All Chapters of Ruined by Mr Voss : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter 21: The Other Woman

The unknown woman’s voice was still sitting in my head when I woke up.I had barely slept. I kept turning it over in my mind — who she was, how she knew about the server, and what she meant by the real reason Harrison married my mother. I had almost made up my mind to tell him about the call anyway. Then my phone lit up and everything else stopped mattering.It was a news alert, from the type of website that collected business gossip and celebrity drama, packaging it into tidy morning updates for people who enjoyed other people’s problems with their coffee.The headline read: Mystery Woman Linked to Voss Estate — Billion Dollar Merger Under Threat.I sat straight up in bed. The article was short and carefully written — the type that hints at everything without actually saying anything directly. Grainy security footage of a woman walking into the Voss estate late at night. Her face blurred out—no name mentioned anywhere. No direct accusation was made. Just the footage, and suggestion o

Chapter 22: Fractured Alliances

IvanaThe video scandal exploded across every major news site by mid-morning. Headlines screamed variations of the same frantic narrative: Mystery Woman at Voss Estate—Merger in Jeopardy? The footage was so blurry that my face remained hidden, but the location was unmistakable. The Voss Estate’s distinctive marble entrance and dramatic coastal backdrop made it impossible to deny.Yet, the public chaos wasn’t the only thing suffocating me. In my pocket, my phone felt like ice. The night before, a private text had come through from an unknown number. It was a photograph, crisp and undeniable: Harrison’s hand resting on the shoulder of a beautiful, unfamiliar woman. The timestamp read just three days ago. Beneath it were four words that burned a hole through everything I thought I understood.I had lain in the dark for hours, trying to rationalize it. Harrison was a man with a sprawling empire; he had hundreds of professional contacts. But the way he looked at her in the frame defied a b

Chapter 23: The Silent Card Return

IvanaThe rain started around four in the morning, a relentless, icy downpour that beat against the tall glass of my new suite in the main wing. I hadn't unpacked a single bag. The designer dresses my mother had ordered to be moved into my closet hung like silk corpses in the dark, reminders of the united front that had shattered into a million jagged pieces before the ink on the morning papers could even dry.I couldn’t sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the stark contrast of Harrison’s world: the heavy, possessive warmth of his hands on my hips on his oak desk, followed instantly by the memory of the color draining from his face when Damien uttered her name. Rebecca.The woman he had loved before my mother blackmailed her way into his empire. The woman he had gone to see in secret while the house burned around us.By seven thirty, the mansion was entirely, deceptively quiet. The crisis team hadn't arrived yet, or perhaps they were already locked in the west wing war room, dro

Chapter 24: The Face in the Rearview Mirror

IvanaHarrison stood at the entrance of the alleyway alcove. His coat was damp, his salt-and-pepper hair slicked back, as his grey eyes locked onto the back of Sarah’s head with a predatory stillness that made my breath catch in my throat.Sarah froze, the color instantly draining from her lips as she saw my gaze shift behind her.“Ivy,” Harrison’s deep, rough voice echoed through the quiet café, low and commanding, sending a violent, conflicting jolt of heat and terror straight down my spine. “Get in the car. Now!”The drive back to the Voss estate was a blur of grey asphalt and heavy, unresolved silence. Harrison drove with a terrifying, calm precision, his phone buzzing repeatedly against the dashboard console. He ignored every call, his knuckles white on the leather-wrapped steering wheel, and his jaw set like iron.When we finally pulled through the tall iron gates, the mansion looked like a gilded cage waiting to snap shut. Three black town cars were parked in the grand circle—t

Chapter 25: The Ghost in the Mirror

IvanaThe laptop screen cast a cold, blue glow over the dark oak desk, illuminating my mother’s face. The reflection in the rearview mirror was undeniable. Her eyes were wide with a frantic, unhinged terror as she hit the gas, leaving my father’s body on the dark coastal road.The door behind me clicked open. I didn't turn around, but I could hear the sharp, rhythmic snap of designer heels on the marble floor before the scent of expensive Chanel perfume filled the room.“Ivana darling,” Diana said, her voice smooth, perfectly modulated, completely untainted by the chaos outside. “The police have taken Harrison to the precinct. The board is in an absolute frenzy, and we need to—”“You drove the car,” I whispered, the words scraping against my throat like broken glass.The heels stopped. The silence that followed was heavy, suffocating, and absolute.I spun the laptop around, forcing her to look at the looping video.Her eyes flicked to the screen. For a single, unguarded second, the fl

