All Chapters of His Return, My Ruin: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I arrived at the Petit Hermitage at exactly seven o'clock, parking the car with excessive care to give myself a few extra minutes. Those five minutes prove to me that Jaden doesn't have everything under control. My heart beats steadily, and I breathe calmly. I can't find any flaws in my reflection in the elevator mirror. My makeup, hair, dress, and facial expression are all perfect.When I reach the fourth floor, I raise my hand and knock on the door. Is this how prostitutes feel when they go on outcalls? Hardly. First, they don't charge hundreds of thousands of dollars for their services. Second, their clients are rarely handsome. Third, they know nothing about their clients. The person on the other end is still my childhood friend, even if he doesn't think so. I'll succeed.Jaden opens the door, holding his phone to his ear. He quickly glances at me, lingering on his bag with the contract sticking out of it, and motions for me to pass. He's wearing a shirt and blue trousers. A match

Jayden curls his fingers around the elastic of my underwear and pulls them down. This gesture is not the impatience of a greedy lover. It's hard and cold, like his gaze. I feel his cock press against my vagina, followed by the pressure of his hands on my hips, forcing me to spread my legs wider. I obey. His touch moves to my buttocks, and without warning, he thrusts deep inside me.The impact knocks the air from my lungs, both physically and emotionally, as if something essential has been dislodged. The room tilts, and the present fractures into fragments that I must gather one by one to remain conscious of myself.I promised myself I wouldn't scream, but I failed. Jayden is too big, and I'm too tense and inexperienced. I'm twenty-eight and have a son, but that's just how it is. My stomach tightens as he pulls out, pushes his buttocks back, and slams back in. My moan is accompanied by a wet sound—an unmistakable sign of my arousal. I don't feel any remorse or shame toward him—I'm too

“ Here are the Crossfire reports you asked for,” I said, placing a folder of papers on Isaac’s desk. However, he doesn’t seem to notice me; his gaze is fixed on the lid of his laptop, and he is clenching a pen in his fist."Did something happen to you?"“He wants an office,” Isaac said quietly, still not looking at me. “An office in my building.”He actually bought half of the company and has the right to do so.As usual, are you protecting him, Tasha?"This time, my answer has nothing to do with wanting to side with Jaden. Having sex with him in his room that night was one of the most painful experiences of my life. Having to see him every day is pure torture. At the same time, though, I realize that, for the money we invest, he might demand that I dance with every employee."You're acting like a spoiled brat. Let me remind you, it was your signature on that contract, so get your act together and accept the consequences. If it helps preserve Sam's legacy, he'll have an office, even i

The sound of the door opening makes me whirl around. If I were six years younger, I'd vanish into thin air. But now, I calmly resist my husband's stunned gaze. Jaden also stands in place, making no attempt to move to a safe distance."I was looking for Tim," Isaac mutters as he slams the door.After taking a moment to process what just happened, I turn back to Jaden and notice the calm expression on his face blurring for a moment as a hint of confusion flashes across it."So, Thursday at seven in the evening, am I right?""Yes, Tasha," Jayden says slowly, looking me over."Okay, your office will be ready by Saturday. Until you figure everything out here, you can come to me or Everly with any questions. Now that we've sorted everything out, I'll leave you alone."Without waiting for a response, I turn and walk toward the door. My legs are shaking slightly, but not enough for Jayden to notice.As usual, I left the office after lunch to pick Sam up from school and take him to practice. H

I squeeze his shoulders tighter and pick up the pace, suppressing the urge to cry out from the fresh spasms in my stomach when his cock hits my uterus. My leg muscles ache, and the increased friction in my vagina triggers a new surge of arousal, revealed by squelching sounds. I want to give in. I want to forget that his hands aren't on me but are lying motionless, that his eyes are leaden gray and his face is inscrutable. I also want to forget that I'm simply fulfilling the terms of our agreement. Physiology confidently takes the lead, overwhelming composure, the pain of losing a friend, and self-control. With each passing second, Jaden's face becomes less defined, appearing and disappearing in the windows of my eyelids like an image on worn film. I struggle to contain the groans arising from the growing heaviness in my stomach, but they escape me along with rapid gasps. I'm losing our duel decisively: Jaden is suited up and covered in armor, while I'm naked and defenseless."Don't cl