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HIS 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 beneath the skin, something was rotting."Poison," I muttered to the empty room.That fucking shrink was poisoning me.He was softening the edges. Making me hesitate. Making me think before I reacted. In my world, the second you stop to think, someone else pulls the trigger.I was reaching for my jacket when the heavy oak door swung open without a knock.Jasper.He took one look at me—my jaw locked tight, the lethal stillness in my posture—and let out a long, exhausted sigh."Where the hell are you going?" he asked, leaning casually against the doorframe."To clear my head," I replied, my voice a flat, dead calm. "Before this therapist you hired turns my brain to mush."Jasper crossed his arms,
HIS TO RUIN Raging Emotions
IRIS.I didn't go to Derrick immediately.Halfway to the door of my suite, I stopped dead in my tracks.The wine-colored dress clung to my body like a second skin, a dark, silk confession of a night I couldn't remember. Derrick was observant to a terrifying degree. He noticed when I changed my perfume. He noticed when I trimmed my hair a fraction of an inch. There was absolutely no way he would miss this dress.And he would know it wasn't mine.He had spent a small fortune curating my wardrobe since I arrived. Exclusive pieces flown in from Paris, Milan, New York. I never asked for them. I hated them."I don't give two flying fucks about what I put on my body," I muttered to the empty room, violently kicking off the sleek black heels. "But because he likes to play dress-up with his girlfriend, I have to play the part."It was usually easier to let him have that control. Clothes were harmless. But this dress felt like a loaded gun.I stripped it off, shoving it deep into the back of th
HIS TO RUIN Just Me
AIDEN.The moment the heavy door clicked shut, I stayed.I leaned my back against the polished mahogany, the cool wood pressing through the fabric of my tuxedo. My fingers remained curled loosely, as if they hadn’t quite decided whether to rip the door back open or walk away for good. I drew in a slow, jagged breath and forced it out through my teeth.This is unlike you.The thought was a sharp, unwelcome needle in my brain.I wasn’t a man of restraint. I was a man of results. "Nice" was a word for people with weak spines and shallow pockets. I didn't give two flying fucks about comfort, and I I gave even less about dignity. Yet, there I had been—measured, composed, almost… gentlemanly.I closed my eyes, and Victor’s voice echoed in the hollows of my mind.“You don’t need to respond to every primal impulse, Aiden.”“Anger is a tool. Lust is a distraction. Don’t let them become your identity.”“Practice restraint in low-risk situations.”Low-risk. My jaw tightened.Iris had been uncons
HIS TO RUIN Swirling Thoughts
IRIS.“Insomnia would have been kinder than this.”The thought dragged itself through the sludge in my skull before my eyes even opened. My head throbbed with a steady, merciless rhythm—heavy, wet pulses that felt less like a headache and more like a punishment. Each beat was intentional. Cruel.I inhaled tentatively, testing the air, testing my own limits. My tongue felt thick and coated in ash. My throat was a desert, parched and stinging.I forced my eyes open.The ceiling was wrong. It wasn't the minimalist white of my apartment. This was an ornate, high-gloss expanse trimmed with delicate gold crown molding that framed a chandelier hanging like a cluster of frozen rain. Pale, ash-colored curtains filtered the morning light, slicing the room into strips of blinding brightness and cold shadow.I didn't move. I didn't even breathe for a second.Where the fuck am I?The sheets beneath me were too smooth, silkier and cooler than my own. They carried the scent of expensive detergent, s
HIS TO RUIN Fire and Ice
IRIS.For a split second, I assumed it was one of the club’s meathead bouncers. Or worse—Roger, playing the dutiful lapdog.My pulse spiked, a sharp spike of irritation slicing clean through the heavy, herbal haze of the absinthe. No one touched me without permission. I ripped my arm back and spun on my heel, a scathing reprimand already hot on my tongue.I froze.The man holding my wrist didn’t look like security. He looked like the man who owned the security.He stood just inches away, close enough that the ambient heat of his body cut through the chilled, conditioned air of the club. He was tall—imposing without the vulgarity of bulk. His presence didn't beg for attention; it swallowed it whole.The low, pulsing crimson light of Le Rouge Élixir slid across him in slow, admiring strokes. He wore a black tuxedo that looked tailored directly onto his bones. Sharp shoulders, immaculate lines, the dark jacket contouring a lean, coiled build. The satin lapels caught the strobe lights eve
HIS TO RUIN The Man In Black
IRIS.Who would have thought that the pursuit of truth came with sleeplessness stitched into its very lining?I hadn’t slept properly in days. Not the kind of sleep that restores, at least. Mine was shallow and brittle, a thin film of unconsciousness that shattered at the slightest thought. Every time I closed my eyes, my brain resumed its quiet, frantic arithmetic—names, timelines, phone records, headlines—arranging and rearranging them as though sheer persistence could force them into a confession.The dining table had transformed into a war room. Newspapers lay open in uneven, jagged stacks, their edges curling under the weight of my obsession. Glossy journals, crime reports, corporate filings—anything that whispered of offshore accounts or unregistered donations. I read them all. I annotated margins until the ink bled through the paper like a bruise.Anna used to say that patterns only reveal themselves to those patient enough to sit still.I was sitting. I was patient. And yet, e
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