All Chapters of Built in Ruins: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Jennifer's POVMy Father Romano Conti......fearless, arrogant, ruthless and no one can ever say no to him.One day decides I have to have me married to one of the top Jewlers Lucas Lombandi...rich handsome 6 foot 4 you name it. He was eye candy alright but cocky as fuck. I'm one of the Bad Boss Bitches (triple B threat) in London. Black soft skin, long luscious hair, a smile that kills not to mention I own my own company .I own Cushion Publicist its a small publishing company but going strong. I started this company as soon as I was freshly out of Uni. Graduated with Honors saved up enough money and opened something for myself. My Mom died when I was 3 because of cancer . Romano never remarried ended up making me and only child.( didn't stop him from whoring around though) I'm 26 and Baby I rule the world...(well that's what I like to think). I never really liked Romano...uptight all the way . As his only heir he claims he wants what's best for me and he believes that lays with Luca

Jennifer's PovI slowly enter the mansion with my purse hanging loose .I remove my heels and hold them in my hand ,ready to climb the enormous staircase .Having my eyes wonder everywhere ,I spot Romano sitted on the stool at the bar ,having one of his finest whiskeys.I chose to ignore the old man but then ...." Jennifer " he calls out .I sigh fighting the urge to tell my own father to get a life after the shitty day I've had but no...No one disrespects Romano ,and that too not in his house" Yes ,Papa " I walk closer to him .He takes a long look at me in confusion but simply sighs not even in the world bothered by his daughter's raggedy appearance " The Lombardi's request for our presence at their house tomorrow evening " He says easily ,taking another sip of his hard whiskey .He kept quiet for a while,giving me space to process his words. He hadn't said it but I knew he wanted me to fix myself up because I looked like a mess.Finding the whole situation irritating I turned t

Romano slowed his pace as we approached the massive mahogany front doors, waiting for me to catch up. I knew the drill: the moment those doors opened, we were no longer a fractured father and daughter; we were the Conti dynasty—united, powerful, and perfectly composed.We were greeted at the entrance by Christopher Lombardi and his wife, Madeline. Christopher looked every bit the patriarch, while Madeline was radiant in a floor-length gold gown that shimmered like liquid sun under the foyer lights."Welcome, welcome to our home," she said, her smile warm and practiced."Thank you for the invitation, Christopher," Romano replied, his voice smoothing into the charming baritone he reserved for business allies.As they led us toward the main lounge, I couldn't help but admire the place . I hadn't been here in years, but the house still breathed old money. A massive crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting dancing, fractured light across the marble floors. It was stunning, yet it

The next morning I was at my office by 7:00 am. Work was my only sanctuary. Cushion publicist was buzzing with energy when I arrived, the smell of fresh coffee and the sound of keyboards clicking always calmed me down. ( well to some extent). "Jen..., you have a visitor in your office" my assistant Sarah said looking a bit nervous. "Is it a client? I dont have anything on the schedule you sent until ten" I question curiosly."He didnt have an apointment ... He just.... ummm walked in" she said while I make my way to my office .I pushed open my office doors ready to kick whoever thought they could bypass my secretary. But stopped dead on my tracks.Jax was sitting In my chair, his head in his hands. He looked terrible,hair messy and eyes bloodshot red . When he looked up and saw me , he stood up Instantly . "Jen, ...please. I havent slept for days we need to talk about Sophia. It was`nt what it looked like I promise " I stood my ground , my hand still on the door handle. "You tol

Jennifers POV"The little publisher has a name" I said, my voice as sharp as the diamonds around my neck. I stepped out of Lucas's hold, not to retreat , but to face this bitch head on. "And considerin my name is the one on the invitation and soon on the marriage certificate I would suggest you check your tone" Isabella''s eyes flashed with surprise and rage. I guess she wasnt expecting me to bite back. She then looked at Lucas , waiting for him to defend her or something. But Lucas just stood there , his express void from any emotion but I did catch a slight twitch at the corner of his lips. He was enoying this . "Isabella is a family friend ."Lucas said , his tone neutral , though his eyes stayed on me. "Her father handles our South American distributions "."Then she should know better than to insult the woman about to oversee the malls those distributions sit in ." I countered. I turned my gaze back to her "Enjoy the party Isabella. The champagne is excellent maybe just maybe i