Ruined by The Mafia Heir
Jordyn Windslow never expected a trip to Sicily for her sister’s wedding to put her directly in the path of one of the most feared men on the island.
Ares Russo is dark, controlled and impossible to read. The kind of man who walks into a room and changes the atmosphere without saying a word. Jordyn knows almost nothing about him, only that people seem to lower their voices when he is near, doors open without question, and no one is ever brave enough to tell him no.
What she doesn’t know is why.
Known in the underworld as “Il Mietitore”—the Reaper—Ares built a reputation on blood, fear and silence. Violence, vengeance and death are all he has ever really known.
Until Jordyn.
She is everything he has no business wanting. Beautiful, stubborn and far too innocent for the darkness surrounding him. Ares knows keeping his distance is the only way to protect her from the life he has spent trying to leave behind.
Then Jordyn becomes a target.
Protecting her should have been simple.
Falling for her was never part of the plan.
As danger closes in and long-buried secrets begin to surface, Jordyn starts to realise the man she has fallen for is hiding far more than she ever imagined. Loving Ares means stepping into a world she never knew existed, one built on loyalty, power and blood.
And once Ares decides Jordyn is his to protect, there is no line he won’t cross to keep her safe.
Ares Russo may have tried to leave the Reaper behind, but some monsters never truly disappear.
He vows, for every tear Jordyn sheds, someone will bleed.
And Sicily is about to remember exactly why they called him the Reaper.
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Chapter: EIGHTY-TWOAREŚ“I want to taste you.”The words hang there, heavy and electric, and I swear my fucking soul leaves my body for a second. She doesn’t say it like she’s trying to seduce me. No, this is something else entirely. It’s a plea, a demand, a fucking prayer all rolled into one. “Teach me, Areś.”Jesus. My name on her lips is a goddamn revelation.I’m frozen, my breath caught in my throat, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. She’s kneeling there, soaked and perfect, her small hands resting on her thighs like she’s waiting for me to give her the world. And fuck, I want to. I want to give her everything.I reach down, my fingers trembling as they thread through her wet hair. It’s soft and silken even when wet, and I cradle the back of her head. My thumb brushes the edge of her jaw, and I feel her shiver under my touch. Her skin is warm, slick wi
Last Updated: 2026-10-14
Chapter: EIGHTY-ONEAREŚIf this is all I get, if this is the closest I can ever come to having her, I’ll take it.Every exhale. Every inch. Every quiet breath she gives me. I'll take it all.The water at our feet runs red. Not hers. Not mine. The runner’s. The last of his blood, mixed with sweat and everything I couldn’t scrub away alone, washed from my skin by her hands.She sets the cloth aside, and for a moment we simply stand there as the steam thickens around us, water drumming against the tiles, our breaths mingling in the humid air. Her lashes are wet, her cheeks flushed pink from the heat, but her eyes never leave mine.I reach out, fingers grazing her wrist, then tug gently, and she steps forward without hesitation, sliding under the spray so her bare feet brush mine. The water hits her hair first, darkening each strand, curling it against her shoulders. Then it soaks her dress, once sh
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Chapter: EIGHTYAREŚAs soon as I step back into the manor, the silence feels different. It’s not cold or empty, just... still. My boots echo through the hallway, the blood already drying on them, the scent of gasoline and sweat clinging to me. I should shower. I should clean up the wound on my side that reopened on the drive back. There’s a lot I should do. But I don’t. I head straight to my room. Something draws me there, like gravity, instinct, or maybe just the need to see something that hasn’t bled out in front of me tonight.The door opens with a soft creak. And then I pause.She’s there. Jordyn.Fast asleep on my bed, curled on her side, one hand tucked under her cheek like a scene out of a dream. Resting on her chest, a perfect grey ball of fluff, is Ladro. His tiny pink paws twitch with each purring breath, and her other hand rests on his back, fingers entwined in his fur.A quiet hitch rises in my chest. She’s still wearing the purple dress from this morning, her hair slightly tousled, her f
