
{"id":27911,"date":"2026-02-05T14:34:44","date_gmt":"2026-02-05T14:34:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-ruthless-tycoons-obsession-novel-chapter-117\/"},"modified":"2026-02-05T14:34:44","modified_gmt":"2026-02-05T14:34:44","slug":"the-ruthless-tycoons-obsession-novel-chapter-117","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-ruthless-tycoons-obsession-novel-chapter-117\/","title":{"rendered":"The Ruthless Tycoon&#8217;s Obsession Novel Chapter 117"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Hope Is Not Optional \u2014 Manuel Flores 117<\/h1>\n<p>12:12 Sat, Jan 24 G\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 117\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 117\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damien\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>70%\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The moment I paused, the others stopped as well, caught off gud by the sudden shift. The air seemed to tighten around us, and before anyone could fully process it, Jason let out a long gh and dragged a hand down his face as if he had already accepted the inevitable.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAh,\u201d he said, shaking his head, \u201cyou\u2019ve finally done it, Remi. Youve dug your grave early. How many times have I told you not to tease the alpha? Now he\u2019s angry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Yara, on the other hand, looked far too amused. That familiar lay smile curved her lips as she turned toward Remi, her eyes glinting with delight.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt was truly nice knowing you, Remi,\u201d she said lightly, as if speaking about the weather. Then she glanced at me. \u201cIf you don\u2019t mind, Alpha, I\u2019ll be the one to kill him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She smoothly pulled a dagger from her belt, twirling it between her fingers. \u201cI\u2019ve always wondered what it feels like to kill a doctor,\u201d she added thoughtfully, \u201cespecially one as talented and noying as him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Remi stared at both of them with a flat, unimpressed expression not even flinching at the blade. \u201cYou two really aren\u2019t that smart, are you?\u201d he said lazily.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jason frowned, clearly offended. \u201cWhat did you just-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI mean your EQ,\u201d Remi cut in smoothly, waving a hand. \u201cYour Q is lacking. Because if either of you had any sense, you\u2019d realize the alpha isn\u2019t angry about what I said.\u201d He tilted his head slightly, studying me with curiosity. \u201cIn fact, something interesting just happened.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He turned fully toward me then, one eyebrow lifting.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo,\u201d he asked calmly, \u201cwhat was that, Damien? What just caught your interest when nothing ever does?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>My attention had already drifted past them, my eyes scanning the street ahead, taking in every shadow, movement, and every part of the city. At first, I thought it was nothing, but then my gaze caught on something, and I stopped again, my eyes narrowing instinctively.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Down the alley to the right, partially concealed by the narrow walls and dim light, was a young man standing with his back to us, his movements unhurried as he struck two men again and again. There was nothing frantic or sloppy about his actions. He moved as if he had all the time in the world, as if this was nothing more than a mild distraction. Each punch landed cleanly, and even from this distance, I could sense contre in every motion. If I looked closely enough, I could almost make out the hint of a smirk on his face.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I stood there, silent, my head tilting slightly as I observed him.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Remi noticed my stillness and followed my line of sight.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHuh?\u201d he murmured. \u201cWhat is it? You\u2019re making me really curius.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When he finally saw the scene in the alley, he paused, and then iled.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh,\u201d he said softly, eyes lighting up. \u201cOh, shit. What\u2019s going on here?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Naturally, the others turned to look as well. The moment they say it, surprise crossed their faces.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kalus was the first to react, a wide grin spreading across his face his attention locked onto the night like a child watching an entertaining spectacle.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>O\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>12:13 Sat, Jan 24 G\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 117\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWoah,\u201d he said, clearly impressed. \u201cWho is that man? He\u2019s talented.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jason frowned. \u201cTalented? How can you tell? He just looks like a hug beating people up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kaius shook his head immediately, his grin never fading.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u0f66 3 70%\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo,\u201d he said firmly, cracking his knuckles absentmindedly \u201cThat\u2019s not it. As someone who loves using my fists, I know a good technique when I see it.\u201d His eyes gleamed with excitement as he watched the fight unfold. \u201cHe\u2019s not throwing his punches randomly. Every strike is calculated, and controlled. He knows the human body, exactly where it hurts, and he\u2019s landing every hit perfectly.