RUIN MY 4.0
⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️
This book contains explicit sexual content, including detailed descriptions of consensual sex between adult men.
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Nikolai pins Aiden to the cadaver table, shoves his hand into his pants, and fists his throbbing cock with one ruthless stroke.
Aiden’s head slams back, a broken moan ripping free as Nikolai jacks his dick raw and fast, his thumb grinding the slick head until Aiden’s hips fuck helplessly into his grip. “Fuckkkk...”
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Aiden Cross who grew up dirt-poor clawed his way into the nation’s top medical school with nothing but his brilliance, every perfect grade is another step toward the day he’ll destroy the father who abandoned him and his family.
Then Nikolai Serrano shows up: filthy-rich, unfairly beautiful, and somehow able to match Aiden’s perfect scores without breaking a sweat. He invades Aiden’s classes, his space, his every thought, until the tension between them detonates in the dead of night.
❗Scenes include oral sex, anal sex, manual stimulation, dirty talk, praise kink, light possessive/dominant behavior, and semi-public/risky sexual situations. If these dynamics upset you, close the book now.
قراءة
Chapter: CHAPTER 113: A MIRACLELuka’s POV “Well, Ms. Ashley, it looks like your time is up.” I looked down at the woman tied to the chair. She was a mess—blood, sweat, and tears smearing her face—but I felt nothing. Viktor wiped a blade clean on a rag and glanced at me. “Who were you on the call with?” “Aiden,” I said, tucking my phone away. Viktor’s brows rose. “What did he say?” I shrugged, my voice flat. “Since she won't talk, kill her.” The moment the words left my mouth, Ashley lost it. Behind the gag, she let out a muffled, frantic scream, her body thrashing against the ropes. Her eyes were wide, streaming with tears, but I just rolled my eyes. I’d seen her play the victim too many times; this girl was unbelievably fake. “Stop moving, or this will be a lot more messy than it needs to be,” I told her, my hand moving to my holster. “Or do you want to tell us where Ivanov is?” She only sobbed louder, the sound echoing off the cold warehouse walls. It was pathetic and I didn't have the patience for it.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 112: DARKENED FEELINGS...THREE MONTHS LATER… Aiden’s POV I leaned against the kitchen island, watching Lily head down the stairs. I couldn't help the scoff I let out. “There’s no way you're going to school in that.” She rolled her eyes immediately. “Why? Mom thinks it’s cute.” I looked over at Mom, who was busy packing Lily’s breakfast for school. She just raised her hands in a surrender, refusing to get caught in the middle. I turned back to my sister. “Where’s the rest of the shirt?” “It’s cropped, Aiden. It’s what everyone wears nowadays.” “Well, you’re not wearing it,” I interrupted. Mom passed me my own breakfast, and I caught her eye with a grateful smile before turning my focus back to lecturing Lily. My phone started vibrating in my pocket, cutting me off. “Do not piss me off this morning, Lily. Go change.” She groaned loudly, her footsteps heavy as she marched back up the stairs. I pulled the phone out and answered. “Hello? Aiden speaking.” “Aiden, it’s me,” Luka’s cold voice came through th
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Chapter: CHAPTER 111: COMAAiden’s POVThe stench of death was engraved to my skin, and no amount of scrubbing would ever get it out.I stood at the sink, gripping the cold porcelain so hard my knuckles went white. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. Even after icy water rushed over them, I couldn’t feel the temperature. All I saw was the faint pink swirl of Nikolai’s blood disappearing down the drain.After rescuing Nikolai, we couldn't take him to any hospital in Moscow, worried that they secretly worked for Ivanov. So, I had to operate on him.My fingers had been inside his skull just hours ago. I’d held his brain in my hands while it pulsed weakly under the lights.I saved his life. At least… I think I did.I peeled off the surgical gloves with a snap and tossed them into the bin. My hands were red and swollen, my mind numb. I stared at them for a long moment before forcing myself to move.When I finally pushed through the doors of the safehouse operation room, Luka was there. Our expressions were pretty much
