All Chapters of Ruined by Mr Voss : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“Did you really think I’d leave you down here with your head spinning, Ivy?”The heavy steel door of the safe room slammed shut behind Harrison with a loud, mechanical lock. He hadn't left for the city. He had locked his security detail on the other side of the reinforced corridor, and now he was standing in the dim light of the vault, his dark charcoal sweater already pulled off and tossed onto the floor, leaving him in a thin white undershirt that stretched tight over his broad, muscular chest.“Harrison…” I gasped, my fingers still clutching the unopened DNA envelope. My pulse spiked instantly, not from the sniper threat outside, but from the sudden, terrifying heat radiating off his body. “You said you had to leave—”“Fuck leaving,” he growled, his voice thick, heavy, and dripping with raw, primal authority.He crossed the room in three long strides, his heavy boots silent against the rug. Before I could back away, his large, calloused hand shot out, wrapping around my throat—not

“Did you really think locking yourself in here would keep you safe, Ivy?”Damien’s smooth, mocking voice broke the quiet of my bedroom. I spun around, clutching my torn gown tight over my chest, my heart immediately jumping into my throat.He didn't lock the door behind him. He just leaned back against the frame, resting his broad shoulders against it, blocking the only way out. He had a slow, dangerous smirk on his handsome face, and his dark eyes were gleaming with pure mischief as he looked me up and down.“Get out of my room, Damien,” I said, trying to make my voice sound strong, but the shake in my breath gave me away.“Now why would I do that?” Damien asked softly. He pushed off the doorframe and took a slow, deliberate step into my room. He wasn't rushing. He walked like a predator that knew his target had nowhere to run. “You look so beautiful when you're panicking, little sister. So messy. So undone.”“I am not your sister,” I snapped, backing away until the back of my legs h

“If you don't step out of my way right now, Mr Voss, we will place you under arrest for obstruction of justice!”The captain's booming voice echoed off the grand marble walls of the foyer. The four uniformed officers standing behind him had their hands resting heavily on their holstered sidearms. Beside them, Marcus stood with his chest puffed out like a peacock, a sickening, triumphant grin plastered across his face. He was holding a stack of legal papers in his trembling, eager hand, practically vibrating with excitement.“Go ahead and try it, Captain,” Harrison's voice cut through the air like a razor blade.He didn't flinch or even blink. Harrison stood at the very bottom of the grand double staircase, completely towering over every single man in that room. His white dress shirt was still unbuttoned at the collar, his dark hair slightly disheveled, and his broad shoulders blocking the stairs like an impenetrable brick wall. The cold, dangerous aura coming off him was so heavy you

“Ignore her,” Harrison growled against my lips.He didn't move away. Instead, his storm-grey eyes burned down into mine with raw, savage possession. He grabbed my knees, shoving them wide apart, and slammed his heavy, rock-hard cock all the way inside my wet pussy in one deep, brutal thrust.“Ah! Fuck!”A loud, filthy scream tore from my throat as my tight walls stretched around his massive length. My back arched off the bed, my fingers digging into his broad, muscular shoulders as he filled me completely, buried so deep I felt his heavy testicles pressing against my bare ass.“Harrison, I know you hear me,” Diana’s cold voice echoed from the wall speaker again, completely unaware of what was happening. “The board of directors is asking why you're handing Voss Development photography contracts to your stepdaughter.”Harrison let out a dark, guttural chuckle against my neck. He didn't even look at the speaker. He pulled back until just his thick head was hooked inside my dripping entra

“Is it true, Dad?”My voice was barely a whisper, but it sliced straight through the thick, suffocating silence hanging over the living room.My eyes were glued to his face, searching for a twitch, a flicker of denial—anything. But he went completely still. His storm-grey eyes hardened into cold granite, his jaw clenching so tight the heavy muscle jumped along his jawline.He didn't deny it.The silence hit me like a physical blow to the chest. The floor felt like it was tilting beneath my feet. Every touch, every possessive grip, and every filthy word he had growled into my ear in his bed just twenty minutes ago suddenly turned to ash in my mouth.“Get out,” Harrison growled softly.It wasn't shouted, but the deadly register in his voice made the air freeze. He didn't look at me—his pitch-black gaze was locked directly onto his son.“But Dad, I was just—” Damien started, his smug smirk faltering for a split second under the sudden, suffocating pressure in the room.“I said get the fu