All Chapters of Ruined By His Father : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

47 Chapters

Unwanted Interruption

*Nia's POV* The woman stepped closer, the sharp click of her heels echoing across the training ground. Raymond didn't move. He just stared at her. A strange tension settled over the air as I glanced between them."Uhm... Raymond?" I asked carefully. He finally sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. "What are you doing here, Valentina?"The woman smiled slowly. "Well..." she drawled, "that's not exactly how you greet a fellow colleague." Her dark eyes shifted toward me, a calculating look appearing in them. "A certain source of mine told me about your new toy."My entire body stiffened. Toy? Did she just call me a toy? I frowned immediately, my fingers curling into fists. Before I could say anything, Raymond's expression darkened. "Watch your mouth.”The warning in his voice was sharp enough to cut glass. Valentina only smiled wider. She looked completely unfazed by him. "I want to talk to you." She paused deliberately. "Privately." Her gaze flickered toward me again.I suddenly felt

Stubborn Hearts

*Nia's POV*My phone buzzed on the nightstand again. I ignored it, just as I had ignored every call from him last night. Raymond had called me all night, but I didn’t pick up. I couldn’t. I was upset. Why would Raymond let that lady hold his neck and stand so close to him? Why is my life full of bad luck? First Daniel, now his father? Clearly, the universe hated me.A notification popped up on my phone. The message was from Raymond. Honestly, I didn’t want to open it. I wanted to show him I was upset, but curiosity got the better of me. I opened the message.Raymond: Bunny, I understand if you are upset. We can talk about it now. Pick up your damn call before you give me a heart attack.I stared at the message in disbelief. Was he seriously trying to guilt-trip me? A second message arrived before I could decide whether to laugh or be annoyed.Raymond: Don’t test my patience. If you don’t reply to this message or pick up my call, I will storm into your apartment, and God, you don’t wan

Breaking Point

*Nia's POV*Within twenty minutes, Jesse arrived at my apartment. She didn’t say much at first. She just pulled me into a tight hug before heading straight to the kitchen. She made two cups of coffee and handed me one.We sat on the couch, the silence between us thick and awkward. Guilt gnawed at me. I had blocked her for months, yet here she was the moment I needed her.“Go ahead,” she said softly. I poured everything out. Daniel’s betrayal, the public humiliation, Lila’s slap, the way Raymond had stormed in like a dark savior, and the confusing pull I felt toward him despite everything. Jesse listened quietly, nodding at the right moments, her expression never judging.When I finally finished, she let out a long breath. “Nia, your life is a mess.”I managed a weak smile. “Tell me something I don’t know.”“So this Raymond guy… he’s Daniel’s father?” she asked.I nodded.“Dirty move,” she said with a small smile. “You went for your ex’s dad.” I stared at her, and her smile faded. “Don

Fragile Peace

*Nia's POV*I woke up the next day with a massive headache pounding behind my eyes. I groaned, shaking my head slowly as I tried to piece together the blurry fragments of last night. The club, the drinks, Jesse calling someone. How did I even get back home? Did Jesse carry me? That seemed impossible. She could barely carry her own handbag when she was tired. There was no way she had carried my drunk self home.I frowned and sat up slowly, immediately regretting the decision when a wave of dizziness washed over me. I held onto the edge of the bed until the room stopped spinning. "God," I muttered. How much had I actually drunk last night?I looked down and realized I was wearing a large shirt that definitely belonged to Raymond. The fabric smelled like him, rich and masculine. I slipped out of the covers, wincing at the soreness in my body, and padded out of the room.The smell of bacon and pancakes hit me immediately. I walked into the kitchen and froze.Raymond stood there in my apr

Love Becomes A Weakness

Nia's POV The smell of pancakes still lingered in the apartment long after breakfast was over. I leaned against the kitchen counter, watching Raymond rinse the plates. Who would've thought the feared mafia boss could cook breakfast and wash dishes? A small smile tugged at my lips. "What?" he asked without turning around. I shook my head. "Nothing." "I know that look. The one where you're secretly making fun of me," he said. I laughed. The shrill sound of my phone shattered the peaceful moment. I frowned and reached for it on the counter: Unknown Number. "Hello?" "Good morning. Am I speaking with Miss Nia Harrington?" A lady's voice came through. "Yes, this is she," I replied. "This is Sterling Media. We're calling regarding your application. We'd like to invite you for an interview today at two o'clock this afternoon." My eyes widened. "T-Today?" "Yes, ma'am. Can you make it?" "Yes! Absolutely," I said, excitement clear in my voice. "We'll be expecting you." The call ended

