All Chapters of The Architect Of My Ruin: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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Chapter Sixty One.

The Next Morning...Elara let out a shuddering sigh, sinking even deeper into the scalding, rose scented water of the bathtub, completely exhausted.Every single muscle in her body ached with a deep soreness. She let her head rest against the edge of the tub."Good lord.." she murmured "He doesn't even know the meaning of the word 'break'. If this keeps up, I'm going to start believing the man is actually a feral wolf in heat."As her body finally began to relax in the suds, her racing thoughts drifted back to the chaos of yesterday afternoon.Her brow furrowed in deep concentration.Slowly, she raised her dripping arm from the water, her eyes locking onto the faint, purpling fingerprints still marring the skin of her wrist."So that was Sin... Killian’s brother." she whispered.."He looked to be right around my age....Sin Vane."It made perfect sense that she hadn't recognized him immediately.' Aside from the portraits locked away in Killian’s private study, the Vane sons rarely mad

Chapter Sixty Two.

A deep frown marred her face.. "Um... I really don't think that would be a good idea right–" "Please.." Alaric interrupted.. "Just a few minutes of your time. That is all I am asking." Elara bit down hard on her lower lip, then exhaled a sigh.. "Alright.." she finally said. "You can send me the address." "Thank you, Elara. Truly. I will see you soon." he said, hanging up before she could change her mind. The line went dead. Elara stared at the blank screen of her phone, a sinking feeling settling deep in her stomach. 'Alaric Kings..it's been so long.. I remembered saving from from few bullies. But, he has been trying to be friends with me despite the less signs I gave him..' she thought.. 'well, I'm glad he is doing better, he is even an investor in the Pierce company. Still confusing why he left high-school so soon. Although he is a weird kid back then.' She shook her head, trying to dislodge the creeping sense of dread. "It's just for a few minutes.." she mumbled, desperate

Chapter Sixty Three.

"I can give you a ride.." Alaric offered, as they both stepped out the restaurant.Elara immediately shook her head, taking a step back."You don't have to. I brought my own ride."Alaric smile, though disappointment flashed in his eyes."I'll see you soon, then."Elara managed a tight, strained smile and gave a small nod. She turned to leave, and Alaric began walking toward his own vehicle.But before either of them could take more than a few steps, a car rolled to a stop right at the curb.They both froze. The tinted rear door swung open, and Elara’s eyes widened as Killian stepped out onto the pavement.Alaric paused, a deep frown carving into his face.Killian didn't even acknowledge the other man at first.His dark gaze locked entirely onto Elara, sweeping over her from head to toe to ensure she was unharmed.Only then did his eyes shift lazily toward Alaric.He began walking toward them, and then, he did something that stunned Elara.He smiled.It wasn't a smirk. It was a breath

Chapter Sixty Four..

The Next Morning...Elara woke with a low miserable groan as harsh morning light filtered through the windows. The moment she tried to sit up, an aching stiffness rippled through her entire body, making her hiss through her teeth."I am actually going to die at this point..." she mumbled, every single muscle screaming in protest.She reached out instinctively to the other side of the bed, but her fingers encountered only cold, undisturbed sheets.Killian wasn't there.Squinting against the brightness, she turned her head to look at the glowing digital clock on the nightstand.10:15am"God, I slept that long?" she gasped, sinking instantly back onto the bed, completely drained of energy.A soft knocking echoed against the bedroom door."Mrs. Vane... may I come in?" Mrs. Wilson’s voice called out from the hallway.Elara groaned again, trying to carefully pull herself into a sitting position."We have done this so many times, and every single time I am left feeling like I was run over by

Chapter Sixty Five.

The Next Day..."Ah... now this is exactly why I always needed a daughter." Rosaline sighed in an unbothered bliss.She was stretched out elegantly on a lounger on the upper deck of the 'Sweetness' yatch, basking in the warm ocean breeze and the open water surrounding them.Elara walked over with a soft smile, carrying two crystal flutes and a chilled bottle of vintage champagne.She carefully placed them on the glass table between their chairs before sinking down into the lounger beside her mother-in-law.Rosaline gracefully pulled down her oversized designer sunglasses, letting them rest on the bridge of her nose as she eyed the champagne, and then Elara."It has been far too long since I spent my time like this," Rosaline murmured. She picked up a flute. "But, I suppose that is simply the reality of being a Vane."Elara’s smile faltered. She looked out at the rolling waves and nervously bit down on her lip, her fingers twisting together in her lap.Rosaline instantly caught the shi

Chapter Sixty Six.

