All Chapters of The Architect Of My Ruin: Chapter 101 - Chapter 107

"Okay... this is bad. This is really bad." Patrick’s strained voice echoed through the speaker. "Look, Elara, you know how much I loathe Killian Vane, but you need to tell him what’s going on. Or at least the ex mafia boss himself."Elara let out a sigh, rubbing her throbbing temples with her free hand."Did you not hear a single word I just said? Cassius isn't bluffing, Pat. He isn't playing by normal rules–""And you can't fight this fight alone!" Patrick cut in fiercely. "I can move legal mountains behind the scenes to lock down that land Sterling is trying to seize from your mother's hometown, but Cassius Blackwood is pure venom, babes. He's lethal.""I am not divorcing Killian, Pat.." Elara said sternly.."Honestly? I'd throw a party if you did–""Patrick!" she sternly warned under the tension."What?!" Patrick sighed, the sarcastic edge deflating into frustration. "I'm still allowed to be pissed off that the bastard stripped away years of our friendship the second he put that ri

Two days went by.."This still makes no sense to me!" Rosaline cried out, her heels clicking aggressively as she paced back and forth. "How could Elara make a choice like this on her own? Stepping directly into the firing line without telling a single soul?"Around the room, the rest of the Vanes sat in silence. In the center of it all, Killian sat draped over a armchair.He looked completely still, that keeping everyone in the room on edge.His gaze was locked onto the doorway, waiting."Mom... breathe.." Sin said, leaning back against the mantle with a grave expression. "She went into Cassius’s territory alone. Who knows what kind of sick leverage he held over her head?"Rosaline let out a shaky breath, finally collapsing onto the sofa beside her husband, immediately wrapped a arm around her shoulders, gently rubbing her back to soothe her tremors, though his eyes remained fixed on his eldest son.He knew Killian was a ticking time bomb waiting for the slightest trigger."Look, she

At the Vane Enterprise..Courtney walked down the hallway, a stack of leather-bound files clutched tightly against her ribs and her phone pressed to her ear.Her stilettos clicked hard against the floor."...Listen, I don't know that yet.. no news yet.." Courtney hissed quietly into the receiver. "I haven't seen her step onto the floor. And you had better keep your end of the damn deal, or we’re both finished. I will inform you the second–"Courtney slammed straight into a soft shoulder, nearly dropping the folders onto the floor. She reeled back, her face instantly twisting as she glared at the stranger."Are you fucking blind or what?!" Courtney sneered.."I am so sorry about that.." a soft voice replied quickly. "I was just looking for–""Ugh, insufferable low-class trash.." Courtney scoffed, rolling her eyes in disgust.The young woman’s brows furrowed, irritation breaking through her calm face. 'I said I was sorry.' she thought. 'Was coming here on an email invite even a good id