The Setup

Raymond's POV I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen Nia smile this much. She sat beside me in the passenger seat, talking nonstop about the interview, her hands moving animatedly every few seconds."I almost forgot the answer to one of the questions," she admitted with a nervous laugh. "For a second, my mind went completely blank." A proud smile spread across her face.I glanced at her briefly before returning my attention to the road. "You underestimate yourself too much."She leaned her head against the window. "Maybe."The car fell into a comfortable silence. The kind of silence where neither person felt the need to fill it with meaningless words. My phone buzzed inside the cup holder. I ignored it. Right now, nothing mattered more than getting her home safely."So..." she spoke again. "If I actually get the job..." She turned toward me. "Will you celebrate with me?"A small smile tugged at my lips. "What do you have in mind?"She shrugged. "I don't know. Dinner?""I'll take

Under His Protection

Nia's POV I took one cautious step toward the door. The opening was just wide enough for darkness to spill into the room. My breathing became shallow. What if someone was still inside? I reached the doorway and slowly pushed it open another inch. The hinges creaked softly. I flinched. "Is... is anyone there?" It was silent. No, something wasn't right. Then I remembered what Raymond had told me at the shooting range. Never walk blindly into danger. I immediately stepped away from the door. "No." I shook my head. "I'm not doing this." With trembling fingers, I unlocked my phone and pressed Raymond's contact. He picked up on the first ring. "Nia?" His deep voice came through immediately. Relief nearly made my knees buckle. "Raymond..." The fear in my voice must have reached him because his tone changed instantly. "What happened?" he asked. "I... I just got home." "And?" "My apartment..." I swallowed hard. "The door is open." There was a brief silence. "Did you go

My Boyfriend, My Boss

Nia's POV I packed a few clothes into a small travel bag while Raymond waited downstairs. Even though nothing had been stolen, I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling crawling beneath my skin. I zipped the bag shut and took one last look around before leaving. Raymond was leaning against the SUV when I stepped outside. The moment he saw me carrying the bag, he walked over, took it from my hands without asking, and placed it in the trunk. He opened the passenger door for me. "Get in." The drive to his mansion was quiet. Raymond occasionally glanced at me before returning his attention to the road. When we finally reached his estate, the massive gates slid open automatically. The SUV rolled into the driveway before stopping in front of the mansion. Raymond carried my bag inside while I followed. "I had one of the guest rooms prepared." I nodded. He guided me toward one of the guest rooms to settle in. There wasn't much to unpack, so I changed into comfortable clothes before climb

Framed

Nia's POV My second day at Sterling Media was far less nerve-racking than my first. I still woke up early, though. After getting dressed in one of the office outfits Jesse had helped me buy, I grabbed a quick breakfast before heading downstairs. Raymond had already left for work, leaving behind a short note on the dining table. "Don't skip breakfast, little bunny." A small smile spread across my face. I folded the note and slipped it into my purse before making my way to work. By the time I reached the office, everyone was already busy. "Morning, Nia," a few coworkers greeted me. "Morning," I replied. I settled into my desk and switched on my computer. The morning passed quietly. I typed reports, organized invoices, sorted customer records, printed documents, and filed contracts. Nothing too difficult. Every now and then, someone would stop by my desk to ask if I needed help, but I was beginning to understand the workflow. I was halfway through arranging several client f

Guilty By Blood

Raymond "What are you saying?" My voice came out colder than I intended. "Are you certain?"Marcus didn't flinch, which somehow made it worse. "According to the server logs, the classified file was accessed using Nia Harrington's employee ID.""That's impossible.""I thought the same." A beat of silence stretched down the line, heavy enough that I could hear him choosing his next words. "I've checked it three times. I'm sending you the data now—see for yourself. The clan has already called an emergency meeting."My stomach dropped before my mind caught up. "They know?""They know."I closed my eyes for a second. "I'm coming."I ended the call and opened the file before I'd even sat down. Login time, employee ID, security clearance—every line of it pointed to Nia, laid out clean and undeniable, as if someone had built the case for her guilt before I'd had a chance to doubt it."No," I said to the empty

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