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Forty two-Drumsticks and Devils
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Ruin Me: Falling for My Best Friend’s Fiancée Forty three- You won't be wearing his ring
Killian’s POV . I finally opened the door, Luna’s bark cut through the room instantly. She darts toward me, making excited loops around my legs. At least someone’s still happy to see me. My eyes find her—Alessandra. She’s curled on her side, blanket drawn high, hair tousled like she’s been wrestling sleep. Her eyes are open, barely, pupils sluggish from the meds. She blinks at me slow and confused like she’s not sure I’m real. When I walk towards her, her eyes sharpen as much as they can,recognition flickers. She shifts slightly but not toward me......away from me It’s subtle. But I caught it. A chill slides down my spine. She doesn’t talk to me though just looking,goosebumps spread all over her Skin as I step into her space. I crouched slowly, reaching for her arm. My fingers grazed her skin barely a touch but she shuddered her Breath hitching. "I'm... I'm not speaking to you," she mumbles, voice drowsy but stubborn. The corner of my mouth lifts. Whatever they gave
Ruin Me: Falling for My Best Friend’s Fiancée Forty two-Drumsticks and Devils
Alessandra / Killian Alessandra's POV - present time. “"Hi, guys," I say with a soft smile as Stella and the girls start coming in, one after the other. They each lean in, kissing my cheek like it’s routine, then they drift deeper into the room, already chatting among themselves. "We brought you food," Vivian says, holding up the bag like a gift. The last person steps forward, and instead of a kiss, he offers his hand. I blink at it, confused. Then I look up.....Luke. If Luke is here… Is he? My eyes immediately go to the door, stupidly hopeful, stupidly tense. But it doesn’t open. Nothing. And my chest sinks. Call me crazy, but I remember him. Cleaning me, begging me to come back, like I was someone he couldn’t lose But I must’ve imagined it just my mind playing tricks while I was under. He made it clear......he sees me as nothing more than a Slut. And now he’s probably with Lia and me? I told him I was in danger, begged him, and he was… too busy. Too busy to h
Ruin Me: Falling for My Best Friend’s Fiancée Forty One-The Making of Killian Crist
Killian's POV Killian – Age 14 I hate people. I hate parties. But apparently, hating things doesn’t mean you get to avoid them.....not when you’re next in line to be the Godfather of Italy. I was supposed to “socialize” today. “Get involved more,” they said, But I don't really care about what other people think. So here I am, hiding upstairs while my kid brother floats around in a pool on a giant banana to celebrate his tenth birthday. I managed to leave before anyone noticed. I came up here to finish a sketch I started this morning. One of the few things that clears my head. I was almost done but a knock on the door interrupted me, not just any knock—her knock. I sigh, pulling the door open sure enough, my mother’s standing there arms crossed..She looks a bit pissed “What are you doing up here?” she asks, trying to sound casual. “Come on, Jeremy doesn’t want to cut his cake without you. And your father ,he wants to introduce you to some people. Plus…” She tra
Ruin Me: Falling for My Best Friend’s Fiancée Forty - Not Mine, Still Mine
Killian's POV * two weeks before Alessandra wakes up* I expect the worst from everyone and everything. Including myself. So I’m never surprised. Not when I open my eyes and all I feel is rage. Not when the red fog settles behind my eyelids before I’ve even sat up. It’s all I’ve known since I woke up. I want to rip my skin off. Tear through my own flesh if it means getting to Alessandra. It’s been a week since the accident. I woke up yesterday, and no one would tell me where she was. Instead, they showed me the video from the gallery. She was on her knees. They made her bow to some piece of shit with a gun to her head. The same idiot I let live last time. Gave him Mercy and he used it to force himself on her. The only thing that stopped me from blacking out in that moment was watching her fight back. She fought. And then they shot her. They made her cry. Made her scream. I want to cut his dick off and stuff it in his mouth. He wants a blowjob so bad—he’ll
Ruin Me: Falling for My Best Friend’s Fiancée Thirty nine - Killian's Diamond (2)
Killian Three weeks ago.... Where the fuck did Alessandra go? This isn’t the kind of event you just disappear from, not without a goddamn trace. I’m already at the front door, scanning the crowd again, but I still don’t have eyes on her. before I could check the CCTV my phone starts ringing. Alessandra. Normally, I’d ignore it—but today? Today’s not normal. I answer, and before I can get a single word out, her voice comes through the speaker—shaky, shattered. “Killian…” She’s crying. “Killian, I need your help… I’m driving toward a cliff, they hacked into my car, the brakes are gone… I’m bleeding, I—I don’t even know if I’ll stay conscious. They shot me. Killian… please…” Everything inside me halts. For a second, I can’t breathe. She’s crying. She’s begging. She’s bleeding and I’m not there. But if they know I’m coming, they’ll vanish. Regroup. Strike again. I can’t give them that chance. I was already halfway down the steps, phone tucked to my ear as I swing my
Ruin Me: Falling for My Best Friend’s Fiancée Thirty Eight -Always Choose Each Other.