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Chapter: SEVENTY-NINEAREŚThe warehouse reeks of a potent mix of oil, rust, and blood, a stench so thick it clings to your skin. It’s the kind of hidden reserve no one stumbles upon by chance. Nestled behind neglected shipyards and encircled by chain-link fences, it's a zone no cop would dare enter without ample reinforcement. That's precisely why I chose this location. It’s the perfect stage for a dramatic statement.Which is exactly why I brought them here. Because if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that revenge isn’t enough...you have to make it memorable.Suspended by his wrists, the Ferrara runner hangs like a broken marionette, his shirt drenched in blood, which has dried into a crusty, cracked map across his temple. He teeters on the edge of consciousness, his head drooping forward, yet he clings to life. For now.Dante stands to the side, arms folded across his chest, his jaw like granite with tension.“You’re sure he didn’t talk?” I inquire, my voice a low, unwavering murmur.Dante gives a s
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Chapter: SEVENTY-EIGHTJORDYNI should leave.He told me to go home.But my legs don’t seem interested in listening, and my heart doesn't seem to want to settle since the second he walked out of the room.The silence in his house stretches long and heavy. But it’s not cold. Or maybe it's because I'm becoming more accustomed to it.It just feels like him.Wound tight. Controlled. But full of shadows that never quite reach the surface.I drift down the hall instead of toward the front door.Just for a minute, I tell myself.I’ll find Ladro, make sure he’s okay, and then I’ll go.And sure enough, I find the little furball curled on a plush grey blanket at the end of the hall. Ladro opens his eyes and blinks once, then mews like he’s been waiting for me all day.“Hi, trouble,” I whisper, scooping him up.He purrs instantly, loud and u
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Chapter: SEVENTY-SEVENJORDYNI wait for him to stop me. Inwardly begging him to say something.One second.Two.Nothing.The disappointment comes so quickly it almost knocks the air out of me. I should have expected it. I gave him the choice, and he made it. Maybe part of me really believed that if I put everything in front of him, if I made him understand that this was the last time I was going to chase him, he would finally meet me halfway.He doesn’t.So I nod once and turn away before he can see how much it hurts and walk towards the door.Each step feels heavier than the last. By the time my fingers curl around the handle, my throat aches with everything I refuse to say. I press it down and pull the door open.It barely opens before Areś’s arm appears above my head. His palm slams flat against the door, forcing it shut before I can pull it open any further.A startled breath slips f
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Chapter: Epilogue 2Twenty minutes later, the house smelt sensational with home-cooked goodness. Cole strolls into the kitchen while his wife cooks pancakes. He wraps his arms around her from behind and kisses her pulse. “As good as this food smells, I can’t wait to eat you later,” Cole growls in her ear hungrily, making her grin. “Shh, baby, the kids are going to hear you,” Shayla whispers back, looking up at him, and he matches her grin leaning close. “They’re not even in here.” Cole chuckles, kissing her softly. Shayla wraps her arms around her husband’s neck and parts her lips when his tongue silently requests permission to meet her own. “Oh, barf. Mum and Dad are making out again.” RJ grumbles, walking into the kitchen, followed by Alaia, who grimaces as they take their seats at the dining table. Shayla and Cole laugh as they pull apart. “Now you know how we feel watching you slobber all over your little ‘friends’ you keep bringing over.” Alaia retorts, making air q
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Chapter: Epilogue 1Sixteen years later…On a beautiful Saturday morning in the month of August, Shayla Hoult rolls over in the bed she shares with her gorgeous husband Tristan Cole Hoult and smiles contently. At the tender age of forty-six, he was still every bit as handsome as he always was. She lay on her side and admired him while he slept. He still looked the same—but older with fine lines that came with maturity, which made him even sexier. The stubble of his beard had specks of grey, which she loved.“Why are you staring at me?” Cole mumbles, his eyes still closed, causing his wife to start while she was lost deep in her thoughts. Shayla smiles, her cheeks flushing ever so slightly, and reaches over to brush her fingers over his cheek. Cole smiles, peels his eyes open, and blinks, looking at his beautiful wife smiling at him lovingly.“How long have you been awake?” Shayla giggles when he wraps his strong arm around her waist and drags he
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Chapter: Chapter 279I exhale slowly, and Cole sits up and turns the night light on, blinking a couple of times till his eyes adjust to the light. “My water broke,” I tell him, and he shifts and pushes the covers off himself and gets out of bed. I watch him walk around the bed to my side, and he takes hold of my hand to help me sit up.“Are you having contractions?” He questions, brushing my hair away from my face, and I nod. “What do you need me to do?”I exhale slowly when another contraction comes. I wait for it to pass before I speak. “Call my midwife, then my mum. Tell her I’m in labour, and we’ll drop Laia to her.” I instruct him, and he kisses my forehead before he grabs my phone. While Cole was on the phone, I take off my wet clothes and change into a pair of grey comfortable tracksuit bottoms and one of Coles oversized hoodies. The pain was getting worse by the minute, and I was worried we wouldn’t make it to the hospital. “Cole, we have to go. Like right now.” I whimper, and he l