7:45pm.‘But Killian... Killian has known you since way, way back.’The words rang through Elara’s mind on an endless loop. She stared blankly at the dining table, completely unseeing."How does Killian know me when I have absolutely no memory of him?" she mumbled under her breath, "Ugh, my head is literally pounding just trying to think this through–""Mrs. Vane?"Elara jolted, blinking rapidly as she was pulled back to reality.She looked up to see Mrs. Wilson standing beside the table, her usually face etched with concern."Are you quite alright, Madam? You looked as though you had completely zoned out.." she asked gently. "Is something bothering you?"Elara sighed.."I'm just exhausted. It's been a long day.""I can certainly tell.." Mrs. Wilson noted, gesturing delicately toward the table. "You haven't even touched your dinner."Elara looked down to realize her meal was completely untouched and getting cold."Also, your phone has been vibrating relentlessly.." Mrs. Wilson added s

Chapter Sixty Seven.

Elara descended the staircase casually, letting her eyes wander over to ensure the coast was clear.Reaching the bottom step, she paused, listening intently for the familiar sound of Mrs. Wilson’s shoes or the chatter of the maids.Nothing. The place was completely empty.Without missing a beat, she pivoted and slipped into the secluded side hallway.The moment she crossed the threshold, she gulped.The atmosphere shifted instantly, that exact same heavy, freezing chill wrapping around her, just as it had the first time.Suddenly, footsteps echoed off the floor ahead.Elara’s breath hitched in her throat. She froze, her heart beating.A young maid rounded the corner, carrying a stack of folded linens."Good midday, Madam.." the maid smiled politely, not questioning her presence in the slightest before continuing down the hall.Elara exhaled a shaky breath, clutching a hand to her racing chest."What on earth am I doing?" she whispered furiously to herself, lightly smacking her own for

Chapter Sixty Eight.

"Your father fucking stole from me, Elara. Over two years ago." he uttered. "I confronted him about it, and instead of begging for his life, the arrogant bastard actually threatened me. He threatened 'me' to my face.""W... what? S-stole?" Elara stammered, shaking her head. "No. No, my father would never do that. He–""Yes, he did." Killian sneered "He was drowning in fraudulent transactions. I stepped in when he came to me for help. I helped him clean up his mess, and when I asked for something in return, he flat-out refused. I went directly to his office." a twisted, haunted look on his face"And that was when I saw it. Your picture, sitting right there on his desk. My original plan was to use you as leverage. I was going to terrorize his precious only daughter just to teach him exactly who he was messing with. But... then I actually saw you." He breathlessly whisper. "And I couldn't do it. The plan... it completely vanished from my mind."Elara blinked in shock, as she listened."M

Chapter Sixty Nine.

"No!"Elara gasped shoving her hands against his chest to break the kiss and his intoxicating touch held over her.She slapped him.Killian didn't even flinch. His head snapped to the side from the force, but he didn't raise a hand to stop her.Slowly, he turned his head back to face her, his eyes pinned on her as his Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat."I... excuse me.." She breathlessly whisper.She cast one last, horrifying glance at the thousands of pictures staring back at her from the walls, a shudder wracking her entire body.Slipping past him, she ran as fast as her trembling legs could carry her, fleeing the hidden room.Killian stood still in the center of the room, his jaw clenching hard."She... she won't leave.." he rasped, his chest heaving, forcing the panic down."I... I will just give her time."Slowly, the desperation faded from his face, replaced once again by that twisted calmness.He turned to face the wall of photos. A chilling smile stretched across his lips."Yo

Chapter Seventy.

Elara walked through the door of her father's villa. Still angry.As she walked in, she nearly collided with Martha."Where is my dad?" Elara demanded."Oh! Um... Sir is still at the company." Martha replied nervously as she took in Elara’s pale face and erratic energy."Is there a problem, Ms. Elara? You look–"Elara didn't even let her finish. She turned and headed right back out the front door, slamming shut behind her.~♠︎~"Good afternoon, Ms. Elara.." the lead receptionist greeted politely as Elara walked through the lobby of Pierce Holdings.Elara didn't even glance in her direction. she walked straight past the front desk and headed directly for the elevators.The first receptionist blinked, leaning over her desk as the elevator doors slid shut."Is it just me, or does she seem... significantly colder than usual?""Well, she is married to Killian Vane now." the second receptionist whispered, giving a nonchalant shrug as she turned back to her computer monitor. "She practically

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