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Chapter: CHAPTER 110: EXCRUCIATING PAINNikolai's POV I didn’t need to look to know who'd entered the room.I forced my eyes open, even though they burned, to see a shadow step into the dim light, his polished shoes stopping just inches from my blood.Then he laughed cruelly.“Well, well…” he drawled. “Look at you.”I dragged in a shaky breath and tilted my head just enough to meet his gaze. “Hello… son,” Roman spat spitefully.Something in me should have reacted. I should feel anger, rage,... hate.But I was too weak to feel anything. I let out a soft breath of air in an exhale.“What do you want, old man?”For a second, I was met with silence, till I felt his fist brutally slam into my jaw.My head snapped to the side, pain exploding through my skull.He took another hit directly to my ribs and I felt blood flood my mouth.Again.Again.Again.Each blow sent shockwaves through my already battered body, but I refused to scream. My vision flickered, black creeping in at the edges, and I barely held onto my consciousness.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 109: NO BACKING OUTAiden’s POV My chest has been racing for the last three hours. Every time I thought we were getting closer to finding Nikolai, it pounds even faster. With the tracker, we made our way to a private mansion. It was completely made of black stone with long dark windows. Strangely, it made my neck prickle in discomfort. “What—“ I caught myself, dropping to a whisper. “Why'd you stop?” Luka raised one hand signaling for me to shut up. Then he pointed. I followed his finger toward the mansion and felt my stomach do something unpleasant. “There,” Luka murmured. “What’s there?” My voice came out shaky. “That's where he is?” His eyes hadn't left the building. “The tracker's pinging from inside.” Nikolai is in there. I exhaled slowly. “Okay. So what now? We just — what? Sneak in? Or walk up and knock?” Luka turned his head and looked at me with an annoyed expression. “Do you ever actually listen to what comes out of your mouth?” he muttered. “I'm being serious,” I hissed back. “I do
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Chapter: CHAPTER 108: END OF HIS STORYNikolai's POV Viktor parked the SUV in the shadows, a few blocks from Ivanov’s private house. The rest of my men were already waiting, hiding in the trees nearby. I stepped out and walked straight to them. Viktor joined me, his face as hard as mine. “Is everyone clear on the plan?” I asked quietly. They all nodded. We all understood what was at stake. Up ahead, Ivanov’s house sat behind high walls and heavy security. It looked impossible to enter, but we had one advantage — surprise. If we moved fast and stayed quiet, we could take them. “Let’s go,” I said. We moved like shadows. When the first guards appeared, my men took them down silently. My heart pounded as we slipped closer. ‘This has to work. I can’t let Roman win.’ I reached the side entrance and gave Viktor a nod. “I’m going down to the basement to find Ashley,” I told him. “You and the others clear the floors.” Viktor looked at me, a brotherly warmth in his eyes. For a second, emotions waged inside us— trus
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Craving My Best Friend's Father
️ CONTENT WARNING ️
This book is a filthy best-friend’s-dad / massive-age-gap / gay-awakening erotic romance with explicit, raw gay sex. If extreme taboo is not your cup of tea or these dynamics upset you, close the book now.
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Asher Vale has been turning heads since the day he learned to walk.
A tall black-haired blue eyed stunner with a deliciously sinful body. Yet, Asher has never cared about sex or women because for twenty-two years, he's never gotten an erection.
Until one drunken night when Asher stumbles downstairs and sees his best friend's father, Nico, fucking a man.
Asher didn't mean to watch, and he definitely hadn't meant to grab out his cock and masturbate to the sight. But he couldn't help it.
But now he can’t unsee it: and every time Nico walks into a room, Asher’s cock remembers exactly who it belongs to, leaking in his jeans every time Nico so much as breathes near him.
Finally, he's found someone he wants and it’s the one man on earth he’s not allowed to have but some hungers don’t care about rules.