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kaius let out a low chuckle, clearly entertained. \u201cThat man isn\u2019t just some thug,\u201d he concluded. \u201cHe\u2019s strong. And I love strong people. I want that man.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>My eyes flashed possessively at Kaius\u2019s words, a sharp, instinctive reaction that stirred before I could fully suppress it. The thought of him saying those words didn\u2019t sit right with me. Kaius, however, didn\u2019t notice the shift in my gaze. He was still focused on the alley, excitement written plainly across his face as he turned to me.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAlpha, if I may be so bold, can I bring that person with us?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Jason immediately shook his head, already anticipating my response. \u201cYou know you can\u2019t. The alpha wouldn\u2019t\u2014\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou may.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The words left my mouth calmly, cutting Jason off mid-sentence Everyone froze at my words. Jason stared at me as if he had misheard. Kaius blinked, clearly confused, as though he hadn\u2019t even considered the possibility that I would agree. The only one who didn\u2019t react was Remi, who had gone silent, his sharp eyes studying my expression with focus.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>R-really?\u201d Kaius asked, still unsure, as if he needed to hear it again to believe it.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes,\u201d I replied calmly, my eyes never leaving the figure in the alley.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYara,\u201d I said without turning.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She immediately bowed her head. \u201cYes, Alpha.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGo ahead of us with your warriors.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The order made little sense to the others, confusion flickering across their faces, but Yara\u2019s smile sharpened, as if she understood something the rest of them didn\u2019t. She nodded once respectfully.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, Alpha. We\u2019ll be waiting for you at the Crimson Warrior Rite\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She turned, signaling to her women, and without hesitation they followed her, disappearing down the street with swift movements. When they were gone, I finally shifted my attention\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhen you bring him here,\u201d I said, \u201cno matter what happens, do not let him know our identities.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Kaius frowned, clearly not fully understanding my intentions, but he didn\u2019t question me. \u201cYes, Alpha,\u201d he replied, before heading toward the alley without another word.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Remi lingered beside me, his expression thoughtful.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat are you up to, Damien?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I finally looked at him, my crimson eyes cold. \u201cHave you ever caught a prey, Remi?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He hesitated, then shook his head slowly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>12:13 Sat, Jan 24 GD\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 117\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u0f66 \u0f62\u0f71\u0f72, 70%\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhen you catch a prey,\u201d I continued, my voice low, \u201cand that prey refuses to stay still in the trap you laid for it, you don\u2019t rush.\u201d I paused, watching the alley from the corner of my eye. \u201cYou play with it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Remi swallowed. \u201cPlay\u2026 with it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes,\u201d I replied, finally turning my head just enough for him to see the curve of my lips, an expression devoid of warmth. \u201cYou play until the prey realizes that no matter how fast it runs, o matter how clever it thinks it is, escape was never an option. You play until it understands that this was never its game to begin with.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>My gaze drifted back to the alley, and my smile deepened by a fraction. \u201cSince she wants to play cat and mouse,\u201d I murmured, more to myself than anyone else, \u201cI\u2019ll make sure the game is entertaining, and that she learns the rules and the consequences of getting caught again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>3\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u7530\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>AD\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Comment\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Send gift\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>No Ads\u00a0<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hope Is Not Optional \u2014 Manuel Flores 117 12:12 Sat, Jan 24 G\u00a0 Chapter 117\u00a0 Chapter 117\u00a0 Damien\u00a0 70%\u00a0 The [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[82],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27911","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-ruthless-tycoons-obsession-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27911","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27911"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27911\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27911"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27911"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27911"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}