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I had spent my life fighting to survive. By day, I was a struggling writer barely keeping it together. By night, I sold myself to pay off debts I never asked for. I had sworn I’d never let a man own me… until Damien Cross. He was ruthless, icy, and used to getting whatever—or whoever—he wanted. But I wasn’t like the others. I resisted him, challenged him, and yet, I couldn’t deny the fire he ignited in me. When he offered me a fortune to become his exclusive companion, I knew I was playing with fire—but the temptation was impossible to resist. Desire turned into obsession, possession became dangerous, and secrets threatened to destroy everything. I was caught between loyalty, survival, and a hunger that refused to be ignored. And Damien… he wanted it all. I shouldn’t have wanted him. I shouldn’t have let him see me. But I couldn’t stop myself. [NOTE: COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES AHEAD!]
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HIS TO RUIN Fallen For You
IRIS.My apartment felt like a tomb. After the sterile, high-octane tension of Aiden’s penthouse, the silence here was heavy enough to bruise. I sat on my velvet sofa, staring at the dust motes dancing in the moonlight, my skin still crawling from the way Aiden had looked at me when he threw me out. Like I was a virus he’d finally cured.I was free. So why did I feel like I was waiting for the floor to drop?A sharp, rhythmic knocking hammered against the door. My heart did a frantic somersault against my ribs. I peered through the peephole, and the air left my lungs.Derrick.I pulled the door open, and before I could even draw a breath to speak, he was in my space. He smelled of expensive sandalwood and something metallic. His trademark “Golden Boy” grin was gone, replaced by a look of frantic, calculated devotion. Before I could move, his hands were on my face, and he pressed his lips to mine.It wasn’t a kiss; it was a claim.“Have you been crying?” he murmured against my skin, hi
Last Updated : 2026-02-28HIS TO RUIN Settling scores
AIDEN.The Vegas Strip didn’t bleed neon; it bled desperation. From the silence of my penthouse, I stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass, watching the city pulse like a restless, glowing beast.My mahogany desk was a mess of empty espresso cups, glowing laptop screens, and Anna’s crime-scene photos. I hadn’t slept since Friday. I stared at the glossy eight-by-ten of her lifeless body until my vision blurred. The cops were calling it a robbery gone wrong. Bullshit. The bruising on her wrists, the clinical precision of the puncture wound — it wasn’t a junkie looking for a quick score. It was a surgical strike. Someone had crossed a line, and I could feel the invisible thread of the puzzle cutting into my fingers.I sank into my leather chair, the deep groan of the material the only sound in the cavernous room. I clipped the end of a cigar, struck a match, and let the sharp, peppery smoke bite the back of my throat.My mind dragged me back to the safehouse. To Gordon.He was my eyes in the
Last Updated : 2026-02-28HIS TO RUIN White Lie
AIDEN.The question didn’t just hang in the air; it rotted.I paced the length of my private lounge, the heels of my handmade Italian loafers clicking like a countdown against the white marble. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Iris’s face — not the terrified, trembling girl I’d expected to break by now, but a banshee fueled by a brand of righteous fury I didn’t recognize.I didn’t kill women.It was the one clean line in my very dirty life.My thumb traced the jagged scar along my jaw, a tactile reminder of the night that line was drawn in blood. I was eight years old, hiding behind a kitchen island that smelled like Pine-Sol and copper. I’d watched my father — a man the world thought was a pillar of the community — turn my mother’s face into a raw map of bruises. I remembered the wet, sickening thud of his ring against her cheek. I remembered her silence.I swore then, with the clarity only a traumatized child possesses, that I would never be him. I would be a monster, yes. I would
Last Updated : 2026-02-28HIS TO RUIN Captive
IRIS.Three days.Seventy-two hours of silence, room service, and the maddening scent of expensive cedarwood candles. The luxury wasn’t a comfort; it was a psychological chokehold.I was going out of my mind.To keep from screaming, I focused on the one thing they hadn’t stripped away: my brain.I had swiped a leather-bound notebook and a heavy Montblanc pen from the study during my brief, supervised walk to the library yesterday. Now, sitting cross-legged on the floor away from the door, I treated it like a war map.I wasn’t writing a diary. I was building a dossier.Guard rotation: Shifts change every six hours. 6 AM, 12 PM, 6 PM, 12 AM.Staff: Three maids, one butler. None make eye contact. All terrified.Aiden: Volatile. Narcissistic. Calculates everything.My hand cramped as I scribbled, pouring my frustration onto the paper. It was dangerous — if he found this, I was dead — but the risk made me feel alive. It made me feel like me, not just the prisoner in the penthouse.The lock
Last Updated : 2026-02-28HIS TO RUIN Little Play Thing
IRIS.Consciousness didn’t return with a bang. It dragged itself back into my mind like a wounded animal, heavy and sluggish.My eyelids felt like they’d been fused shut with lead. When I finally forced them to crack, a violent, sterile white light scorched my retinas. I flinched, the motion sendin
Last Updated : 2026-04-05HIS TO RUIN The Thrill
AIDEN.I slid the heavy platinum watch over my wrist, the clasp snapping shut with a sharp, metallic click. The weight of it was grounding. Cold. Familiar.I stared at the man in the floor-to-ceiling mirror. He looked exactly the same—sharp black shirt, tailored slacks, eyes like dead coal—but bene
Last Updated : 2026-04-03HIS TO RUIN BOOK 2: Sin City
IRIS.The woman that stared back at me was one I could not recognize. Her eyes were sunken and covered in dark circles, her cheekbones were defined—not from makeup or beauty standards but from grief. Her hair was a dirty brown shade, ruffled and disheveled, her clothes had no colour, vibrancy, or l
Last Updated : 2026-04-01HIS TO RUIN A New Start
SELENE.I had woken up already tired.The room had still been dim, morning barely touching the curtains, when my phone lit up beside me. I remember blinking at it, annoyed, then reaching over without thinking.I had seen the number before I understood it.I had stared at the screen for a long time.
Last Updated : 2026-03-31
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