All Chapters of Ruin Me, Blackwood: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter Thirty-One: Crossing the Line

Amelia’s POVThe morning sun crept slowly through the towering windows of Blackwood Industries, casting long golden stripes that cut across the polished floors like silent witnesses. The office was eerily quiet, save for the faint hum of the air conditioning and the soft click of my heels against marble. The usual chaos of the corporate world felt subdued today, or maybe it was just me—feeling every second slower, heavier, as if the entire building was holding its breath.Dominic was already there when I arrived. His presence filled the room like a shadow, dark and unyielding, yet somehow magnetic. I swallowed the lump forming in my throat and tried to steady my hands as I stepped inside. The scent of expensive cologne mixed with the faint aroma of leather-bound books and fresh coffee hung in the air, a reminder that I was deep inside his world now—a world I wasn’t sure I was ready to live in.He was sitting behind his massive desk, fingers steepled under his chin, eyes locked on the

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Chapter Thirty-Two: The Reckoning

Dominic’s POVThe moment Amelia’s lips met mine, something inside me shattered and reassembled all at once, a storm breaking loose in the depths I’d long thought sealed off. Her touch was electric—soft and fierce, like a crackling flame that burned away years of ice I hadn’t even realized was hardening my soul.I couldn’t breathe. The world around us blurred until there was nothing but her—the feel of her hands sliding up my chest, the quickening thrum of her heartbeat beneath my fingertips, the faint scent of jasmine mixed with the sharp tang of desire. It was intoxicating, overwhelming, and utterly terrifying.I wanted to pull back, to remind myself of the rules I’d lived by for so long: no attachments, no distractions, no mistakes. But as her mouth parted beneath mine, as her body pressed against mine with all the vulnerability and boldness I’d never seen before, the walls crumbled.I was losing control.Her eyes, wide and searching when we finally parted, held something I hadn’t e

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Chapter Thirty-Three: Crossing Lines

Amelia’s POVThe morning light slipped quietly through the curtains, painting the room in soft golds and pale blues, but I wasn’t ready to face it. Instead, I lay still, tangled in crisp white sheets that smelled faintly of Dominic. The air around me was heavy with the remnants of last night — the heat, the raw intensity, the unspoken promises and the weight of what had been set into motion.My heart hammered like a drum in my chest, threatening to burst free. I closed my eyes, trying to calm the storm inside. But the more I tried to steady myself, the louder the memories became — his lips against mine, rough yet tender; the way his hands held me like I was the only thing keeping him grounded; the shattering honesty in his voice when he admitted his fears.I swallowed hard and shifted on the bed, careful not to disturb the man curled beside me. Dominic was asleep — his face softened by rest, the usual scowl replaced by an almost peaceful expression. Watching him now, I was struck by t

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Chapter Thirty-Four: The Reckoning

Dominic’s POVThe city outside the towering glass walls of my office thrummed with its usual relentless energy — the sharp clatter of heels on pavement, the distant wail of sirens, the buzz of conversations and deals being made. Inside, however, the air was thick with a different kind of tension. The polished mahogany desk that usually felt like an extension of my own will now felt like a barrier, separating me from everything I wanted but was too afraid to take.I sat back in my leather chair, fingers steepled beneath my chin, eyes locked on the unopened file resting on the desk before me. But my mind wasn’t on the numbers or contracts it contained. No, the real storm brewing behind my steel-blue eyes was far messier — it was her. Amelia.She haunted my every thought, a relentless fire that refused to be snuffed out, no matter how hard I tried. The woman who had, in so many ways, undone the careful fortress I’d spent years constructing around myself. The sister of my best friend — on

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Chapter Thirty-Five: Unraveled Truths

Dominic’s POVThe weight of Amelia’s words lingered in the stale office air long after she left the conference room. I closed the door behind her, my hand lingering on the cold handle as if it could anchor me to reality. She wasn’t just some fleeting distraction. She was a force, a storm that had uprooted everything I thought I controlled — and maybe, deep down, that scared me more than I was willing to admit.I paced back to my desk, restless and raw. The city outside was shifting into night, the glass towers around me glowing like stars in a dark sky. But inside, my world was darker than ever.I sat down heavily, the leather creaking beneath me, and stared at the blank screen of my laptop. Work had become meaningless. The cold deals, the ruthless negotiations — all of it felt like noise compared to the chaotic symphony Amelia had stirred in me.I thought about the way she looked last night — vulnerable yet defiant, the fire in her eyes barely contained beneath the surface. It wasn’t

