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"I made a promise to myself that I was gonna make that bastard pay for everything he did to me. I made a promise to myself that I was gonna destroy everything he used me to create. So, I shouldn't be the one you should be talking to, young lady. Go back to Khalid and talk some sense to him" She turned around to leave. "How can you be so cruel, huh?!" Octavia asked tearfully and she stopped walking but didn't turn around. "How can a mother be so heartless towards her own child?! No matter what has happened, he doesn't deserve this from you. It could've been anyone, but not from you!!" Slowly, Sapphire turned around and walked towards her,her eyes glinting.

'' she paused, looking into my eyes more intently. ''You find another way to recover your eighty million.'' The silence that followed her information was the kind that never argued. I reached forward and unfolded the piece of paper, her handwriting neat and deliberate. I read each rule again and again before setting the paper down. She was still watching me, her expression fixed, like someone who had come to a conclusion. Her rules were five: She keeps her job at the bookstore. A sex free marriage. No intimacy of any kind. Her earnings goes directly to her savings and the debt alone.

After everything he said today, after cutting me off, after pretending Santorini meant nothing, after telling me to forget. He’s jealous. Something wild stirs inside me, something reckless, something hurt and angry and tired of pretending. So I turn slowly toward Aaron, I tuck my hair behind my ear, and lean in just a little, not too much. Just enough for Julian to see. Aaron grins, clearly pleased by the attention, completely unaware he’s a pawn in a war he didn’t start. I take a sip of my drink, letting my lips linger on the straw. Pretending Julian Stone doesn’t have the power to pull me apart with a single look.

he murmured but it sounded like he was talking to himself. I wanted to ignore him and just leave but before I could even move he stepped forward again offering his hand for a handshake "I am Rook, the viper king's VP" he said his smile becoming wider. So he is also related to that bastard, I bit back the urge to laugh out of anger and just glared at him, does he really thinks I am going to shake that hand of his? Well he must be dreaming. I glared at him one last time before I walked pass him, I have far more important things to do than to chat with some Rook guy, "wait" he called as he stared at me, I ignored him and continued walking.

“You’re going to remember this. You’re going to remember the exact seconds you made the wrong decision.” “Please—please stop—” he cries, the words mangled. I lean close until my mouth is at his ear and whisper, “You don’t get to touch what I love and walk away. That’s not how this works.” I bite his earlobe, hard enough to tear skin. He keens, blank and broken. When the fingers are bone dust, I don't feel savage; I feel clean. The man is unraveling into a hollow shell and every scream is a receipt for the price he paid.

When his fingers lift my chin, it’s gentle enough that I don’t realise I’ve stopped breathing until I inhale. “Then let her be exactly that,” he says. “But if Rhea Ashford is made of pain, and anger, and survival—” His thumb brushes my jaw. Grounding. Real. “—then let Rhea Voss be something else entirely.” His voice drops. Steady. Promising. “A safe place for your nightmares.” His eyes darken, not with hunger, but with intent. Anger. Promise. “And a reckoning for anyone who ever thought they could erase you.”

Ruthless. “Now you’ll die every day.”

"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 of the Red Moon Pack, and I had

Anaaya gazed at Zaviyaar with surprise face after feeling her dupatta around herself. "You are right. I'm very ruthless. This world made me like that. And for the one, who you are fighting against me, is a black wolf hiding behind white sheet. He is the man who doesn't know ruined the lives of so many people. If I get an opportunity, I will give him more painful death than before." He was staring into the eyes of Anaaya while his hand travelled slightly down to her neck. Feeling the touch of his fingers on her neck, she badly jerked his hand.