All Chapters of Ruined by Desire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Vera stared at the frothy head of her pint, wishing she was literally anywhere else. It was an unwritten family rule that every first Saturday of the month meant joining her father at his local spot for a darts tournament, a boisterous affair filled with loud, familiar old men who treated the game like a televised sporting event. But after everything that had happened in the past few years, the most she could do was let her dad know that she was there for him.She felt someone watching her and scanned the lively pub discreetly to see who it was. Her eyes landed on an unfamiliar face tucked into a corner booth. His tall and athletic build was striking, even while seated. His electric blue eyes and intense gaze made Vera suddenly feel hot in her simple tank top, despite the cooling industrial fans whirling overhead.Something in her liquefied at his stare, and she held tightly onto her pint glass, pressing her thighs together beneath the high-top table.She watched his handsome face

Vera was still reeling from Elias’s final, possessive statement when he closed the distance between them. Elias was not done with her? What does he mean by only the one that has been thoroughly ruined? Vera did not think he would fuck her in this tiny pub restroom stall, but honestly, she was up for anything he had to offer. Totally anything.“Turn around for me and bend over,” Elias demanded.Vera climbed down the water tank and strode to the sink to do as he instructed. The anticipation of what he would do sent a faint blush up her cheek. She was so hot and ready for this man.Her cunt was open and on display, letting him see her liquid wetness running down her inner thighs. He brushed her swollen clit gently, teasingly, and Vera shuddered from the small touch.I need you. I need your cock inside me.She heard his zipper coming off, and he slapped her breasts. Both of them jiggled slightly at the force, and a faint hue of pink coated them.“You would take whatever I give to you.

Vera could only stare, a raw mix of fury and intense arousal swirling within her. Elias hadn't changed a bit from Saturday night—still devastatingly handsome. Except this time, he wore a pair of sophisticated, monochromatic glasses and an expensive, open-collared orange shirt.He looked too appealing, and her mind immediately generated a series of intensely inappropriate scenarios. She forcefully shoved those thoughts aside, allowing red-hot anger to seize control as she watched him. Was this some kind of a depraved, elaborate joke?She saw a genuine glint of shock in his eyes as he shifted in his seat, repositioning the glasses on the bridge of his nose."What the hell is this?" she couldn't contain her fury. "Is that my file? Did you know about me before now?""Calm d..." he tried to say, but she was not having it."Do not tell me to fucking calm down. How could a man who commanded me just two days ago be my therapist? How exactly are you supposed to 'help' me?" she raged, the word