Married to my ex's cold older brother
"Don't let go of the puck in-between your thighs. I want it to trap every drop of your wetness." Damon whispered into my ears, casually holding my hand as if we were having a normal conversation as a couple.
I shouldn't feel this way, not in front of all this people focused on the hockey players in the rink. But as his lips moved against my bare neck, I could no longer hold back. I swallowed a ragged breath like an idiot, and allowed my pussy release juice that began to drip onto the puck.
How do I start this?
Sweetheart, this book is a dark romance. Not the faded kind, but the bottomless-pit-black kind. It contains explicit sex, spider play, bondage, intense bullying and the creative use of a puck. If you get triggered by any of these, I love you so much and I'd love for you to protect your peace.
But if you're still here, then let's dive into the world of Ruby Michaelson and the two brothers who can either be her undoing or her salvation.
One horrific night took something from each of them and shredded them to pieces. But not everything is what it seems, and sometimes the truth might actually be tongue-deep inside of us.
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Chapter: Who are you?Ruby“So what were you doing on the side of this lonely road?” The man asked, his eyes focused on the road.“I…”“Scott kicked you out of his car, didn't he? Sorry about that.”I stared at him in disbelief. “How… how did you know?”“Well I happen to watch the whole drama from the side of the road while I was taking a puff. Grandma hates it when we smoke, which is why even though she spoils Scott rotten, she respects Damon more than the rest of us. I mean, he's the only one in the family who doesn't touch cigarettes."I nodded absentmindedly, my mind wandering again. What if his grandma throws me out too? Or worse, what if she finds out I'm Joan, what happens then?“Why did he kick you out of his car anyway?" Carlos asked, glancing over. "Weren't you supposed to be his plus one?”“Uhm…”He let out a huge grin. “Hey, you don't have to tell me. Scott can be impossible most times. Damon spoils him, and who pays for that neglect in guardian duties? Innocent people like you and me,”Carlos
Last Updated: 2026-09-22
Chapter: A lonely road, a loaded gun.Ruby Michaelson “I don't do little girls”The words kept resounding in my mind. To him they were probably harmless words to calm me down, but to me, that was an insult.I wasn't a little girl anymore, especially not after everything I had been through.“I'm not a little girl,” I muttered under my breath.If he heard it, he didn't show it. “What were you doing in the kitchen this late?”“I was thirsty and there was no water in the fridge or anywhere.”He quietly stared at me for a moment before wrapping his warm fingers around my wrist. Guilding me toward a corner of the kitchen I hadn't noticed, he opened a white gigantic door to reveal a walk-in fridge stocked to the brim with bottled water and every beverage one could possibly think of. I had only stepped into the kitchen once before, to call Scott. Of course they had a walk-in fridge. Why wouldn't they?No wonder Scott looked confused for a moment when I asked for his water, the jerk!He let go of my hand, stepped inside, grabbed
Last Updated: 2026-09-13
Chapter: Who the hell said water is odorless?Ruby I remained in my room until midnight, too embarrassed to step outside. When I first got the message, I had rushed to the hospital, changed into fresh clothes, and waited for Vera outside. I had believed I was going to play wife to an old man, and at that time, that was my only worry. So even when the car turned into the very estate that haunts my nightmares, I took a deep breath and tried to convince myself that it belonged to a new owner. Why was fate so cruel? Haven't I suffered enough? Tears welled in my eyes. Of all places in the world, why did I have to end up back here?The tears began to fall in torrents, and I let them fall. After tonight, I won't be crying anymore, I won't let Scott make my life miserable. I sobbed silently until my throat was completely parched. I suddenly felt exhausted, dehydrated and numb but I didn't want to go outside.My throat burned, I needed water.After sometime, I reminded myself that i wasn't stranded in a desert, so I finally gathered
Last Updated: 2026-08-17
Chapter: TrappedDamon Marshall I stood inside my room, staring at the torn scrap of burgundy colored scarf clutched in my palm. My grandmother owned the biggest fabric company in the world so I knew from the way it felt, that it was a rare and exquisite high-grade silk. The kind of textile that the elites would gladly kill to have. But it wasn't the material that held my mind hostage, it was the memory of its owner.No one had ever possessed the audacity to be impatient with me or look me in the eye and threaten to kill me.I chuckled softly as I recalled the way she stomped her feet like a bratty little kid. It had been a long time since anything genuinely made me smile, but Miss Scarf was something else. Who the hell was she ? From the way she looked and how she didn't bother about ripping such an expensive scarf just to escape my presence, she must come from wealth. Although I had personally met almost all the spoiled brats in the city, and loathed their shallow and vain personalities, this woman
Last Updated: 2026-07-10
Chapter: Mr. Buttons and Miss ScarfAs I got to the front of the courthouse, my heart seized. There, standing near the entrance were faces I had never wanted to see in broad daylight again.Linda and her clique of plastic friends were posing for pictures, chatting cheerfully. Linda had been my closest friend back in our school days, but she completely disassociated herself with me after that night, and later became the bane of my very existence. She embarrassed, degraded, and insulted me every chance she got, rubbing her father's ill-gotten wealth on my face. Now she had managed to trap the heir of Star Production House, and in the messy haze of my current life, I had completely forgotten that their overly publicized court wedding was taking place this morning.I would rather roll over on mud, than let her see me. If Linda caught even a glimpse of me here, she would make it her life mission to find out exactly what I was doing here. And if she discovers I was here to marry an old man, she'd label me a gold digger and
Last Updated: 2026-07-10
Chapter: A mother's sacrificeI should have screamed for help or fought harder to get out of the room, but my stupid body remained still, unwilling to move.For some unexplainable reason, A part of me truly wanted to see Scott again. After six long years, he had never truly left my mind. Not even when he left the city without a word to me.A muscular figure stepped out of the shadows and began to walk towards me with calculated steps. Before I could blink, I was pushed back to the door and immediately trapped.The lights suddenly became brighter, bringing his face into view. He was still as handsome as I had remembered, just more matured and obviously stronger.“Sco…Scott?” I choked out, my voice cracking. “Is this really you?”Before the last word could leave my lips, he punched the wall above my head. “How dare you show your face to me?!" He roared, his eyes burning with hatred.“You…you asked for me,” I whispered, trembling with fear.He chuckled dryly, a sound that instantly made me cold. Suddenly, I felt his
Last Updated: 2026-07-10
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