Chapter 26: The Master's House

IvanaMy heart pounded against my ribs like a trapped animal.On the screen of my phone, the live feed flickered. The shadow in the frame bore the unmistakable outline of someone we trusted—someone who had been pulling Marcus’s strings all along, stepping back into the dark. But the damage was done. The chilling realization of who had betrayed us settled into my bones like ice.“Ivy?” Damien’s voice was sharp, cutting through the static horror paralyzing my limbs. He stepped closer, his eyes darting to my pale face, then down to the screen. “What is that? What did they send?”Before he could grab the phone, I locked the screen, shoving it deep into my pocket. As Harrison's warning, dark and commanding, echoed in the chambers of my mind. Even Damien, with his easy smirks and his sudden, convenient alliance, was a variable I couldn’t afford to trust blindly.“Nothing,” I lied, my voice remarkably steady despite the adrenaline roaring through my veins. “Just Marcus trying to crawl back i

Chapter 27: The Wolves at the Gala

“Keep your chin up, Ivana. The wolves in this room can smell hesitation, and tonight, they are looking for a carcass.”Harrison’s deep, commanding voice brushed against my ear as the heavy door of the Maybach Pullman was pulled open by a silent chauffeur.I swallowed the lump of dry panic in my throat, forcing my shoulders back. The cool evening air hit my bare collarbones, a sharp contrast to the suffocating heat of the limousine. I was draped in the bohemian emerald cotton gown Harrison had selected for me—a finely tailored gown that clung to my body like a second skin, forcing me to tuck my phone into the designer clutch purse he also got for me.“I'm ready, sir,” I murmured, keeping my voice low, honoring the quiet submission he had demanded of me back at the estate.Harrison stepped out first. Dressed in a bespoke midnight-black tuxedo that emphasized his broad shoulders and powerful frame, he looked less like a corporate titan and more like a monarch surveying his territory. He

Chapter 28: The Photos He Was Never Meant To See

“Put the gun down, Damien. Before I make you swallow it.”The bathroom door swung open, practically splintered off its hinges. Harrison stood in the frame, his towering body radiating a cold, terrifying aura that instantly sucked all the oxygen out of the room. His tuxedo jacket was off, his white shirtsleeves rolled up to reveal his thick, corded forearms. His storm-grey eyes were fixed entirely on his son.Damien didn't flinch, but the muscles in his jaw tightened. Slowly, with a mocking smirk that didn't reach his eyes, he lowered the silenced pistol and tucked it back into his waistband.“Just having a little family chat, Father,” Damien drawled, stepping back from me. “No need to get your blood pressure up.”“Out,” Harrison rumbled, the word vibrating through the marble floor. “Before I forget you share my blood.”Damien shrugged, sparing me one last lingering, dangerous look before he slipped past his father into the corridor. The heavy door clicked shut behind him, leaving me a

Chapter 29: The Enemy's Daughter

“Is this your idea of a game, Ivana?”Harrison’s voice was dangerously quiet, a low, gravelly vibration that seemed to make the very air in his study turn to ice. He didn't look up from the laptop screen, but his large, powerful hands were flat against the dark mahogany desk, his knuckles turning a stark, bloodless white. The cold, blue glow of the monitor cast harsh, unforgiving shadows across his face, emphasizing the lethal focus of a man who had spent his entire life commanding absolute control over his empire—and everyone in it.“No,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I sat frozen on the other side of the desk. The space between us felt impossibly narrow, charged with a terrifying energy that threatened to swallow me whole. The heavy scent of rain-soaked earth and expensive cedarwood cologne hung thick in the air, a constant reminder of how close he was. “I didn't... I didn't know those logs were on that card. I only knew about the photos.”“The photos,” Harrison repeated, final

Chapter 30: Your Empire or Your Daughter

“Get away from the screen, Ivana.”Harrison commanded. His voice dropped into a register so dark and hollow it felt like a physical weight pressing down on my chest. He didn't look at me. His eyes remained glued to the decrypted birth certificate on his laptop, his jaw clenched so hard the sharp edge of his bone looked ready to slice through his skin.“Harrison…” I started, my voice cracking as a cold, paralyzing dread spread from my chest to the very tips of my fingers. “It has to be a mistake. It has to be a forged document. My father—the man who raised me—”“Your mother didn't just blackmail me, Ivana,” Harrison interrupted, his words coming out in slow, measured, and lethal drops. He slowly stood up from his leather chair, his huge body blocking out the cold blue light of the monitor. “She built a masterpiece of a trap, slept with my fiercest rival, conceived you, and then let my late partner believe you were his. And all this time, she’s been taking my money and feeding it direct

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