قراءة
Chapter: CHAPTER 17Asher’s POV“You think he’s gonna ground me?” Luca asked, dumping the final trash bag by the front door. He wiped sweat off his forehead with the back of his arm.I forced a laugh. “Probably worse. He looked ready to ship you off to military school.”Luca groaned. “Fuck. I’m never throwing another party here. Ever.” He paused, glancing at me sideways. “You okay, though? You’ve been quiet.”My stomach twisted. “Yeah. Just a little tired.”He clapped me on the shoulder. “Don’t beat yourself up. It was my dumb idea. You’re a good friend for even showing up.”A good friend. His words felt like a punch to my gut. If he only knew.We finally finished around one-thirty. The house looked spotless again. Luca stretched with a massive yawn, his messy hair sticking up in every direction.“I’m wiped, man. I need some fucking sleep. You staying over?”I nodded, avoiding his eyes. “Yeah. I'm good on the couch.”“Sure, if that's what you want. Night, Ash.” He headed upstairs, and a minute later his
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Chapter: CHAPTER 16Asher’s POVI stood frozen near the stove, Luca right beside me. My best friend looked like he’d been slapped across the face.His usual cocky grin was gone, replaced by a wide-eyed expression he only got when he knew he’d really fucked up.Nico stood in the middle of the kitchen with a frown of disapproval, his arms crossed over his broad chest. He looked exhausted and pissed off at the same time.“I trusted you,” Nico said, his voice low. “Both of you. You know my rules, Luca. No parties, and no strangers in my house.”Luca shifted beside me, rubbing the back of his neck. “Dad, it was supposed to be a small thing, I swear—”“Small?” Nico cut him off with a scoff. “There are cigarette burns on my hardwood floors. People were dry-humping on the staircase. And you—” His sharp gaze swung to me. “You couldn’t even warn him, Asher? You’ve been in and out of this house since you were a kid. You know how I feel about this shit.”My mouth went dry. I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 15Nico’s POVI let out a tired sigh, gripping the wheel tighter than necessary.I’ve been stuck working for twelve shitty hours. Some days, all this crap makes me wish I’d just stayed in the military.My head was pounding. All I wanted was a quiet house, a cold beer, and maybe an hour in the basement gym to sweat the day out of my system.My phone buzzed with an unknown number. I almost let it go to voicemail, but in my line of work, letting it ring out wasn’t really an option.“Yeah,” I answered, my voice flat.A low, gravelly voice came through. “Rossi, I’ve got a job for you. It’s high priority, and I need it done quietly. You in?”I exhaled through my nose, keeping my eyes on the dark road ahead.I’ve been in the game for a long time. I did what I had to so I could take care of Luca, but lately it’s been leaving a bad feeling I can’t shake off.“I’ll think about it,” I said. “Send the details. I’ll get back to you by tomorrow.”“Make it fast. The pay’s double if it’s clean.”“Underst
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Chapter: CHAPTER 14Asher’s POV Elliott walked beside me, his green eyes flicking over the framed photos all over Luca's hallway. “Damn,” he said, a low whistle escaping. “This place is insane. Your friend’s dad must be some kind of big billionaire or something. How many rooms does this mansion even have?” I shrugged. “I honestly don't know. I don't think I've ever counted.“ Elliott shook his head. “My entire apartment back in LA could fit in the living room. What does Luca’s dad do? Tech mogul?” “Private security contractor,” I said, turning down the side hall toward the game room. “He's ex-military and he’s gone a lot. Strict as hell when he’s home, though. Hence why Luca only throws parties when he’s out of town.” Elliott grinned sideways at me. “So we’re basically breaking his rules right now? I like it. It makes me feel like a rebel.” He paused at the open door to the game room, his eyes lighting up at the pool table. “Okay, this is sick. You any good at pool?” “Not even a little,” I
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Chapter: CHAPTER 13Asher's POV I was trying—and failing miserably—to focus on the psychology textbook in front of me with all the cafeteria noise buzzing around. Jax rolled his eyes at me. “Dude. What the hell are you even studying for anyway? You’ve been glued to those books all day.” I scoffed dramatically, “I have a test coming up. It’s worth, like, thirty percent of my grade.” Jax snorted, shoving half a burger into his mouth. “Whatever.” Luca grinned at both of us. “Hey guys, I have an idea. I've been thinking a lot about throwing a party this weekend.” Jax’s eyes instantly lit up. “Hell yes! Finally! Your place? Tell me we’re doing it at your place.” Luca nodded. “My dad’s out of town for work. And the house is wide open. We can raid the liquor cabinet, set up the speakers in the living room, invite a bunch of people. It’s gonna be epic.” I closed my book halfway, raising a brow skeptically. “Wait… but your dad's pretty strict about that kinda stuff. The last time you had people o
