish me.” She looked at me, “She was removing me.” The room went quiet, not because the realization shocked me, but because it confirmed what I already suspected. Clarissa Raphael had never been acting alone.

“Go spread those legs wide for me. Show me that pretty pussy.” She climbs onto my bed immediately, cheeks burning. She lies on her back, slowly parting her thighs. Her pussy lips are swollen and shiny with arousal, clit peeking out like it's begging to be touched. I look at her for a moment, then my eyes snap toward my wardrobe. I stride over and pull out my black tie. Her eyes widen, but before she can protest properly, I catch both her wrists, pulling them above her head. Then I tie them together tightly with the silk tie.

Her damp eyes have the self-belief that she will brawl to protect her dignity. Ryan pulled himself back, he puckered his angular eyebrows at her words, his lips corners raised in an evil smirk, He said, “It’s not just a deal, Tara!... It’s a Bond !…that you will hate all your life… It’s a Bond between us…An Abhorred Bond..!... with this Ruthless Rockstar…!”. ************

*** Two afternoons later, with both Rylan and Jarek out for work, I curled up on the sofa by the hotel window, bored, mindlessly scrolling through my phone. My finger moved mechanically, one noisy short video after another flashing by—until a familiar figure abruptly filled the screen. My hand froze. There, in front of the cameras, stood Rylan in a perfectly tailored, deep‑black suit, walking calmly under a storm of flashes. His steps were steady, deliberate—each one commanding attention. But what made my breath catch was the tie around his neck—the tie. The same dark gray silk that had been wound around my wrists, that had brushed against my skin, was now knotted with immaculate precision,

I didn't want him to hurt me beyond repair. His tie hung loosely around his neck. He fisted his shirt and tore it off easily. The sound of ripping his shirt caught me off guard. "Russo, that's not..." I stuttered. His grip on me tightened. I squealed fearfully when my calves hit the bed. He pushed on my shoulder and I fell into it. "No!"

There is something on him he said quietly. I looked down. A black device was strapped to his chest. A blinking red light pulsing like a second heartbeat that did not belong to him. My stomach dropped. Marcus saw it too. Get back he snapped. Victor crouched slightly, scanning it without touching. It is not a simple bomb he said. It is linked. Remote triggered. Possibly layered. Possibly synchronized. My hand tightened around Adrian’s instinctively like holding him tighter could undo physics. He squeezed back weakly.

Ari said, and whispers "I want you now! I can take you now! Savannah's face turned crimson red, she pinched Ari and whispers, you're too much! and said loudly: I am glad you like what you see. Hon! Sav responded. I want you to be proud of me. I am so proud of you, hon and wink at her...You're my match. Ari jokingly said. And I love you! Susan and Nora [stylist] are smiling and having fun listening to the conversation between the couple, silently. Then Savannah and Ari, hands intertwined, got out of the bedroom, Edwin and Ben were in awe. Ari is so masculine and great in his uniform as usual, and Savannah is so beautiful in her custom dress, complete with a silver tiara and the famous de la L