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Chapter: Chapter 278“Shay.” I lift my gaze from staring at my huge baby bump and look at my husband, who rolls over when I turn the night lamp on. “You okay?” Cole questions drowsily, and I glower at him.“Why won’t this baby come out.” I hiss angrily, and Cole groans, leaning up on his elbow and looks at me, his green eyes narrowed.“Maybe he likes it in there and isn’t ready to leave just yet.” He smiles, rubbing my bump, and the baby squirms inside me at his father’s touch. My due date was six days ago, and this stubborn child is showing no indication of arriving anytime soon.“I’ve had enough.” I whimper, agitated. “I’m uncomfortable. I haven’t slept a wink in days, and I’m swollen like a beached whale. Look at me.” I complain, gesturing to myself, and Cole lets his eyes wander over me, and he smiles. “What are you looking at?”He blinks, bemused.“You just said—”“You get this baby out of me right now.” I huff, and Cole scratches his forehead, his brows fu
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Chapter: Chapter 277Shayla pulls back and looks up at me, tears flowing from her beautiful eyes. “Did you...” She trails silently, asking me if I had something to do with her killing herself off, and I shake my head.“No, I had nothing to do with that. She obviously couldn’t handle being locked up. The warden did say girls like her are like fresh meat to a hungry lion.” I explain, brushing her tears away.“I did.” I turn and look at Sam, and Shayla frowns. “I may have visited the prison. A guard there is a friend of mine, and when he found out you were my sister, he did me a favour.” He explains with a shrug, stuffing his hands into the pocket of his jeans. “It wasn’t enough that she was locked away, I wanted her to suffer, so I had my artist friend paint a photo of you and Cole kissing on the wall opposite her cell, she’d be forced to stare at it, be reminded every second, of every day that she didn’t break you,” Sam tells her. Shayla pulls away from me and runs into her brother's arms.
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Chapter: Chapter 276“That was a great party. I’m a grown arse man, and I had a blast.” Josh chuckles, sitting back on the sofa, taking a sip from his beer. I smile and nod, looking over at my mother and Shay’s mother directing the kitchen's cleaning crew. Sam comes across with baby Trey in his arms and sits on the sofa with a tired sigh.“It really was. Shayla did a great job with organising everything.” I tell him, and Josh nods, looking over at the baby in Sam's arms.“How’s fatherhood treating you, bro?” Josh questions putting his beer bottle down and taking Trey from Sam.“Tiring man, but I wouldn’t give it up for the world,” Sam admits looking over at Trey curled up on Josh’s chest. “To think I was terrified of ever having one of those, now I can’t picture my life without him.”I smile in understanding. “Yeah, they really do change your life, especially if it's with the right woman,” I state, and both men nod in agreement.“I feel so left out. I can’t wait to hol
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Cuffed By Love
Devin King was my first—well, everything.
They say you never forget your first. Whoever said that was right because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get him out of my head or my heart. I foolishly thought my heart wouldn’t miss what it couldn’t see, but I was wrong because I never forgot, not for one moment.
You’re not supposed to kiss your best friend. You’re not supposed to give your virginities to one another, either—but we did. We were kids, teenagers, full of hormones and mixed emotions, but it felt right. He was the first boy to kiss me, the first boy to touch me and taste me in a way only a lover would.
“Say you want to be mine….” He whispered while I shook in his arms. And I did. And then he wrecked me.
After I trusted him and gave myself to him, he disappeared, left me in my , the scent of him still lingering on my skin, the taste of his kiss still fresh on my lips. He left me after the amazing night we shared after we became one another’s and disappeared without a word. Until one day ten years later he pops up like a rash as the newly appointed CEO of our firm.
Was I shocked to see him standing in the office after a decade? Yes. Did I almost faint? Hell yes. My heart may have melted a little when he smiled right at me, but he wouldn’t ever know that—because I hated him.
But here I am, the VP of an established publication firm standing in the CEO’s office handcuffed to the pompous face. Why are we handcuffed you ask? Well, that's a funny story...