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Chapter: CHAPTER 12Asher’s POVI pushed open the front door of Luca’s house with my shoulder.The living room was dim except for the massive glow of the football game on the TV.Luca and Jax were sprawled across the couch, their attention fixated on the screen as they played. Luca spotted me first. He didn’t even pause the game—just tilted his head back over the couch and raised both eyebrows.“Well, well, well,” he drawled. “Look who decided to grace us with his presence.”Jax didn’t even look away from the screen. I let the door click shut behind me and dropped my backpack by the entry table with a thud. “Yeah, yeah. I’m so sorry about lunch, guys. Something… came up.”Luca finally hit pause. The frozen players on screen looked as annoyed as he did. He twisted around fully now, one arm slung over the back of the couch. “Something came up,” he repeated slowly. “And you couldn’t be bothered to shoot us a text? One sentence, Ash. ‘Yo, I can't make it’”I rubbed the back of my neck. “I already said I’
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Winning Heaven's Heart
Heaven never dreamed of marrying into a family as rich and powerful as the Wiles family, but an arranged marriage bound her to Damien Wiles and knowing he didn’t care about her didn’t stop her from falling for him completely.
Unfortunately, all she got in return for her love and devotion was a marriage full of pain and coldness yet she selflessly sacrificed herself when Damien was shot at.
After being trapped in a coma for five years, Heaven finally wakes up but doesn’t remember anything. At her bedside stands Damien, no longer the cold, heartless husband he once was—not that she even remembers, and a little boy who calls her “Mommy.”
Knowing that Heaven doesn’t remember their loveless marriage, and the pain that once defined her life because of him, Damien will now stop at nothing to win back the woman he once destroyed—even if it means lying to her and pretending they were the perfect couple before her accident.
But memories have a way of returning, no matter how deeply they’ve been buried. And when Heaven finally regains hers, the truth of Damien’s betrayal and the agony of her past come crashing back. Faced with the lies he spun and the love he now offers, Heaven must decide whether she can forgive the man who broke her beyond repair… or if some wounds can never truly heal.
قراءة
Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX: NO TIME TO HEALDamien's POVI learned early that the things you love most are the things you're most likely to lose. I really really don't want to lose Heaven.The bedroom is quiet except for the soft patter of rain against the window and the low hum of the heater kicking on downstairs.Heaven lies on her side, facing away from me, her arms curled loosely against her chest. The bedside lamp casts a warm gold pool across her shoulder, catching the faint freckles that dust her collarbone like scattered stars.Even now, she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.I don’t deserve this view. I know that. But I can’t look away.I kick my shoes off quietly and peel out of my soaked shirt and jeans, leaving them in a heap by the dresser. I’m still clammy with sweat and whiskey, but I don’t care. I need to take care of her first.I slip into the en-suite bathroom, flick on the light just enough to see. The basin is one of those wide porcelain things the designer had put—I fill it halfway with warm water,
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE: NO PLACE LEFT TO HIDEThe rain came down in cold, relentless sheets, drumming against the brim of the man’s soaked coat as he stood half-hidden in the mouth of the alley. He pulled the burner phone from his coat pocket, thumbed the only number saved in it, and pressed it to his ear.It rang twice.“Yeah?” The voice on the other end was low, gravelly, and already impatient.The man in the shadows swallowed once, licked rainwater off his lips. “Boss. It’s me.”“Talk.”“Felix is dead.”There was a beat of silence. Then something broke on the other side of the line—glass shattering against a wall, followed by a snarled curse.“How is he dead!?” the boss demanded.“Damien found him.”The boss exhaled through his teeth furiously. “Fuck, I shouldn't have underestimated him. Do you know what this means for us?”“I know, Boss.”“You don’t know shit.” The voice dropped lower, venomous. The man in the rain shifted his weight, water sluicing off the collar of his coat. “Listen to me carefully,” the boss said. “I wa
