Page 1 of Ruthless God

I’m forced to marry the girl I hate… but my feelings will never change.

Our marriage was arranged when we were children.

Over the years, I fell in love with Lyrical Haynes and worshipped the ground she walked on.

Until one fatal night changed both our lives forever.

I learned she killed my sister.

Now I’m out for blood.

I’ll become the villain she’ll wish she’d never met.

I will dedicate my life to ruining hers.

No matter what, I will never forgive her.

And she’s in for a world of pain from the moment I slide my ring on her finger… to her last, dying breath.

Run, Blue. Pray, I don’t catch you.—Snow

Snow

Rap music blasts through the speakers as I lean against the fireplace with a glass of scotch in my hand. My friends and I are hosting a party at our mansion.

I hate parties.

The music is too loud.

People talk entirely too much, and I’m miserable as hell.

I smooth out the bloodred tie around my neck, flatten out my tailor-made suit, then I sip on Jack Daniel’s, ignoring the burning sensation in my throat.

I spot a dude receiving head in the corner of my kitchen and two women making out on the suede couch. These types of parties turn into a big-ass orgy.

I polish off the last bit of my drink, then I set the crystal glass on the mantelpiece above the fireplace.

My best friend, Keanu, pats me on the back with one hand, a bottle in the other.

After he sips his beer, he sets it on the mantel next to mine, then he combs his fingers through his dyed bright red hair.“When are the strippers arriving? I’m ready to get my dick sucked.”

He gives out too much information, but he has always been the type to overshare. We’ve been friends since middle school and he’s going to work with me as the CFO of the American Billionaire Club after graduation. There are going to be four of us who will run the club.

I shake my head as my mouth twitches. “I have no idea.”

Moments later, a dozen women wearing close to nothing stroll inside, smiling and giggling. I eye Keanu, and he smirks like the Cheshire cat. “That’s what I’m talking about.”

He strides to a woman wearing blue lingerie, and he whispers in her ear.

When my eyes hover at the front entrance, I spot Lyrical and Bailey at the archway.

What are they doing here?

I told them not to show up, because the men here are dangerous. I don’t want any of these bastards to try to bone them, especially Lyrical.

They are always getting themselves into bullshit and I’m the one bailing them out. Last year, they got into trouble at North Haven University for streaking, sprinting around campus while high on weed.

I had to write a fat check to the dean so he wouldn’t expel them from college.

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