Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

CASSYShe's back in front of me. I feel her kneel down, putting us at eye level even though I still can't see her."Here's what's going to happen," she says. Her voice is soft now. Conversational, almost. Like we're friends discussing plans for brunch. "I'm going to touch you. I'm going to make you feel things you don't want to feel. I'm going to make you come so hard you forget your own name. And you're going to hate every second of it."Her gloved hand cups my face."And then, when it's over, you're going to take your money and leave. And you're going to tell yourself it was worth it. That it was just one night. That it doesn't matter."She leans in closer. I feel her breath against my ear."But it will matter, Cassy. Because you're going to remember this for the rest of your life. You're going to remember what it felt like to be owned. To be nothing but a pretty thing someone bought. And you're never going to forget it."My whole body is shaking now."Do you understand?""Yes.""Th

CASSYA thief and a fraud. A man who destroyed his partner and built an empire on Sienna's father's corpse.God, how did I not know? How did I never question where the money came from, why the Vales disappeared, why Sienna never came back to school after that day in the cafeteria?Because I didn't care. Because I was a cruel sixteen years old and, I was so wrapped up in my own perfect life that other people's suffering was just background noise.You looked right through me like I was furniture, Sienna had said. Like I was nothing.She was right.And now she's going to make me pay for it.The car pulls up to a building that makes my breath catch. It's all glass and steel, modern and sleek, the kind of place that has a doorman and a concierge and probably a waiting list a mile long. The kind of place I used to live in.The driver opens my door."Miss Vale is expecting you on the penthouse floor," he says. His voice is neutral, professional. He's done this before, I realize. Picked up gi

The nightgown barely covers me. I catch sight of myself in the mirror, collared like a pet, wearing barely anything, my eyes red from crying. I've been through alot, I don't recognize the girl staring back. I walk back into the bedroom. Sienna is lying in bed, scrolling through her phone. She looks up when I enter. Her eyes rake over me slowly, taking in every detail. A smile curls at her lips. "Perfect," she says. "Come here." I walk to the bed. Just standing there while she looks at me. She reaches out, her fingers hooking under the collar, tugging me closer. I stumble forward, before catching myself on the edge of the bed. "Do you know what you look like right now?" she whispers. "You look like everything I ever wanted. Everything I dreamed about when I was sixteen and stupid enough to think you might love me back." Her thumb traces the collar. "But this is better. This is you knowing exactly who owns you. This is you wearing my mark and hating every second of it." She rele

CASSYThe bathroom is luxurious and private. I lock the door and lean against it, trying to catch my breath.My reflection in the mirror is obscene. I look flushed and wrecked. The collar is visible now, I must have been tugging at my neckline without realizing it.I look like I've been fucked, and I have been. Just not in the traditional way.I clean up as best as I can, fix my makeup, and try to make myself look presentable. But the vibrator is still there waiting for the next time Sienna decides to press that button.And the worst part?A small, traitorous part of me that I hate with every fiber of my being… is looking forward to it.---Lunch is at a restaurant so expensive it doesn't have prices on the menu.The potential investor is a man named Richard Hartley- old money, tech mogul, the kind of person who probably has senators on speed dial. He's charming in that way wealthy people are, all practiced smiles and warmth."Sienna, always a pleasure," he says, kissing her hand. Eur