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR: WHERE NIGHTMARES LIVEHeaven’s POVI want to go home.The thought circles my mind like a broken record, repeating so often it’s worn thin.I don’t know where here is exactly—only that it’s quiet. I’ve been stuck here for weeks.At first, I thought I was just dreaming. But... this is no dream. It's more of a nightmare.I keep reliving the same cruel scene. Over and over again.>>>>>>>>The bathroom is cold.I’m sitting in the cubicle, my feet barely touching the floor, my hands are clenched so tightly in my lap that my nails bite into my skin. I can hear both of them clearly.“Did you see how ugly and thin she looked?”“She was always such a bitch. I always knew Damien would get bored of the poor slut.”Their laughter bounces off the tiled walls carelessly, like they’re not tearing someone apart with every syllable.I tell myself not to cry. I tell myself they’re wrong. I tell myself Damien loves me.But I know that's not true.My chest hurts, and my throat burns, and I can’t stop the tears from spilling
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE: GOODBYEEden’s POVMommy’s hand feels warm today.That’s the first thing I notice when I slip my fingers into hers. It's not cold like before.I climb onto the chair, careful not to shake her bed. Dad always tells me to be careful, so I am. I swing my legs slowly and lean forward until my chin almost touches the mattress.Her chest goes up and down. Up. Down. Like she’s sleeping.“Daddy says you’re just resting,” I tell her quietly. “He says your brain needed a break. I think that sounds fair. Grown-ups never rest enough.”I squeeze her fingers gently.“If I was you, I’d sleep too.”The room smells funny. Like medicine. I’ll ask Dad if we can open the windows. Mommy would like fresh air. I lean closer, lowering my voice even though she can’t hear me.“I know you’re gonna be okay,” I say. “But,I miss you, mommy.”I brush my thumb over the back of her hand, copying the way Dad does it.“I told Dad not to be scared,” I whisper. Her face looks peaceful. “We'll wait for you to get better,” I te
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO: ALWAYS THE RIGHT HANDDamien’s POVThe old warehouse seats at the edge of the docks. We fan out immediately.Silas taps twice against his helmet.“Thermal shows movement below us,” he murmurs. “Multiple heat signatures.”Bruno cracks his knuckles softly. “How many?”“Hard to say. Twenty. Maybe more.”I adjust my grip on my weapon, my eyes scanning the dark interior.“Entry on my mark,” I say quietly.Rhea’s lips curve faintly. “Sure, boss.”I lift my fist.Then drop it.And then we move in like smoke.The moment they notice us, shouting erupts immediately.“What the—!”“CONTACT—!”Gunfire explodes across the room. Muzzle flashes strobe against concrete pillars. Men scatter in different directions, boots skidding, bodies colliding.I move through the chaos, my mind eerily clear. One man lunges at me with a knife. I sidestep, and slam my elbow into his throat.He drops without a sound.Another raises his weapon—Bruno takes him out with a single brutal punch that sends the guy sprawling like a ragdoll.“GO—
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Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE: ON THE OTHER SIDEDamien’s POVTHREE WEEKS LATEROur bedroom still smells like antiseptic.I wake in the chair beside the bed with a jolt, my spine is stiff and my neck is aching. The monitors are still humming steadily. Green lines rise and fall like they’ve done every minute for the last twenty-one days.But at least she’s still here.That thought alone makes my chest tighten because she could have died.I lean forward with my elbows on my knees. Her lashes rest against her cheeks, her lips are slightly parted, a faint bruise still shadowing her temple where the impact happened.I can't believe I almost lost her again.I reach out and take her hand. Atleast, it’s warmer now. Dr. Denver’s voice echoes in my head.Post-hypoxic coma. Hypoxic-ischemic brain injury. Her brain was deprived of oxygen.I brush my thumb over her knuckles. “You scared the hell out of me,” I murmur softly. “I know you’d probably roll your eyes if you could hear me saying that.”My lips twitch, but I can't make myself smile.“I
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