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Chapter: Chapter 88Two months later. Thursday afternoon, a livid Mira storms into Devin’s office. “Devin King!” Devin frowns and looks up at her, confused and a little scared, while she stomps over to his desk. “What are you full naming me for? What have I done now?” “Did you tell your dad I was moving to Singapore with you before the baby is born?” Mira questions furiously. Devin blinks and opens his mouth to speak while Mira places her hands at her waist and glares at him, waiting for a response. “I may have mentioned it.” “Oh, you did, did you? I didn’t realise agreeing to marry you would come with the consequence of you making decisions on my behalf!” Mira snaps hotly. Devin raises a brow and stands from his desk. “Mira, for God sake, I’ve been trying to have this conversation with you for two weeks straight, but you keep evading it.” Devin grouses, walking around his desk and stepping closer to his angry fiancée. “My dad asked me what our plans are if we’re going back to Singapore in a couple
Last Updated: 2022-06-01
Chapter: Chapter 87 EpilogueTwo weeks later.Devin King and Mira Evans stood in front of their respective families, both looking as fretful and tense as each other. Each member of the family watches and waits with the curiosity of their news.“Well…” Noah Evans— Mira’s dad urges. His brown eyes were darting from his daughter to his best friend’s son standing before him.“I’m pregnant.” Mira blurts out suddenly. Devin groans low behind her when everyone in the room, save for Ayla, goes stock-still.“Why do you keep doing that?” He utters to her quietly behind his hand. Mira shrugs helplessly and turns her attention back to everyone in the room gaping at her.“Come again?” Her father questions, his dark brows fusing together. “Did I just hear you correctly? Did you just say you’re pregnant, or am I having some sort of stroke right now?”“You’re not having a stroke, Daddy; I’m pregnant,” Mira says, chewing on her bottom lip.“Who is the father?” Kate, Mira’s mother, qu
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Chapter: Chapter 86Devin disappears inside, leaving me out on the terrace. I stood there trying to picture myself living here. I just couldn’t see it. Yes, we have a company here that I could potentially work at but living in a foreign country where you don’t speak the language, you don’t know anyone. I’ll feel lost here. I mean, it’s a beautiful place, it’s clean, and the people are kind, but I know I don’t belong here. I want our baby to be born in the same country as its parents were. I want it to grow up around family. I don’t know how Devin and I will figure this out, but I truly hope we do for the sake of our baby, if nothing else.I’m lost someplace in my mind when I feel Devin come up behind me and hear him whisper in my ear. “Come with me; I have something to show you.”I follow him through the apartment toward the elevator. “Where are we going?” I ask curiously, and he smiles, lacing his fingers with mine.“You’ll see.” Devin pushes the button to the roof terrace, and I smile. He’s got that wi
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Chapter: Chapter 85“Damn baby, it’s nice to be missed by you,” Devin murmurs against my lips, and I suck on his bottom lip.“You saying you haven’t missed me?” I question, looking up at him through my lashes.Devin cups my face in his big hands and gazes into my eyes, his lips brushing mine when he speaks. “Like you wouldn’t believe.” A wicked smile. “I hope you’re not too attached to that dress.”I match his smile, sliding my hands under his T-shirt and raking my fingertips over his abs, revelling in the feel of every bump and ridge and the way his muscles spasm under my touch. “I have two more, just like it,” I affirm, dragging my index finger up the length of his erection over his light blue jeans. “Now, are you going to keep talking or are you going to take me home?” Devin makes a slow hissing sound and rocks against my finger, his cock demanding further attention.“Keep touching me like that, and I’ll fuck you in my car.” He groans, pressing a kiss to my rosy lips. I squeeze my thighs together when
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Chapter: Chapter 84 Mira“Devin?”I wander through his penthouse apartment, awe-struck. It’s stunning. Open plan living room, with gorgeous crystal chandeliers, floor to ceiling windows with an incredible view. I trail my fingers along the dark grey marble island in the kitchen as I walk through. I go up the spiral staircase to the bedroom situated on the first floor. No sign of him anywhere. With a sigh, I walk over to the window and look out at the breathtaking view of Singapore stretched out before me.“Hi.” I jump and gasp when I hear a deep voice burr in my ear. “Welcome home.” I smile and sink against him when he wraps his arms around me. By home, he means his embrace, where he claims I always belong, not the apartment itself.“Mm, it’s so good to be home.” I lament, tipping my head back when his lips descend on my neck, licking, kissing and nipping at my flesh. My clothes start to come off, one item at a time hitting the floor until I’m nake
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Chapter: Chapter 83“I beg your pardon?”“My other boyfriend. Battery Operated Boyfriend. BoB.” I explain with a giggle when his face relaxes, and he curses.“You just killed my post-orgasmic bliss with your shenanigans, Evans. If you were here, I’d take you over my knee and give you a good spanking for teasing me like that.” Devin grumbles light-heartedly and gets up out of his bed. A light goes on, and he sets me down someplace. “Wait there. I need to clean myself up.” I grin, watching him move around. His firm and muscular bum comes into view, and I sigh lustily.“I really want to bite that bum of yours, King.” Devin’s laugh echoes in the bathroom. He leans over to look at me.“I’ll bite you back, Evans,” Devin utters, and picks his phone up.“Wait, wait! Let me see that hot body; I’m going to need it for visual purposes later.” I demand, and he flips his camera to face the mirror in the bathroom and flexes his muscles for me. Oh, hello, beefcake.“Oh, by the way, how would you feel about me coming ou
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