All Chapters of Ravaged & Ruined by Daddy's Enemies: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sunlight sliced through the blackout curtains in thin, cruel strips, painting Elena’s bare skin in gold and shadow. She stirred on the massive bed, limbs heavy, thighs sticky with last night’s evidence. Her body ached in the best way—bruised hips, swollen lips between her legs, the faint throb of too many orgasms. Matteo’s arm was slung possessively across her waist, Luca sprawled at her feet like a guard dog, Nico curled against her back, breath soft on her neck. She felt... whole. For the first time since the bedroom window shattered weeks ago. Matteo’s eyes opened first. Dark, unreadable, but the corner of his mouth twitched when he saw her watching him. “Morning, princess.” His voice was gravel, still thick from sleep and sex. He shifted, hand sliding down to cup her mound, fingers parting slick folds. She gasped too sensitive. “Still dripping my cum. Good girl.” Luca groaned awake, grinning wickedly as he crawled up her body. “Fuck, she looks wrecked. My favorite look on her

Chapter 24: Settling In The safe house felt different in daylight. No more running or hiding in the shadows. For the first time since the kidnapping, Elena could breathe without expecting a door to burst open. Matteo had turned one of the spare rooms into their main space. Big bed. Thick curtains. A wide leather couch against the wall. A small table where they ate. And a locked drawer full of toys and lube that made her cheeks burn every time she looked at it. They started simple. Mornings were for waking her slow. Luca liked to start. He’d crawl under the sheets while she was still half-asleep, spread her thighs, and lick her awake. Tongue flat and lazy at first. Then circling her clit until her hips lifted off the bed. He never let her come quick. He edged her until she was whining, fingers twisted in his hair, begging. “Please, Luca… just let me…” He’d pull back, grin up at her with wet lips. “Not yet, baby girl. You come when we say.” Matteo watched from the chair beside th

The New Safe House They moved at dawn. No packing. Just the clothes on their backs, a duffel of cash, weapons, and Elena. Matteo drove fast through back roads. Luca sat in the passenger seat with a rifle across his lap. Nico was in the back with Elena, arm around her shoulders, keeping her steady. The new place was deeper in the hills. An old farmhouse Matteo’s crew had bought cash last year. Stone walls. High fences. Cameras everywhere. No neighbors for miles. Elena stepped inside first. The air smelled like pine and fresh paint. Big open living room. Stone fireplace. Wide staircase. A kitchen with a long table that looked made for more than eating. Matteo locked the door behind them. Triple bolts. Then he turned to her. “Welcome home, princess. Again.” She looked around. “This one feels… permanent.” Luca dropped the duffel. Grinned. “It is. No more running every week. We’re digging in.” Nico set his bag down gently. “You okay?” Elena nodded. Touched her colla

. Elena stood at the counter in nothing but one of Matteo’s old black T-shirts. It hung loose on her, slipping off one shoulder, hitting mid-thigh.It's been 2 day since they've been expecting her dad and his gang but still nothing. No collar around her neck anymore. No silver ring pressing into her skin. Just faint marks that were already fading, and the quiet certainty that she didn’t need anything else to prove she belonged here. She poured four mugs. Black for Matteo. Two sugars for Luca. Cream for Nico. Hers plain, the way she’d started liking it. Luca came in first. Hair still messy. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, chin resting on her shoulder. “Morning,” he murmured. Kissed the side of her neck once. Soft. No teeth. Elena leaned back into him. “Morning. You sleep okay?” “Better when you’re in the middle. Always do.” Nico walked in next. Quiet steps. He took his mug, brushed a light kiss to her temple. “You look… settled,” he said. She smiled a little. “I f

Chapter 30: Daddy’s First Move The negative test sat on the bathroom counter like a quiet promise. Elena stared at it one more time before tossing it in the trash. Relief mixed with a strange emptiness in her chest. She had expected panic, maybe tears. Instead she felt… steady. She walked back into the bedroom. The three of them were still there, waiting. Matteo sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on his knees. Luca leaned against the wall, arms crossed. Nico stood by the window, looking out at the empty driveway. Elena climbed onto the bed. Sat in the middle. “It’s negative. False alarm.” Luca pushed off the wall. “Good. Or bad. Whatever you need it to be.” Matteo looked at her. “You alright?” She nodded. “Yeah. Just… thinking. If it happens later, I want it. But right now? This is enough. Us. Here.” Nico turned from the window. “We’ve got time.” They didn’t push. Didn’t start touching her right away. They just sat with her. Matteo’s hand on her knee. Luca’s fingers brushing h