All Chapters of Ride Or Ruin The Biker Who Owned My Soul: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Elara’s POVThe boat cut through the dark water at full speed. The engine roared beneath us while the cold wind whipped across my face. No one spoke for several minutes after the guard revealed that the safe house was under attack.Ruin stood near the front of the boat despite the obvious pain in his side. His posture remained rigid while his eyes stayed fixed on the distant shoreline.The fire from the destroyed warehouse still glowed faintly behind us.Everything had changed again.Axel leaned against the back of the boat while pressing a cloth against the bruises on his wrists.“You should sit down,” Axel said quietly to Ruin.Ruin did not move. “We need to reach the house quickly.”“You will bleed again if you keep standing like that,” Axel replied.Ruin finally glanced down at the dark stain spreading slowly through the bandage beneath his shirt. “It is nothing serious.”“That is exactly what you said before the medic stitched you up,” Axel reminded him.Ruin ignored the comment.

Elara’s POVThe room fell silent after the medic’s confession. Every guard in the hall had a weapon pointed at him within seconds. The tension felt so heavy that breathing became difficult.Ruin did not move. He stood in the center of the room while staring at the man who had just admitted to betraying him.“You contacted Viktor,” Ruin said slowly.“Yes,” the medic replied.“You watched Elara for him.”“Yes.” The medic replied.“Why?”The medic’s expression remained calm despite the weapons aimed at his chest.“Because Viktor asked me to confirm something.”Ruin’s voice lowered dangerously. “What exactly did he ask you to confirm?”The medic looked directly at me again. “He wanted to know if Elara was pregnant.”My stomach tightened.The truth now stood dangerously close to the surface.Ruin’s eyes shifted toward me for a brief moment before returning to the medic. “And what did you tell him?”The medic hesitated for a second. “I told him that the signs suggested she might be, but I d

Elara’s POVThe room remained quiet after Axel read the message. Ruin did not react immediately. His eyes stayed fixed on the phone in Axel’s hand while the weight of Viktor’s demand settled across the hall.Viktor wanted a meeting, and he wanted Ruin to bring me. The request was not subtle because Viktor was not negotiating from a position of weakness. He believed he already had leverage.Axel placed the phone on the table. “The message includes a location,” he said.Ruin finally spoke. “Where?”“An old shipyard outside the city.”Ruin’s jaw tightened. “That place is abandoned.”Axel nodded.“Yes, and it is easy to control from a tactical perspective.”Sergei, who had paused near the door earlier, turned slightly when he heard the details. “That sounds like a trap.”Ruin did not look at him. “Of course it is.”Leon folded his arms. “Then you should not go.”Ruin’s gaze shifted slowly toward him. “You believe I should refuse the meeting.”“Yes.”“And allow Viktor to keep spreading rumo

Elara’s POVThe words from Viktor’s message lingered in the air long after Axel finished reading them. Ruin remained still for several seconds. His eyes stayed locked on Axel’s phone as if he was going to hurt someone.“What truth?” Ruin asked finally.Axel shook his head. “The message does not explain.”Ruin’s jaw tightened. “That sounds like another manipulation.”“It probably is,” Axel replied.I felt the tension in my chest growing stronger. “My real family, but I already have a family,” I repeated quietly.Ruin looked at me. “What family is Viktor talking about?”“Viktor is a crazy man,” I replied.“You never mentioned any connection to Viktor.”“Because there is none.”Ruin studied my face carefully. “I believe you.”The reassurance in his voice helped calm the unease inside me.Axel folded his arms. “Viktor clearly wants you unsettled before tomorrow.”“He succeeded,” I admitted.Ruin walked toward the table and picked up the phone. “He wants control over the situation,” Ruin s

Elara’s POVThe first thing I noticed when consciousness returned was the smell. The air carried the cold scent of disinfectant mixed with dust and rust, and the combination reminded me painfully of the hospital corridors from earlier that night.My head throbbed.Every movement sent a dull ache through my skull. I tried to lift my hands, but the rope they tied on me stopped me. My wrists were tied tightly behind the back of a metal chair, and for a moment I forced myself to breathe slowly while my vision cleared.Then I regained consciousness.It looked like an old surgical room; the overhead light flickered faintly, and the cracked tiles on the floor revealed how abandoned the building had become.Then I heard a voice.“You are awake.”My stomach tightened immediately. Viktor stood several feet away; he leaned casually against a metal counter as if we were meeting in a normal setting instead of a kidnapping. His dark coat looked perfectly clean despite the chaos that had taken place