Alessandra's POV. "I'm sorry. I know how this must sound, but... I met your mother a year before she got sick," the woman says, her voice steady but careful. "Through a mutual friend.....Mrs. Russo." Alex shifts beside me, arms crossed, her eyes narrowing. “She left something for both of you,” the woman continues. “I was supposed to give it to you when you turned eighteen. But I heard you weren’t together at the time… and she was very clear. You had to watch it together.” She glances between us before continuing. “Then I heard about your accident from Mrs. Russo and I figured you’d both be here. When I saw your uncle....” she gives him a small nod “I recognized a familiar face.” He nods back, slowly, but says nothing. Alex speaks first. “So why would we believe you? She could’ve just used the family lawyer.” “Peach” Uncle mutters. “What?” Alex shrugs. “I’m just being honest.” The woman doesn’t seem offended. If anything, she almost smiles as she turns her eyes back
Ruin Me: Falling for My Best Friend’s Fiancée Thirty seven - Uncle vs. Father.
Alessandra's POV. "I know it's not ideal since you’re still recovering from a bullet wound, but your dad said you’d be excited..." Jeremy rubs the back of his neck. “I didn’t think you were..... into the whole thing.” Of course. My dad... I'm officially counting the days till his hundred years old. I don’t even get to respond before a low voice cuts through the room like a blade. “Are you insane?” Jeremy flinches. I turn my head slowly—too slowly—to see Uncle Diego standing in the doorway, face like stone. “Excuse me?” Jeremy asks, straightening. “You’re excused now get out before I kill you.” Diego’s voice is calm, too calm. His gaze is fixed on Jeremy like a laser. The fun, teasing uncle I know isn’t in the room right now. “I wouldn’t advise you to speak to my son like that ever again.” The second voice makes my stomach twist. Ronan. Of course. Uncle Diego doesn’t even Flinch he turns to Ronan, He lets out a breathy laugh that sounds nothing like amusement.
Ruin Me: Falling for My Best Friend’s Fiancée Thirty Six - Three weeks
Alessandra There’s something wet on my face. Gentle, warm licks—persistent. And a nose, nudging and sniffing, soft puffs of breath against my cheek. “Girl, I don’t think you’re supposed to be doing that. The nurses will clean her,” someone says, voice muffled, far away. A growl answers. “Sheesh. Who brought this dog here anyway?” Another voice, firm. “I’d advise you to stop talking. The last nurse who mouthed off is still recovering. Super protective—doesn’t even let her father in the room.” The voices fade in and out, bouncing around in my head like echoes in a tunnel. I try to open my eyes. Nothing. Why… can’t I open them? I try again. Nothing. Panic trickles in slowly, like ink in water. I can’t feel my legs either or my arms. My chest tightens. Oh God. I fight to move something—anything. Just a finger. A toe. A blink. “She’s seizing again!” The voice is still echoing… “Bean!” That voice cuts through everything. Shaky. Broken. Familiar. I try to re
Ruin Me: Falling for My Best Friend’s Fiancée Thirty Five - Killian’s Diamond
Alessandra's POV My mind went blank. Tears stopped midstream, drying on my cheeks like they were never there. "Walk slowly," he muttered behind me. "You don't want to end up dead now, do you?" I hesitated,Just for a second. He nudged the cold barrel into my side, and I walked, slowly like my feet were Made of glass Today’s been hell. No—worse than that. A dumpster fire of bad luck and chaos. And now, this. We reached the back of the building. It had been just one man. If I timed it right, maybe I could've taken him. But when we rounded the corner properly…. Five men. And a sleek black car idling like it belonged there. He marched me to the passenger side. Without warning, he kicked the back of my knee. I crumpled. My palms hit the gravel. The skin split. The car window rolled down, but I couldn’t see who was inside. Rough hands shoved my head down. Nose scraping concrete. A voice drifted out from the car. Male. Detached. Almost... bored. "So she’s Killian’s Diamond,
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