《The Architect Of My Ruin》全部章節：第 41 章 - 第 50 章

Patrick let out a breathy chuckle, keeping his eyes locked onto hers."You're not just beautiful, El. You have this... alluring aura about you. The kind that makes men curious, makes them crave to know more about you. And in the process of trying to figure you out, it's terrifyingly easy for them to get hopelessly hooked."Elara’s eyes widened slightly, caught off guard by the depth in his voice."Seriously?" a breathless laugh escaping her lips."Yes, silly." Patrick said, his smile softening as his hand lingered on her arm for a second longer than necessary. "You're strong, resilient as fuck, and stubborn as hell."A smile finally settled on her weary face."Look, we need to figure out a way to get you out of his grip." his tone shifting into something far more serious. "And against a man like Killian Vane, it's going to be a dangerous game. How long until the financial restructuring is done and the company is back under the Pierce name?""About a week." she answered."Okay. Good. T

Killian gripped her hips and hoisted her up and Elara locked her legs tightly around his waist, clinging to him as he carried her away from the dresser. He crossed the room, following her down as he pressed her back into the bed. He hovered over her for a split second, his chest heaving, his eyes ablaze with an untamed, unrestrained lust. He didn't have the patience for buttons. His hands gripped the front of her shirt, and with one harsh yank, he tore the fabric open, fully exposing her flushed, heaving chest to his hungry burning gaze. "K... Killian..." her voice was a breathy, broken plea. He paused, bracing his weight above her. His eyes dragged over her flushed, shivering form. Seeing her like this, so completely undone, so desperately pliable beneath him, ignited something dangerously possessive in his blood. He wanted to devour her. He needed to be the only man to ever witness this beautiful, ruined expression on her face. She was his. Only his. Driven by that suffocat

Elara stole another sideways glance at Killian, her stomach tying itself into a painful knot. Still, nothing. His was completely relaxed..He sat perfectly still, one long leg crossed elegantly over the other, his eyes fixed straight ahead. He was calm. 'Too' calm.He hadn't uttered a single word to her since he stalked her out of the café and away from Alaric.Unable to bear the thick tension a second longer, she swallowed hard."Um... did Noah let you know about the files I sent over?" she asked, her voice sounding entirely too fragile."Yes." His voice was a flat "You did seamlessly well."Elara offered a strained smile and gave a stiff nod, retreating against the leather interior.The crushing quiet swallowed them whole once again, and she didn't dare speak another word.The moment the tires crunched against the driveway and the car halted, Elara got out from her seat, stepping out into the cool evening air.Killian followed, rising to his feetThey walked up the grand stone steps

A few hours later...Killian sat rigidly behind his massive office desk, trying to force his focus onto the open files in front of him.He picked up his pen to sign a contract, but his fingers felt strangely clumsy.A sudden tightness gripped his chest.He dropped the pen, his other hand flying up to loosen his silk tie. The air in the office suddenly felt unbearably thick. A strange, unnatural heat began to pool low in his stomach, quickly spreading like lava through his veins.His heart beating in a frantic, heavy rhythm.He stood up so fast his leather chair scraped against the floor.His assistant, who had been organizing documents nearby, flinched and took a nervous step back."Sir? Are you okay?"Killian couldn't answer. A tremor wracked his towering frame.His blood felt like it was boiling, his skin burning from the inside out. Out of nowhere, a blinding, desperate need to be touched washed over him, and not just any touch.His brain flashed to the image of Elara on their bed

Elara’s head threw back, a loud, shattered gasp leaving her lips. She felt every single inch of him stretching her tight, wet heat, filling her so deeply it stole all the oxygen from the room. Killian let out a groan. The friction, the tight grip of her pussy wrapping around his dick, it was pure, unadulterated agony and heaven all at once. He gripped her bare thighs, hauling her flush against him as he began to hammer into her, thrusting deeper and harder with every savage stroke. "Mhm... ahh... Ki-Killian!" she wailed blindly into the dark, her back arching to take all of him as he relentlessly pounded into her. Killian was visibly trembling. He stared down at her flushed, blindfolded face, his black eyes tracking every gasp, absorbing every filthy, beautiful moan she gave him. It only fueled the drug-induced fire. "Fuck, I can't get enough of you," he snarled, his voice thick with a dark, primal lust. "You absolute temptress." The relentless, brutal pace pushed Elara right bac