Ruin Me: Falling for My Best Friend’s Fiancée
"Take off your ring." His command settled deep in my bones. I shouldn’t be doing this. And yet… I slid the ring off my finger.
He stood on the other side of the room, his face hidden in shadows, but I felt him—his presence wrapping around me like a dark temptation.
"Take off your clothes." I obeyed, my fingers hesitating at the waistband of my underwear.
"I didn’t tell you to touch that."
So I stood there—shoes on, pants still clinging to my hips—while my engagement party continued just down the hall. His gaze burned through me, drinking me in.
"God, Butterfly."
His voice was a tortured whisper, and I ached to comfort him.
"Crawl to me."
The words settled over me like silk and steel. Slowly, on all fours, I obeyed…
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Alessandra has always been the family push over even when her father forces her into a marriage. She plays the role of the perfect fiancée—obedient, loyal, untouchable.
Until she meets him.
Jeremy’s best friend. A man just as powerful, just as dangerous—but with eyes that see right through her. A man who tempts her to break every rule, risk every consequence.
They hate each other on sight. But hate is just another kind of heat, and the fire between them threatens to burn everything to the ground.
Loving him could cost her everything. Resisting him might destroy her.
Either way, she’s already ruined.
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Trigger warning : Dark Romance, obsession, Forbidden Romance, Male lead is a bit mentally checked out...
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Chapter: Seventy Four -Alessandra's POV Well…..happy engagement to me. I haven’t understood a single word anyone’s said to me since this whole thing started. Everyone’s been speaking in rapid Italian, Russian and maybe even something else I couldn’t place. I’m pretty sure a bald man called me a goat. That’s my translation, anyway. But considering how Lia kept smiling like everything was perfectly normal,he definitely didn't. I know it's weird that I don't know the language by now but I always felt like learning would mean I was going to be stuck here in this life and I really didn't want that besides......So .It was probably a good thing I didn’t understand half the conversations tonight....I didn't care enough to want to know. I don’t even want to talk about the 'How Well Do You Know Your Fiancé? game' I got zero. Compared to the Barbie trio....who I overheard were part of Jeremy’s orgy group—they scored a perfect ten. I should’ve been embarrassed but honestly, I’m kind of proud of them. I
Last Updated: 2025-06-18
Chapter: Seventy three -Alessandra's POV I tried to pull away from Killian, but he held me tighter. I shifted, wiggled, pushed against his chest, but he didn’t budge. “You guys are.....” Bree’s voice cut through the air again quiet and stunned. “And your fiancé is in the hall..…” “Damn ” Luke added, not helping. I wanted to disappear. Killian still hadn’t let go. I dropped my gaze, ashamed but he caught my chin with his thumb and forefinger, gently lifting my face to meet his. His touch was firm, his eyes locked on mine. Like the world behind us didn’t exist they didn't matter. Then he did the last thing I expected. He kissed me. It wasn’t slow or careful. It wasn’t the kind of kiss that asked for permission. It just happened like a storm passing through. I didn’t even have time to think. My fingers curled around the fabric of his shirt, holding on like it was the only thing keeping me upright and I kissed him back . I lose all logical thoughts around him... like kissing him here ... anyone can se
Last Updated: 2025-06-17
Chapter: Seventy two- Things not said.Alessandra's POV “Rex was arrested,” I whispered into the phone. “How close were they this time?” I asked “Too close for comfort,” the voice on the other end replied. People like to say I’m dangerous, but they have no idea. When I started making Nexus, it wasn’t for power or fame. It was a way out. I knew if I perfected it, I could sell it. And if I sold it, I would have enough money so Alex and I could disappear. We could run away, change our namesand vanish from our father’s reach. But money wasn’t enough. I needed protection too. That’s when I started selling to the Yakuza . They weren’t as big, but they were loyal. They didn’t know what I looked like. I made sure of that. All our communication went through an untraceable email, and I sent their shipments using masked couriers. I never expected Nexus to outsell cocaine. But it did. Everything changed when I moved the lab to somewhere bigger . During the transfer, the prototype for Omniscient went missing. Then I found out t
Last Updated: 2025-06-16
Chapter: Seventy One -
The World's Most WantedAlessandra’s POV This weekend was probably the best I’ve had in a long time. Mostly because it didn’t go by without Killian fucking my brains out. The kitchen. The living room. My greenhouse. His study. My bedroom. The tub. Every corner. Every time I thought we’d had enough, he’d look at me like I was his next breath and then take me all over again. Even a few minutes ago, before we left for Ronan’s place... And now here I am, about to see Ronan and Lia with Killian’s cum leaking out of me. My phone has been ringing non-stop, buzzing on every surface I leave it on. But none of it matters. Not right now. We’re headed to Ronan’s estate first. From there, we’ll go straight to the chateau for my engagement. Which, if I had to guess, is already crawling with guests.....people I barely know but who are all watching me, waiting for one crack. One slip-up. Even the Albanians were invited. A few Russians too, because of Lia’s heritage. Her father used to be the consigliere to
Last Updated: 2025-06-15
Chapter: seventy - His story Alessandra's POV “So what happened…...how did you get here?” I was still naked, lying on Killian’s chest. I could hear his heartbeat—it was steadier than mine. He was still stroking my hair, slowly and absentmindedly, I couldn’t see his face I wasn’t sure I wanted to when he told me what he’d been through. He sucked in a breath deep and calm. “After they beat me, I woke up on a plane. I could barely breathe, so I’m guessing they drugged me. One of them had some personal vendetta against Ronan. He stabbed me and said I was going to die anyway. ‘Sooner the better,’ he told me. I made a mental note to kill him. Promised him I’d be the last face he ever saw.” There wasn’t a crack in his voice, no shake. Just steady words, like facts. Most people broke when they talked about trauma. Their voices became tight. Their breath skipped but not Killian he just talked, like he was reading a report he wrote himself. “When we got to New York, no one said anything. But I could tell they were w
Last Updated: 2025-06-14
Chapter: sixty-nine Alessandra's POV I woke to the sound of rattling. My eyes blinked open slowly, adjusting to the soft morning light as I turned toward the noise. Sam was placing a tray on the table. Her eyes caught mine, and for a second, neither of us said a word. "Good morning, miss," she said, her voice polite but distant. Shame curled low in my belly, not because of what we did—I dont regret that—but because I’m engaged and Sam knows that. Sam wouldn’t tell. I knew that. There had to be a reason she worked for Killian. "The boss said you'd need breakfast in bed," she said, her face unreadable as always. I nodded, pushing myself up on one elbow. "Thank you," I said quietly. "But... where is he?" I tried to sound casual I already knew he wouldn’t have stayed beside me all night but then again to be honest I’ve never even seen him sleep. "Downstairs. In the kitchen." My eyes widened. "He’s home?" Sam nodded once. That was all it took. I nearly fell out of bed in my rush to s
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
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