All Chapters of The Billionaire's Daring Kitten : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Ruby’s POVI barely remembered the drive back to Ariana’s place. My mind was a mess filler with everything Rosalie had said, everything I’d seen on her laptop. My chest felt hollow and my throat felt raw, even though I hadn't cried yet.As soon as I stepped inside, Ariana walked out from the kitchen with a large spoon in her hand. “Ruby? What happened?”I shook my head, swallowing against the lump in my throat. “I just need some time alone.” She took a step forward. “Ruby, talk to me....”“Not now, Ari.” I gasped as I felt the tears coming. “Please.”Something in my face must have stopped her from pressing further. She sighed, stepping back as I walked past her. The room door clicked shut behind me, and I leaned against it for a second, squeezing my eyes shut. I needed to breathe and I needed to think, but every time I did, Dominic’s face swam in my mind. I remembered the way he’d looked at me, touched me, whispered promises into my skin, all while hiding this big secret from me.Wha

Ruby’s POVI was alive... barely.Pain pulsed behind my eyes as I forced them open. The world around me was very blurry, shapes shifting in and out of focus. My body felt heavy, my limbs sluggish, my head thick like it had been lathered with honey. I tried to sit up, but the second I moved, nausea curled around my stomach.I retched and spat on the ground. A groan slipped past my lips as I fell back down. Then I inhaled slowly, willing my senses to return.The air smelled like old cigarettes and male sweat.... or was that my body? There was no way to tell. The couch under me was lumpy and the fabric rough against the bare skin of my thighs. I pushed myself upright, blinking hard. That’s when I really saw where I was.The living room I was in was nothing short of disgusting. The single lamp in the corner barely brightened the room. The couches were peeling, their stuffing poking out in jagged clumps. Cigarette butts and ash filled a glass tray on the coffee table. The ceiling was water

Ruby’s POV I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Ambrose? Here? What the hell was he doing here? Gabriel strolled inside and tossed some paper bags onto the table. The greasy scent of fried chicken filled the air. He dusted off his hands and turned to me with a grin. “If you’re hungry, dig in.” He said. "There's enough to go round, courtesy of Ambrose." I ignored him. My eyes were still locked on Ambrose. He stood near the door with his hands in his pockets, watching Gabriel calmly as he laid the food on the table, like this was just another casual meeting, like he hadn’t just walked into the room and shocked me to my wits. He looked so at home here. I knew this wasn't his first time of visiting Gabriel in the trailer. I narrowed my eyes at him. “What are you doing here?” Ambrose caught my stare and smiled wider. “Relax, Ruby. I’m only here to get one thing from you. You don’t have to worry about me hurting you unless you do something very stupid.” His voice was smooth and cal

Ruby's POVThe moment the hot knife touched my thigh, a scream escaped my throat. My back arched against the chair and every muscle seized with agony. The ropes cut deeper into my wrists as I thrashed, trying to jerk away, but there was nowhere to go. The plastic chair rattled against the floor, scraping loudly.Ambrose didn’t even flinch. He kept on pressing the blade against my skin as the scent of burning flesh filled the air. His face was blank, detached. Like he was watching a fire burn instead of causing the pain himself.“Where is the key, Ruby?” His voice was patient.I sobbed through clenched teeth, my body jerking violently. “Go to hell!”He sighed. “Wrong answer again.”The knife stayed on my skin for another second before he finally pulled it away. My thigh pulsed, the searing pain digging into my bones. Sweat dripped down my temples. I was panting unevenly.Then with every bit of fury left in me, I spat in his face.Ambrose went still. A bead of my spit dripped from his c

Ruby’s POVThe man claiming to be my brother walked closer. I stayed still as I warily watched him approach me. I didn't know how to feel.Ariana leaned toward Lilac, but her whisper was loud enough for all of us to hear. “Oh my God, Jonas really wasn’t lying. Look at them. They’re the spitting image of each other.”I didn’t react. I just watched him.Damien turned to Ariana. “You can call me Damien,” he said. “Jonas is my middle name. I had to tell you it was my first name to hide my true identity. I didn’t want anyone outside of Ruby and Dominic knowing I was in the U.S.”Ariana frowned. “Why so secretive?”Damien frowned and looked away. “Apparently, my father still has enemies here. If they knew I existed, they’d kill me.”Ariana blinked. “Kill you?”He nodded. “Because they'd think I am a beneficiary of the DanCliffe estate.”Silence settled over the room. Then Damien turned back to Ariana and smiled. “But I have to thank you.”She tilted her head. “For what?”“For leading me to