All Chapters of Ruin Me Mr CEO: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

"Not here," I whispered, the words ragged. "Come with me."I straightened, lifting her completely off the counter and holding her securely in my arms. Her arms locked around my neck, her body already accustomed to molding itself to mine.I didn't wait for an answer. I couldn't.I turned and walked out of the bright, stark kitchen and into the muted lighting of the living area, heading toward the private, dark sanctuary of my bedroom.The black silk dress was a beautiful obstacle, bunched high around her hips. I looked down at it, then at her face. Her eyes were closed, her lips swollen and damp, a soft flush high on her cheekbones.Without taking my eyes off hers, I reached for the hem of the silk. My hands were rough, less patient now. I pulled the material up, gliding it over the delicate curve of her waist, her chest, until I reached her shoulders.I paused, holding the delicate fabric taut, then slipped the dress completely off, pulling it over her head and tossing it carelessly o

I woke to the soft, unfamiliar sounds of a high-end apartment waking up the faint whir of the city, the distant hum of an air conditioning unit, and the gentle sigh of Zayden shifting beside me.The first thing I registered was the warmth. Zayden was no longer rigid or sweating; he was sound asleep, nestled deep into the pillows, his arm thrown possessively across my waist.I turned my head slightly, studying him in the clear, filtered morning light. His face, usually a fortress of controlled ambition, was softened in sleep. The dark shadows of his jaw were slightly obscured, and he looked younger, less burdened, and utterly beautiful.I felt a fierce, protective tenderness bloom in my chest, a feeling utterly new and far more complex than the heady desire from last night. The memory of the cold sweat and the haunted look in his eyes lingered, reminding me that the man beside me was built on a foundation of unspoken battles.I carefully slipped out from under his arm and reached for m

RielleI walked into the office a little after noon, still feeling the aftershocks of last night. My body felt warm, too aware, too alive. I tried to hide it, to act normal, but my mind replayed every moment.Zayden’s arms,his breath against my neck,the way he said stay.I wasn’t ready to see him.But fate clearly didn’t care, because the moment I reached my desk, someone stopped in front of me.“Rielle? You look… glowing,” Lucas said with an easy smile. He was somehow always at the office recently.Lucas has been trying to cling to me for a while, I couldn’t understand if he was usually that nice. He was…Tall, handsome, and dangerously friendly.He leaned closer, his tone playful.“You doing anything for lunch?”I opened my mouth to respond but the temperature of the room dropped.Not literally and definitely Not physically.But the entire floor seemed to shift when Zayden walked out of his office, hands in his pockets, expression unreadable, eyes..locked on Lucas.Then on me.The

When Zayden finally pulled away from the slow, devastating kiss, I was certain my knees couldn’t hold me up. My hands were still tangled in his hair, his forehead still resting lightly against mine as our breaths mingled.For a long, quiet second, we just stared at each other.Him looking at me like I was something breathtaking.Me struggling to remember how to exist outside his arms.Then Zayden stepped back, chest rising with a deep inhale, his eyes sweeping over my face like he was re-anchoring himself.He reached for my hand..His fingers slid between mine with a purpose that made my heart slam against my ribs.“Let’s go,” he said softly, squeezing my hand.I blinked. “Go where?”A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth the kind he only let me see.“Out of this room before I kiss you again and lock the door.”My cheeks heated. “Zayden—”He gave my hand another squeeze.“Come.”I followed.We stepped out of the glass conference room, the door clicking open.And the office…

Rielle’s PoVZayden didn’t just end the meeting early..he dismissed the entire floor. Something he had never done before.“Everyone go home. The rest of the day is cancelled.”People stared and Whispered.But he didn’t care. I mean it’s Zayden!He only turned to me, his hand automatically finding the small of my back as he guided me toward the elevator.He was serious about lunch.When we stepped into the car and the doors closed behind us, I exhaled.“I should go home and change—” I began.“That won’t be necessary,” he said, already turning the wheel and taking a sharp left.It wasn’t until I saw the towering glass building come into view that I understood.The mall. Not just any mall.The kind with private elevators, velvet ropes, and stores without price tags.“Zayden…” I breathed.He parked in a reserved space, already stepping out and coming to open my door like a gentleman straight out of a fantasy.He extended his hand.“Come.”Inside, the air smelled like luxury..soft music, p