When Does Ruthless Come On Novels & Stories

She turned sharply, ripping the door open with enough force to make it slam against the wall. I didn’t follow her. I didn’t need to. Because desperation always wins. And whether it was tonight, or next week, or the moment that next bill came in… Anna Rodriguez would come back to me. And when she did, it would be on my terms.

“In just a minute, they’ll be here. You have no choice, uncle. You either escape, or they arrest you.” Primo Alessandro’s grip on Anna loosened, his hands shoving her roughly to the ground. She stumbled, falling hard, her vision blurring as she watched Primo Alessandro rub his temple, clearly rattled by the sudden turn of events. His eyes burned with fury as he glared at Killian.

Winona’s POV. I stormed out of the taxi as soon as it stops in front of our apartment building. It’s almost midnight and the babysitter were only after 9pm. I don’t know if Marti’s already home or if Mason was alone in our apartment. I was about to run to the elevator when someone suddenly grabbed my arm. When I look who it is, I saw Maximus. He’s in his usual serious face. But it didn’t scare me anymore.

The kind of mask strippers wore when they wanted to hide their identity but show everything else. I pulled out the white envelope inside the file, my heart beating steady. I opened it carefully. A small white card fell into my hand. **Valenti Royale Casino** **Via Monte Napoleone 45, Milan** **Tonight. 11 PM. Main Stage.** I closed the file fast. I looked around again, my eyes searching. The motorcycle was long gone, nowhere to be seen. A small, cold smile formed on my lips. Felix was at it again. He always found a way.

She had been reckless, naive, and now she was trapped. And he would be relentless. Because he was a billionaire—cold, ruthless, heartless. His empire had been built on control, manipulation, and eliminating anyone who defied him. He didn’t forgive. He didn’t hesitate. He didn’t care. And now, Yesha realized with a hollow pang, he owned her. “Yesha Elaine,” he said, stepping closer, so close she could feel the heat from him, “the moment you signed, you stopped being yours. That is the reality. You can scream, you can fight, you can resist… but it won’t change a thing.”

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."

Groaning lowly, she quickly opened her wardrobe and took another gown to wear, turning around to quickly put on her dress, she turned around and saw Ruthless still staring at her, his gaze held a hungry look. Vala wondered if he could behave like this when the full moon is yet to come, then how he could behave when it's full Moon? "Why are you staring at me, is not as if you have never seen me before." "I can't stop imagining your a*s Vala," Ruthless said, closing the distance between them, and placing one of his hands in her cheeks, "Just pray for me to control myself during the full Moon because you are really driving me crazy and I can't wait to have you. Those chains on you made you look

The next morning, I had woken up to an empty bed, I had slept too much to even realize that he had left. I rushed downstairs, Rachel sat on the couch, watching Television, that was rather awkward, she hardly ever sits to watch anything and here she was so early in the morning face first to the TV. “What’s going on?” I asked, raising a brow at her. “What do you mean?” She asked back “I’m watching TV” she added almost angrily. “You never watch TV” I pointed out. “I might as well start…stocks in the company have started plummeting and my friends no longer want to hang out with me” she said, acting like a child whose friends abandoned her.

The air felt thick with tension. I wrinkled my nose, abruptly finding myself in a sour mood. What was this bothering me? It shouldn't be happening. I had intended to go out so I could meet Russo. Thankfully André provided the demanding silence. It wouldn't take us long to reach the mall. He was only ten minutes into his drive when his phone began to ring. My gaze shot at him. He answered it quickly as I witnessed a soft smile on his face. "Hello," André said in his deep voice. A pause moment passed. "What the fuck!" He yelled in exasperation.

I thought ruthless people only existed in movies but I’d come to see it for myself, I’d come to see a man who not only killed people for making mistakes but killed them because he felt like it. I rolled out of the bed as my head continued to ache me, it was like it was being pounded on and it felt like all the weight I had was now on my head and I walked into the bathroom. What was in the food that I’d eaten that was making my head ache so much? I rinsed my face as I walked back out of the bathroom before my eyes travelled to the plate of food that was on the table. Who brought food again? I shook my head, I must have been asleep for so long. I twisted the knob of the door to go out so I cou