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My Alpha, My Ruin CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
Chapter Twenty-SevenThe rest of the week passed in a beautiful blur, and it was safe to say it had been the best week of my entire life.Every morning, I woke up wrapped in Gabriel's arms, his breath warm against my neck, sunlight streaming through the balcony doors. We'd make love slowly, lazily, taking our time to explore each other like we had all the time in the world. Then we'd order room service—elaborate breakfasts we'd feed each other between kisses and laughter. The afternoons were spent on the beach or by the pool, his hand always finding mine, his eyes always tracking my movements like I was the only thing worth watching.The evenings were my favorite. Sometimes we'd dress up and go to fancy restaurants where he'd order wine I couldn't pronounce and tell me stories about his childhood, about his parents, about dreams he'd never shared with anyone else. Other times we'd stay in, ordering simple food and eating it on the balcony while watching the sunset paint the sky in imp
My Alpha, My Ruin CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
My heart could not stop doing these tiny jumps, over and over again, as Gabriel led me down a private pathway from the resort. I had no idea if it was anticipation, or the way his thumb was tracing absent circles on my hand… That was sending pleasant shivers down my spine.Perhaps it was the mixture of both."Where exactly are we going?" I asked, trying to peer around him.He glanced back and gave me a mysterious smile. "You'll see. Just be patient.”The moment we stepped onto the sand, my breath caught in my throat, and I stopped walking entirely.The entire eastern beach stretched before us, transformed into something from a dream. Torches flickered in a wide, protective circle, casting dancing golden light over pristine white sand. A large woven mat had been spread in the center, piled high with plush cushions in deep jewel tones.Low stools surrounded it, and they were filled with so much feast: whole chilled lobsters arranged on beds of ice, colorful tropical salads, artfully p
My Alpha, My Ruin CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
Gabriel’s hand was warm at the small of my back as we stepped into the resort’s open-air restaurant. The breakfast terrace overlooked the endless turquoise ocean, white linen tables scattered under a canopy of palm fronds. Waves whispered against the shore below, and the air smelled of fresh coffee, ripe mango, and salt.It was paradise.The investors were already seated at a prime table by the railing: three men in lightweight linen suits, tanned and relaxed, with the easy confidence of people who owned private jets. They stood when we approached, smiles wide.“Gabriel!” The oldest one; silver-haired and sharp-eyed, greeted him, shaking his hand firmly. “And this must be the brilliant assistant we’ve heard so much about.”"Gentlemen," he said smoothly, "my sincere apologies for the delay. Allow me to properly introduce Amara Blackthorn—my personal assistant and honestly the brains behind half the innovative ideas I'm about to pitch to you today."I smiled, shaking hands all around. “
My Alpha, My Ruin CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
I woke up alone again, but this time the empty space beside me didn't feel cold or lonely.Warm sunlight poured through the open balcony doors, carrying the scent of salt water and tropical hibiscus on the morning breeze. The sheets were tangled around my legs, my body pleasantly heavy and deliciously sore with the vivid memory of last night still imprinted on my skin: his mouth worshipping me, his strong hands gripping my hips hard enough to leave marks, the way he'd groaned my name like a desperate prayer when I'd taken him deep.I could get used to waking up like this.I stretched languidly, smiling despite myself, and that's when I noticed it.A garment bag hung carefully over the armchair by the window, expensive-looking cream fabric peeking out from the opening. Beside it, on the nightstand next to where I'd been sleeping, sat a single perfect white orchid in a small crystal vase and a folded note in Gabriel's bold, masculine handwriting.My heart did something stupid and flutte
My Alpha, My Ruin CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
|| Amara’s POV ||I woke up deliciously sore in all the right places.Every muscle in my body ached in that thoroughly well-used way that reminded me exactly how completely Gabriel had taken me against that wall. My thighs trembled when I shifted even slightly, a sweet, persistent throb between my legs pulsing with the vivid memory of him buried impossibly deep inside me, claiming me over and over.Worth it. Every fucking second was worth it.I frowned when I realized that it was almost dark. How long exactly had I been asleep?Gabriel was propped on one elbow beside me, watching me with a lazy, utterly contented grin that stole my breath and made my heart stumble.Goddess, he was beautiful.Here, thousands of miles away from the suffocating weight of the pack and the stress of the office and all the impossible complications waiting back home, he looked completely different. Younger. Freer. Lighter. The perpetual tension that usually lived in his shoulders was completely gone, the har
My Alpha, My Ruin CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
I still couldn't believe I was actually here.Valoria.The island kingdom stretched out beneath the plane window like something from a fever dream or a travel magazine: impossibly turquoise water that looked like liquid sapphire, pristine white-sand beaches that sparkled in the sunlight, lush emerald hills dotted with colorful villas in shades of coral and cream and gold. No pack politics. Just Gabriel and me. Finally.We'd been in the air for what felt like forever. Private jet, naturally—Alpha privileges came with perks. I'd tried desperately to stay awake, wanting to savor every moment of this escape, but exhaustion from stress and lack of sleep finally won. My head kept nodding forward despite my best efforts until Gabriel gently, carefully pulled me against his solid shoulder, his strong arm curling around me possessively. I'd pretended to protest weakly, muttering about personal space, but I hadn't actually moved away.It felt too good. Too safe. Too right.Now we were here, bo
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