All Chapters of Ruined By His Father : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

I saw Daniel’s hands on another girl’s waist.The girl was laughing, head thrown back, her fingers tangled in the collar of his shirt as he kissed her deeply and possessively. He had never kissed me that way before. The lounge was dimly lit, I couldn't clearly see the girls face. The way his body curved toward the stranger,The low murmur of the girls voice that felt so familiar.The way the girl’s red dress rode up her thigh as she pressed closer.My world shattered.i tightened my fingers around the strap of my purse until my knuckles turned white. For one agonizing second, i considered storming over, demanding answers, letting the humiliation pour out in a scream. But my throat closed,my legs felt boneless. I turned and fled before either of them could notice .The cool night air hit my face like a slap as i stumbled out onto the sidewalk. Tears blurred the streetlights into hazy halos. My chest heaved with silent sobs that I refused to let escape. How could he? The question looped in

Raymond's POVI stepped into the dimly lit suite, the electronic lock clicking shut behind me with a soft sound. I had just come from a tense business meeting ,another late night negotiation with clan associates who thought they could test my patience. Exhaustion weighed on my shoulders, the room was supposed to be quiet, private, and empty. My usual suite.At least, that was what I had expected.Instead, a woman in red lace moved slowly towards me. I was stunned, what was she doing here? Maybe it was another one of those women who were always looking for ways to sleep with me.Before i could speak, she pulled me closer to her. “Finally, you’re here,” she breathed, her voice low and thick with unmistakable desire. Her hands slid around around my neck, pulling me down. Her soft lips crashed against mine, hungry, impatient, tasting of champagne and something sweeter, something dangerously innocent.I froze for a split second, every instinct screaming that this was wrong,this wasn’t my

I woke up up to the soft glow of morning light slipping through the heavy hotel curtains. My body felt heavy, used in the most delicious and terrifying way. I felt a deep, unfamiliar ache pulsed between my thighs, a blunt reminder that I was no longer a virgin. My muscles were sore in places I didn't know could ache , my hips, inner thighs, even my breasts felt tender from rough attention.I blinked slowly, trying to piece together the fragments of last night. The champagne,red lace, the strong hands and Overwhelming pleasure that had torn cries from my throat again and again.But the man lying beside me, the broad back turned toward me was not Daniel.My heart slammed violently against my ribs. This wasn’t Daniel’s lean, boyish frame. The stranger beside me was bigger and more muscular with powerful shoulders and a presence that even in sleep felt commanding and dangerous. His Dark hair and faint scars were visible on his skin, the faint scent of expensive cologne still clinging to t