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Chapter Thirty-Six: Shadows in the Past

Dominic’s POVThe city below was a sprawling maze of lights and motion, a restless beast that never truly slept. But up here, in the sanctuary of my penthouse office, silence pressed against the glass like a physical force — heavy, suffocating. The neon glow painted long shadows on the walls, mirroring the ones gnawing at the edges of my mind. It was late, too late for someone like me to still be awake, yet sleep felt like a distant luxury I no longer deserved.I stared out over the cityscape, glass of whiskey in hand, swirling the amber liquid as though it could wash away the growing storm inside me. Amelia’s message had replayed itself in my head all evening — “I’m here if you need me.” Such simple words, but they carried a weight that unsettled me more than I cared to admit.I didn’t want to need anyone. Not after all the betrayals. Not after the years spent building walls so thick no one could ever get close again. But with Amelia, the walls were crumbling, brick by painful brick,

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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Breaking Point

Amelia’s POVThe first light of dawn crept cautiously through the slats of the blinds, casting long, thin lines across the floorboards and creeping silently over the rumpled sheets. But sleep had abandoned me hours ago, leaving behind a restless ache that pulsed beneath my ribs. My eyes fluttered open only to be greeted by the soft, oppressive silence of the penthouse. Dominic was already awake — I could feel his absence like a weight in the room, an invisible presence that made the air thick.I lay there, the cold edge of the mattress pressing against my skin, heart pounding erratically as my mind spiraled through the events of the night before. His expression — the tension in his jaw, the flicker of pain in his stormy eyes when that man arrived — haunted me in a way I couldn’t shake. It was like glimpsing the cracks in a perfectly crafted façade, fragile and terrifying.I pushed the covers away and swung my legs over the side of the bed. My bare feet touched the cold floor, and I pa

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Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Weight He Carries

Dominic’s POVThe sunlight poured through the wide windows of my penthouse like an unwelcome intruder, too bright, too warm — a sharp contrast to the cold that had settled in my chest. I’d barely slept. The whiskey I’d downed hours ago hadn’t dulled the storm in my head or the ache in my gut. If anything, it amplified it.I stood in front of the glass, staring out at the city skyline. From up here, everything looked small. Insignificant. The people below, their lives, their worries — none of it mattered in the grand scheme of things. And yet somehow, one small woman asleep in my bed had managed to unravel the walls I’d spent years constructing.I clenched my fists at my sides. Every instinct in me screamed to shut her out, to push her away before I dragged her any deeper into this world. A world built on control, secrets, and power. One I’d barely survived myself.But then her voice cut through the thick silence behind me, soft but unwavering. “Dominic… talk to me.”I didn’t turn. Co

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Chapter Thirty-Nine: Fractures

Amelia’s POVI couldn’t sleep.Even after Dominic finally drifted off, his breathing evening out beside me, my body refused to settle. Every time I closed my eyes, his words replayed in my head like a cruel echo. Marcus Keller. Control. Leverage. Danger.I rolled onto my side, staring at the ceiling, feeling like the walls of his penthouse were closing in around me. The city skyline glittered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, a thousand lights twinkling like distant stars, but it all felt cold. Distant. Because what Dominic had confessed wasn’t something you could easily tuck away or rationalize.This wasn’t office gossip or company drama. This was darker. Deeper. Life-altering.And I’d meant it when I told him I wasn’t afraid — but maybe I should’ve been.The weight of it pressed against my chest, tight and suffocating. I’d known Dominic was ruthless. Cold. That his world was built on power plays and sharp edges. But hearing it out loud, seeing the raw vulnerability in his eyes…

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Chapter Forty: Nightfall

Dominic’s POVI wasn’t a man who believed in peace.Not anymore.There was a time, long before boardrooms and blood-stained contracts, before Marcus Keller’s threats and my father’s cold, unforgiving hands, when life was simple. When it was just summer nights at the Carter house, Ethan daring me to climb trees too high, Amelia chasing after us with grass-stained knees and that bright, fearless laugh.Back when I thought the world was something I could control. Before I learned it was the other way around.I watched her now, standing barefoot in my living room, framed by the city lights. She looked so fucking breakable, her hair spilling down her back, the curve of her bare shoulder catching the glow from the windows. But there was a steel in her too. A stubbornness that matched mine.And it terrified me.Because I’d made a mistake letting her in. I knew it. But the second I’d touched her, tasted her, felt her fall apart in my arms, it was already too late.I didn’t know how to let go

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