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His Father
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2026-05-25 17:42:39
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Ruined By His Father Bitter betrayal
After we were done, my legs were still throbbing, weak from riding him so desperately in the car. Raymond drove me home in heavy, satisfied silence, one hand resting possessively on my thigh the entire way. When he pulled up in front of my apartment building, he leaned over and kissed me deeply one last time.“Text me,” he murmured against my lips before I stepped out.I nodded, still flushed, and watched his taillights disappear down the street before turning toward my door. The moment I pushed it open, a strong hand clamped a handkerchief over my nose and mouth from behind. The sharp, chemical scent burned my lungs. I struggled wildly, clawing at the arm around my waist, kicking back, but my vision blurred fast. My body grew heavy. Then everything went black.When I woke up, my head was pounding. Rough ropes bit into my wrists and ankles, tying me tightly to a wooden chair in a dimly lit, damp room. I yanked against the bindings, panic surging through me as the memories rushed bac
Ruined By His Father Little Bunny's Date
I looked at myself in the mirror, smoothing down the soft pink short dress. After last night’s chaos, I didn’t have the strength to squeeze into anything tight. This flowy dress felt light and safe. I think I’m good.My phone rang. It was Raymond. I picked it up immediately.“Good morning, little bunny,” his deep voice rumbled through the speaker. “Are you ready?” A small giggle escaped my lips before I could stop it. “Yes, I’m done.”He chuckled, low and warm. “Alright then. I’m outside waiting for you.”“Okay, I’ll be out soon.” I ended the call, grabbed my purse, and headed for the door, my heart already racing. Raymond leaned against his sleek black car, casually playing with his keys. He looked different today, polished.A crisp white top hugged his broad chest and shoulders, tucked into black trousers that accentuated his powerful build. No unbuttoned shirt teasing his tattoo this time, just clean, expensive confidence.His gaze lifted and locked onto me. A small smile curved hi
Ruined By His Father Consequences
Raymond's POV The moment I stepped into the house, the heavy oak door slamming shut behind me, the weight of the night’s events settled deep in my bones.I walked straight to the living room and dropped onto the large leather couch, my body still buzzing with residual rage.The image of Nia on that cold marble floor, humiliated, assaulted, broken, kept flashing through my mind like a relentless nightmare. Those bastards had dared to touch what was mine.I snapped my fingers sharply. A maid appeared almost instantly, rushing toward me with a silver tray. On it was a lit cigarette and a glass of my favorite aged whiskey.She kept her eyes down, knowing better than to speak. I took both items from her without a word, placing the gun I had used earlier on the center table in front of me with a heavy thud.I crossed my legs, leaning back against the couch as I brought the cigarette to my lips and took a long, slow drag. The smoke curled upward, filling the air around me.I was still angry
Ruined By His Father Dangerous Desire
Raymond carried me toward his black SUV with effortless strength, as if I weighed nothing. The cool night air brushed against my exposed skin, but his coat wrapped around me like a protective shield, carrying his warm, masculine scent.He opened the passenger door and placed me carefully inside, his hands lingering on my waist for a second longer than necessary. His touch was gentle, almost reverent, a stark contrast to the violence he had unleashed back at the charity event.He entered the driver’s side, and the moment the doors closed, the tension in the car became suffocating. Judging from his face, he looked really upset. His jaw was clenched tight, knuckles white on the steering wheel as he pulled out of the venue.“Damn it, Nia,” he said after slamming on the brakes and driving off into the night. “I told you not to wear that costume. What were you thinking?”His voice was low and rough, laced with barely contained anger. I could feel the heat of his frustration filling the s
Ruined By His Father Claimed By His Father
Raymond stepped in, pure, unfiltered anger burning in his eyes. The entire ballroom seemed to freeze as his tall, commanding figure filled the doorway. Behind him, a dozen armed men in dark suits moved with military precision, quickly spreading out to surround the room.Guns were drawn and pointed at the crowd. The atmosphere shifted instantly from cruel mockery to suffocating terror.“Everyone on your knees. Now!” Raymond’s voice thundered through the space like a gunshot.People scrambled desperately, dropping to the floor in a chaotic wave. Elegant gowns pooled around trembling women. Men in expensive suits fell to their knees, hands raised, faces pale with fear.The laughter that had tormented me only moments ago died completely, replaced by whimpers and frantic breathing.Raymond’s gaze swept the room like a predator. His eyes darkened dangerously as they landed on the men still pawing at me on the floor. Without hesitation, he pulled out his gun and fired twice.Bang. Bang.Tw
Ruined By His Father Public Humiliation
The video showed the day I wanted to give myself to him on his birthday. My own voice filled the silent ballroom through the phone’s speakers. Sultry, eager, and painfully naive.“Hey baby… I’ve been waiting for you. Look what I’m wearing… just for you.” On the large screen someone had projected it onto. I watched myself in the luxurious hotel suite, turning slowly in the red lace lingerie, running my hands seductively over my body, biting my lip as I looked into the camera.“Tonight, I’m all yours. No more waiting. Come claim what’s always belonged to you.”I had completely forgotten that I sent him that video. Laughter erupted across the room like thunder. It was loud, cruel, and merciless.Some people whistled, some clapped. A few openly pointed at me. Others covered their mouths while whispering to one another.Everywhere I looked, I saw judgment. No one cared how I felt. No one cared that I was crying. To them, I wasn't a person. I was gossip, a source of entertainment for the e
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