All Chapters of Theirs To Possess And Ruin: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Vivienne’s POVI stared at myself in the huge bathroom mirror, trying to focus, trying to see past the wild-haired, flushed-cheeked woman looking back at me like she was a stranger wearing my face.My eyes were normal now, just dark brown, tired, a little bloodshot from crying and screaming and coming apart at the seams. There was no gold, crimson or feral glow. Just me. Just Vivienne. Just a woman who’d begged four Alphas to fuck her senseless and still didn’t have a single answer for why.I had gone to my room and locked the door, both on the men and the twins because I couldn’t face them yet. Couldn’t face the knowing looks, the soft concern, the barely-leashed hunger still simmering in their eyes. Couldn’t face the twins’ worried questions or Maya’s gentle hand on my arm or Mara’s quiet any more discomfort" that made my chest ache in ways I wasn’t ready to name.I’m not mad at them.I’m just mortified about what happened to me.The twins had said Ivy was trying to wake up but why

Vivienne’s POVHe rolled his hips again slowly, grinding his cock against my mound until I gasped, until my free hand shot to his shoulder, nails digging in deep enough to draw fresh blood through his torn shirt.“Deal?” he asked again, voice low and dark and dripping with promise, the word vibrating against my ear.I stared at the blood on his neck, bright red, trickling slow and obscene down the column of his throat, then up at the hunger blazing in his eyes, then down at the way his body trembled with restraint, every muscle locked tight, hips twitching like he was seconds from snapping and fucking me against the wall whether I said yes or no.I leaned in slowly, lips brushing the shell of his ear, breath hot and teasing.“Go fuck yourself, horny bastard,” I breathed, voice soft and venomous.Then I dragged the dagger down slowly, but shallowly, opening a thin red line from his collarbone to his pec, watching the blood well up in a perfect, glistening trail that ran over the hard r

Vivienne’s POVImmediately Dante dropped me and my feet touched the ground, all I felt was heat, scorching, suffocating, clawing up from my core like wildfire that refused to be put out. My knees wobbled for half a second, thighs slick and trembling, nipples so hard they ached against the ruined clothes I wore.Kane and Asher immediately surrounded me, two walls of muscle and rage and barely-leashed hunger while Ryker and Dante moved to the massive leather couch across the room, sitting like kings settling in to watch their favorite entertainment.“Ready for us, Red?” Asher asked with that psychopathic grin that always made me shiver, half terror, half thrill, his eyes blazing crimson, fangs glinting as he stepped closer, crowding me until my back hit Kane’s chest.Kane’s hands were already on me rough, and possessive, sliding up my sides, he unzip my trouser and pulled it downHis cock pressed against my ass, it was thick, and rock-hard, throbbing through his jeans like it had a he

Chapter 98: Insatiable Dante’s POV“Enough, you two. Let her be.”I stepped forward and grabbed Kane by the shoulder, yanking him back mid-thrust into her mouth.His cock slid free with a wet, obscene pop glistening with her spit and his pre-cum, strings of saliva connecting the swollen head to her swollen lips for a split second before snapping.Kane literally growled, low, feral, and clearly annoyed, trying to surge forward again, hips jerking like his body refused to accept the interruption.“Dante… fuck… stop it… I’m not done with her,” he snarled, voice shredded, eyes blazing crimson, wolf riding him hard.I shoved him toward Ryker, who caught him with both arms locked tight around Kane’s chest, pinning him back against the couch.“Don’t let him go,” I ordered, voice flat, and final.Ryker nodded once, grinning like a madman but holding firm, muscles bulging as Kane thrashed once, twice, then went still, chest heaving, cock still twitching angrily in the air.I turned back to Vi

VIVIENNE“So someone pretended to be you two to deceive me?” I asked quietly, eyes fixed on the frozen footage playing across the wide screen in Dante’s office. My voice sounded calm, like the stillness before a knife slips between ribs.Dante stood beside the desk, arms folded, gaze heavy. “Yeah. We caught the guards who did it. Questioned them. According to them, Alex and Alec put them up to it. They wanted you pushed out…wanted you hurt enough by our supposed words that you’d leave before the wedding.”I nodded once, and slowly.It was possible.Very possible.Alex and Alec were petty enough. Cruel enough. Calculated enough to twist a blade and call it strategy. The footage didn’t lie either. The corridor, the angles, the timing, even the tone of voice… everything had been staged perfectly.And that was exactly the problem.The screen flickered again, replaying the corridor from that night, shadows stretching long along stone walls, my own figure storming past like a ghost already