All Chapters of Ruined by Mr Voss : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter 41: The Woman Who looked like Me

“Did you really think I’d just sit back and let you play happy family on the coast, Dad?”I froze on the cold marble of the grand foyer. My hand twitched over the strap of my heavy camera bag.It was barely 4:45 AM. The sky outside the high glass windows was a bruised, ink-black blue. Down the grand staircase walked Damien. He wasn't in pyjamas, and he didn't look like someone who had just woken up. He wore a crisp, dark grey suit, his tie loosely knotted around his neck. In his right hand, he casually twirled a polished silver keycard.Harrison stood by the open double doors, his massive frame wrapped in a tailored black coat. He slowly turned around. His grey eyes narrowed into thin, lethal slits as he looked at his son.“I told you to stay out of my way, Damien,” Harrison said. His voice was a low, vibrating growl that usually made everyone in the room drop their gaze.But Damien didn't. He walked down the last step, stopping just three feet away from his father. A slow, razor-shar

Chapter 42: The Shadow In The Frame

“You look like you just saw a ghost, Ivana.”Damien’s smooth voice sliced through the cold silence of the room.I flinched so hard my hand knocked against the camera body, almost sending it crashing onto the desk. I slammed the small LCD screen down toward the wood, hiding the digital image, but Damien was already leaning against the doorframe. He had his hands shoved casually into his trouser pockets, watching me with a sharp, dangerous intensity.“Get out of my room, Damien,” I choked out. My chest was heaving, and my heart was hammering like a trapped bird against my ribs.Damien didn't leave. He stepped inside, letting the heavy oak door swing shut behind him with a soft, ominous click. He walked slowly across the plush rug, stopping right beside the desk. His dark eyes flicked from my pale face down to the camera I was clutching like a weapon.“He gave you the old archived memory cards, didn't he?” Damien asked softly. A cold, knowing smirk pulled at the corner of his lips. “He t

Chapter 43: The Girl Wearing Her Face

“He followed us.”My voice sounded hollow, almost completely lost in the loud roar of the wind whipping around the cliff balcony.Harrison’s heavy hand tightened on my hip, his grip turning to iron. “What did you say?”Without a word, I raised the camera and thrust the small digital screen toward his face.Harrison leaned down, his dark grey eyes narrowing as he looked at the zoomed-in image. The cold light of the screen lit up his sharp jawline. I watched his face turn from quiet focus into pure, absolute wrath. The heavy muscles along his neck locked up, thick veins bulging against his skin.“Marcus,” Harrison growled, his voice dropping into a low, lethal register that sent a shiver straight down my spine.“He's taking pictures of us,” I whispered, the cold sea air burning my lungs. “He's hiding in the treeline right now.”Harrison didn't waste a single second. He grabbed my wrist in a firm, unbreakable grip, pulling me off the windy balcony and leading me straight back inside the

Chapter 44: The Bond Between Us

"Answer me, Harrison!"My scream tore through the sound of the rain beating against the heavy glass doors of the mansion.We were now standing in the dark, grand hallway. Water was dripping off my clothes, pooling on the expensive wooden floor beneath my sneakers. My teeth were chattering from the cold sea wind, but my chest felt like it was on fire.Harrison stood completely still. His black coat was soaked through, sticking to his broad shoulders. His storm-grey eyes were fixed on me, dark and unreadable.He didn't answer. He raised one heavy hand, trying to hold my face.“Don't touch me!” I yelled, taking a step back. My wet foot slipped slightly on the puddle, but I caught myself against the wall. “Every time I ask you about her, you shut your mouth! You drag me into rooms, and put your hands on me like you own me—but you won't even look me in the eye and say her name!”“Her name was Hannah!” Harrison roared suddenly, his voice booming through the empty hallway.I flinched, my bre

Chapter 45: The Test That Could Destroy Everything

“Say that again.”Harrison’s voice turned into something dead, flat, and colder than the storm outside.His hand was still wrapped around my waist, but his fingers went completely stiff against my skin, like iron bars locking me in place. The phone speaker buzzed again in the silent bedroom, the lawyer's panicked voice cutting through the thick heat we had just shared."It... it came directly from the family court clerk, Mr. Voss,” the lawyer stuttered, his voice shaking. “Damien filed an emergency injunction using an official adoption and bloodline record from twenty-two years ago. He told the judge that Ivana is your biological daughter from your relationship with her aunt. Until a court-ordered DNA test is complete, the judge has frozen your entire estate to prevent an illegal transfer of assets!”The phone slipped out of Harrison’s hand. It hit the thick rug with a soft thud.The silence that followed was suffocating. The blood in my veins turned to ice water. My mind went totally

