All Chapters of Ruin me, Gently : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

ISABELLEThursday EveningI scraped the last of the dinner plates into the trash while Sage rinsed dishes at the sink.Mom was in the living room, resting on the couch after dinner. She’d been looking better lately—more color in her cheeks, more energy—but we still didn’t let her do much.“So Enrico’s being an ass again?” Sage asked, handing me a plate to dry.I nodded, my jaw tightening at the memory. “He paired me with Rachel on a new project.”“Rachel?” Sage made a face. “The one who takes credit for your work?”“That’s the one.” I dried the plate with more force than necessary. “I asked him to change the assignment. He told me if I didn’t like it, I should resign.”Sage’s hands stilled under the running water. “He said what?”“After everything I’ve done for that company,” I continued, my voice rising slightly, “all the late nights, all the projects I’ve saved—he threw resigning in my face like I’m disposable.”“Bella—”“I’ve dedicated years to that firm, Sage. Years. And this is h

ISABELLE “More than okay.” I pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “That was—”“Overdue,” he finished.“Very”We cleaned up carefully-him using tissues from the console beside him, me adjusting my dress and underwear.Afterward, I tried to move back to my seat, but Matt pulled me against him. “Stay,” he said softly.So I did.I curled into his side, my head on his chest, his arm wrapped securely around me. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat under my ear was the most soothing sound in the world.“Comfortable?” he asked, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my arm.“Very.”We stayed like that for a while, just existing together in the quiet hum of the jet.At some point, I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, Matt was gently shaking my shoulder.“Isabelle,” he murmured. “We’re about to land.”I blinked awake, disoriented for a moment.“Already?”“You slept for a while.”I sat up, rubbing my eyes, and looked out the window. My breath caught.Below us, turquoise water sparkled i

ISABELLE Matt carried me to the bathroom—a stunning space with a massive glass-enclosed shower and a marble countertop that looked out over the ocean.He set me on the counter, and I immediately wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.“Insatiable,” he teased, but his hands were already on me again.He kissed me deeply, his hands cupping my breasts, thumbs brushing over my nipples until I was gasping into his mouth. “Matt一”“Just a little more,” he murmured, his mouth trailing down my neck. “Can’t help myself.”His lips closed around one nipple, sucking gently, and I arched into him with a moan.We stayed like that for several minutes-him worshipping my body, me clinging to him, both of us completely lost in each other.Finally, he pulled back, his eyes dark.“Shower,” he said firmly. “Before I take you on this counter.”“Would that be so bad?”His grin was wicked. “We have all weekend, babe. Patience.”He turned on the shower, and steam began to fill the glass enclosure

ISABELLE Matt walked me to the table, pulling out my chair with exaggerated formality that made me laugh.“Such a gentleman,” I teased.“Only for you,” he said, pressing a kiss to my shoulder before taking his own seat across from me.The table was set beautifully-white linens, flickering candles, and plates covered with silver domes.He lifted the first dome, revealing what looked like a beautifully plated appetizer.“I have no idea what half of this is, " I admitted, picking up my fork.“Neither do I,” he said with a grin. “But it looks good.”We ate in comfortable silence for a moment, and then he asked, “What was your favorite birthday? Before this one.”I thought about it. “Honestly? I don’t really remember having favorite birthdays. They were always just… days. My mom would make a cake. Sage would get me something. But nothing special.”His expression softened. “Then I’m glad I could give you this.”“What about you?” I asked. “What was your favorite birthday?”He was quiet for

ISABELLESaturday MorningI woke to sunlight streaming through the open doors and the sound of waves crashing below.For a moment, I was disoriented-where was I?Then I felt the warmth beside me, the weight of an arm draped across my waist, and everything came rushing back.The birthday surprise. The villa. Matt.I smiled, my eyes still closed, savoring the feeling.“You’re awake,” a low voice murmured beside me.I turned my head to find Matt watching me, his hair messy from sleep, his eyes soft.“How long have you been awake?” I asked.“A while.” His hand traced lazy patterns on my hip. “I like watching you sleep.”“That’s not creepy at all,” I teased.He grinned. “You’re beautiful when you sleep. Peaceful.”I rolled toward him, nestling into his chest. “What time is it?”“A little after nine.”“We slept in. "“We had a late night.” His hand slid down my back. “A very late night.”Heat flooded through me at the memory. “We did.”We lay there for a while, just holding each other, neit