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Everything Has a Price

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I couldn't sleep.

I lay on top of the covers staring at the ceiling while the estate settled around me, listening to the particular silence of a house full of people keeping secrets. The fog had thickened outside my window, muffling the sound of the coast, and sometime around three in the morning I gave up pretending rest was coming and sat up in the dark.

Marcus walking into that fog unhurried, that was the image I couldn’t shake off.

Not the grip on my wrist, or the footage playing on his scr
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  • Ruined by Mr Voss    Chapter 18: Shattered Trust

    The drive back to the estate felt longer than the two hours it had taken on the way. The fog clung to the coastal road like a shroud, swallowing the headlights and turning the world into a narrow tunnel of asphalt and silence. Harrison’s hands stayed tight on the wheel, knuckles pale. I stared straight ahead, the investigator’s words echoing in my skull on repeat: paid for with a card registered to a Diana Moreau-Voss. I gripped my knees so hard my nails bit through.My mother. I remembered her hands on my face the day I arrived, telling me this is my home. Those same hands had signed for the rental vehicle that moved the server holding every piece of leverage against us. Against me. The betrayal sat like acid in my chest, burning hotter with every mile.We pulled through the iron gates just before dawn. The mansion loomed dark and quiet, only a few security lights cutting through the gloom. Harrison killed the engine. Neither of us moved for a moment.Then I reached for the door hand

  • Ruined by Mr Voss    Chapter 17: The Server

    I barely lasted twenty minutes in my room before unlocking both locks and walking out.The estate was quiet and dark, the kind of deep midnight quiet that made every footstep feel too loud. I moved through the corridor toward Harrison’s study, the overheard words still sitting in my chest.If Vreeth relocated the server before the investigator could trace the credentials, everything we hold against Marcus would disappear. And whoever Damien was talking to in that corridor knew it was happening tonight specifically, which meant the information came from inside this operation, and Damien was closer to Vreeth’s network than he had admitted.I knocked on the study door twice. It opened in seconds.Harrison stood in the doorway in dark trousers and a white shirt with the sleeves rolled to the elbows, and loosened buttons, his phone in one hand, jaw tight. He had clearly not slept, his eyes read my face in one sweep.“What happened?” he said.“I need to tell you something.”He stepped back

  • Ruined by Mr Voss    Everything Has a Price

    I couldn't sleep.I lay on top of the covers staring at the ceiling while the estate settled around me, listening to the particular silence of a house full of people keeping secrets. The fog had thickened outside my window, muffling the sound of the coast, and sometime around three in the morning I gave up pretending rest was coming and sat up in the dark.Marcus walking into that fog unhurried, that was the image I couldn’t shake off.Not the grip on my wrist, or the footage playing on his screen. Just that slow, unbothered walk away from Harrison Voss. A man most people didn’t walk away from at all, and the absolute absence of fear in it.He knew something we didn’t.I was still sitting with that when Harrison’s study light came on down the hall at six. I heard the low murmur of his voice through the walls, one call, then another, then a third that lasted forty minutes. By the time a pale morning light crept under my curtains, he had been on the phone for almost two hours.I dressed

  • Ruined by Mr Voss    Midnight Blackmail

    Marcus had been texting all evening.I’d been ignoring every message, deleting them one by one, telling myself he would stop. Then the last one came through and my stomach dropped.Meet me at the south gate now. You have 10 minutes, or the footage goes live by morning.I stared at it for a moment, yanked on a pair of black leggings and a big baggy hoodie, and slipped out before I could talk myself out of it.The estate stretched silent past midnight, marble halls cold and endless under dim wall sconces. Every creak of the floorboards felt like a gunshot in the quiet. I moved carefully, avoiding the corridor outside Harrison’s study, staying close to the east wall where the security cameras had the widest blind spots.Outside, the coastal wind whipped my auburn hair across my face. The south gate loomed at the edge of the property, iron bars gleaming under a thin slice of moonlight. I walked through the fog and stopped firmly inside the perimeter, fingers gripping the cold metal.Marcu

  • Ruined by Mr Voss    Chapter 14: Damien’s Game

    I stepped back and let him in.Damien closed the door behind him and handed me the document without preamble. A corporate structure breakdown, Delvane Holdings mapped across three shell companies, directorships, and subsidiary accounts. At the bottom, a name that had been redacted in Harrison’s version of the file, was unredacted here.“Your father doesn’t have this,” I said.“No.”“How did you get it?”He dropped into the chair by the window, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. None of the casual sprawl from earlier, something more focused underneath it now. “I’ve been building a file on Vreeth for three months,” he said. “Not to help my father, but to have leverage over him.” He said it without remorse. “But when I saw the full scope, the planted login, the inside contact, the escalation, I understood this wasn’t just a corporate hit anymore.”“What is it then?”“Vreeth wants to burn everything.” His grey eyes held mine steadily. “The company, the family name, and anyone

  • Ruined by Mr Voss    Chapter 13: The price of secrets

    The name Delvane Holdings followed me through the rest of the afternoon like a shadow I couldn’t shake.I searched it between photo edits, corporate registry, news archives, and anything publicly linked. What came back was almost nothing. A shell company registered in the Cayman Islands. One director listed, no website, no press. The kind of company built specifically to not be found. Which meant whoever built it knew exactly what they were doing.I closed the laptop and stared out the study window at the grey coastal morning, turning it over in my head. Six weeks before the wedding. Ghost login, Delvane Holdings, the initials D, Marcus sending clips from day one of the honeymoon. Too many moving parts for one bitter ex.Dinner that night had too much underneath the quiet. Diana was in an expansive mood, talking about redecorating the east wing, asking Harrison about upcoming travel, filling every silence before it could breathe. She was good at that, covering gaps with sound the way

  • Ruined by Mr Voss    Chapter4: The sin we can’t undo

    My heart stopped. Harrison, my stepfather, was still buried deep inside me. His cock was twitching with the last pulses of his release as warm water cascaded over our joined bodies, and the applause from downstairs swelled like thunder in my ears. My mother’s voice, bright and proud, echoed through

  • Ruined by Mr Voss    Ruined by my new daddy

    “Fuck me please” I said between gasps.His fingers were still buried deep inside me, curling relentlessly against that spot that made my vision blur, His storm-gray eyes locked onto mine, daring me to say it out loud.I was trembling on the edge, my hand still wrapped around his thick, pulsing cock

  • Ruined by Mr Voss    Reckless surrender

    My heart slammed against my ribs, I should speak, back out or even explain that I was the bride’s daughter, that I was lost, broken, and…, but Mark’s cruel words echoed in my head.This stranger looked at me like he already wanted to devour me, and for the first time since I walked into that nightm

  • Ruined by Mr Voss    The night I met my Ruin

    My heels clicked softly against the hallway floor as I balanced the cake box in one hand and a chilled bottle of champagne in the other. Tonight was supposed to be perfect, it was my three-year anniversary with Mark. I had spent the entire afternoon at the salon, gotten my nails done in the deep cri

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