Chapter 46: Cold Metal and Fire

“Head back, sleeve up, don't move.”The court medical officer didn't even look at me when he spoke. His rubber gloves snapped loudly in the heavy, suffocating silence of the mansion's living room.Outside, the storm was raging, but the flashing red and blue lights of the police escort cars parked on the driveway cut through the dark rain. Down on the driveway, news vans were already setting up their satellite dishes.I sat on the edge of the velvet armchair, trembling uncontrollably. My skin was still cold and damp from the rain, but inside, I felt like I was burning alive.Two court officers stood by the door, watching us like we were criminals.The officer stepped toward me with a long, sterile cotton swab. I opened my mouth, closing my eyes tight as the rough tip dragged against the inside of my cheek. It took three seconds, but it felt like three hours.“Ivana Voss. Sample collected and sealed at 6:42 PM,” the officer called out, sliding the plastic vial into a biohazard bag and z

Chapter 47: Behind Locked Doors

Damien's words echoed inside my head like a cruel chant, keeping me awake long after he had retreated to his own bedroom.It was 12:00 AM.The storm outside had subsided into a low, rhythmic patter of rain against the glass. I lay beneath the heavy duvet in my cold guest room, staring at the dark wooden ceiling. My body was completely exhausted, but my mind was screaming. Every time I closed my eyes, I didn't see the court officers or the flashing blue lights.I felt Harrison's heavy hands on my hips, his rough lips crashing down on mine. I remembered the desperate, possessive way he had growled my name.He thinks I'm his blood, my heart cried out, a thick lump forming in my throat. He's sitting in the dark right now, thinking he committed the ultimate sin.I couldn't take it anymore. I can’t spend seven to ten days living like a ghost in this massive house while Harrison tore himself apart with guilt over a lie. I needed to see him and look into his eyes without Damien or the lawyers

Chapter 48: Locked in the Dark

The heavy brass deadbolt snapped into place with a sharp, mechanical finality that echoed through the quiet bedroom like a gunshot.Harrison’s grip on my wrists turned to solid iron. In a fraction of a second, he spun around, shielding my body behind his broad back as he lunged toward the double doors.He grabbed the brass handles and yanked them hard. Nothing moved. The thick oak doors didn't even budge an inch.“Damien!” Harrison roared, his voice deep and lethal, vibrating straight through the wood panels. He slammed his massive palm against the door, making the entire frame shake. “Open this fucking door!”A low, muffled chuckle drifted through the cracks of the wood from the dark hallway outside.“I don't think so, Dad,” Damien’s smooth, poisonous voice answered from the other side. “I warned you about breaking the judge’s order. I saw Ivana slip into your wing a few minutes ago. A court-appointed observer is arriving at eight tomorrow morning to inspect the estate, and guess who

Chapter 49: Red Light, Dark Secreta

“Don't move a fucking muscle.”Harrison’s voice didn't just sound angry—it turned into something terrifyingly quiet, colder than the rain beating against the glass windows of the penthouse suite.Every single muscle in his broad back locked up against my chest. The thick, suffocating heat that had been wrapping around us just seconds ago instantly evaporated, replaced by a dark, deadly chill that made my skin prickle with cold sweat.“Harrison... what is it?” I whispered, my voice trembling as my hands clutched the torn front of his white shirt. My heart was hammering so hard against my ribs I could barely breathe. “What's wrong?”He didn't answer me right away. Instead, his large, calloused hand tightened around my hip, holding me pinned against the mahogany desk as a shield. Slowly, deliberately, he turned his head toward the dark corner of the master bedroom, right near the walk-in closet.I followed his gaze, my eyes straining against the shadows.There, hidden deep inside the sma

Chapter 50: The Poisonous Lie: A Mother’s Treachery

“Keep your head down and don't let go of my hand.”Harrison’s rough, commanding voice vibrated through the freezing darkness of the narrow emergency passage.His large, warm hand squeezed mine in an iron grip. The hidden service passage built into the core of the penthouse was pitch-black, smelling of cold concrete and heavy steel. Every step we took down the narrow metal staircase echoed softly, sending a chill right down my spine.My bare feet were freezing against the icy metal, but where my side pressed against Harrison’s broad body was burning up.“Where does this lead?” I whispered, holding my thin nightgown close to my chest as the cold draft fluttered the fabric.“Straight to the building's private lower garage,” Harrison growled, his storm-grey eyes scanning the dark shadows ahead as he held a small steel flashlight. “Damien locked the main penthouse doors thinking he had us trapped until eight in the morning. He wants the court observer to catch us together in my bedroom.”“

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