Lahat ng Kabanata ng CREATED FOR RUIN: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

RICARDO I stood there at the bottom of the stairs as I waited for Ginevra to walk down in all her glory. Her birthday suit. Fuck, that woman was so sexy I could melt at just one glance at her. It truly was hard keeping a straight face and unwavering demeanor whenever she was around. Less down twenty minutes and she appeared at the top of the stairs, flashing me her beautiful smile as she began walking down each step like a model on the runway. I had asked that she come down in her birthday suit but as stubborn as she was, she made the decision to defy me. She adorned herself in a lacy lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. She was almost naked but I'd have loved it better if she came as she was. I flashed her my own smile and my blue orbs softened but only a millisecond. "You don't do well with obeying orders." My voice was a rasp. . .so unsteady in a manner that gave away my desperation to be buried inside her. "I have a thing for defying you especially, Ricardo. I love

RICARDO "Do you know what this is?" Ginevra's eyes widened, not just because of my question, but because of what I had in my hand. The bullets that were extracted from my ribcage where she had shot me. "Do you know how long I stayed in surgery for? Seventy two fucking hours, Ginevra. When I woke up, Alex had told me that during the time when I was partially conscious, all I did was beg him not to sell you out. I begged that you were left alone even when I was dying from your bullets." A maniac, hysteria laughter bubbled out of me. "Do you know why I wanted you to be safe?" Ginevra's mouth hung open as her eyes stayed locked on the tattoo on my chest. "First, I believed you when you said that it was a mistake. I trusted that you'd never hurt me on purpose. Second, I wanted to pay the price for the sins I committed against you, for lying, for taking whatever game I thought I was playing too far. I needed to make it right." I bit my lip and a tear slipped down my cheek. "Third? I l

GINEVRA I slipped out of my room, making sure my feet delivered featherlight contact to the floor as I made my way down the spiral stairs. All those hours I spent in my room, I took my time pondering over the life Ricardo was offering. It was a promising one, a peaceful life, a life that offered the quietness and gentility I sought, but it was not for me. I was too fucked up in the head for that life. I made a decision. I was leaving and I was leaving without letting Ricardo know. "Going somewhere?" That familiar thick voice echoed and halted my movement just when I was about twisting the door knob. I spun around and was met with Ricardo's piercing gaze. Those blue irises shone so bright and my knees almost gave out on me. "I asked you a question, Ginevra, are you headed somewhere?" Somewhere; the irony. "I'm leaving." I deadpanned as I straightened my back. "Leaving where?" Ricardo asked in amusement. "I'm leaving this house, I'm leaving Tuscany, I want out of this." "No."

GINEVRA A grumble escaped me when I awoke to the harsh attack of the morning’s sunlight against my eyes. Perhaps at the feel of something wet scattering across my skin. "I can feel your boner. I swear to God, Ricardo Sanchez." Ricardo chuckled through his not so subtle groan, "as much as I'd love to, that's not the reason I'm here. Breakfast is ready, go freshen up and come put something into that grumbling stomach of yours." My eyes immediately snapped open and I jumped down from the bed, hurriedly making my way into the washroom. Yes, I loved food and after that extremely eventful night I had with Ricardo, it was only right that I was famished. After I and Ricardo had finished with the amazingly cooked breakfast, we decided to snuggle up and watch a movie. Except, I was more interested in talking than I was in watching any movie. I mean, what movie would we have watched? "What would you like to do now that you've ruled out watching a movie?" Ricardo had asked as his tongue gl

RICARDO I married her. I married the love of my life! Made her mine in every way possible. Told her how much I loved her. Listened to her as she screamed how much she loved me at the top of her lungs. We signed those papers that joined both of us together until death did us part. She was my one and I finally had her all to myself. But my joy was incomplete, my joy was filled with fear of the unknown, there was uncertainty lurking and that was because. . .They found me. I made a fucking mistake and I was sniffed out. Putting it out exactly how it played out, my father— Luigi Sanchez— held Alex in his custody and tortured him until my best friend had no other option than to give up my location. That day, when my phone had vibrated, my heart dropped when I saw the content of the message. Pictures of Ginevra holding me in her arms, pictures of her straddling me, pictures of her head thrown back in pleasure as she rode my cock. Those were the images that flooded my phone. Anot