All Chapters of I Let His Daddy Ruin Me: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Celeste clung to Roth's arm as they left the restaurant, her perfume heavy in the night air, her laughter soft and effortless. He let her lean against him and lace her fingers through his, allowing the perfect image to unfold for anyone watching. To the outside world, they looked like a powerful couple completely at ease. Beneath that calm exterior, however, Roth's thoughts were elsewhere. Elena pressed against that wall replayed in his head like a fever dream, the way her breath had stuttered when he touched her throat, the way her thighs trembled when his hand slid under her dress. She had wanted him, always wanted him. That was what made it exquisite. Celeste mistook his silence for interest. She believed tonight had brought them closer, that arriving in her elegant red dress and sitting beside him at dinner had reminded him of what they once shared. She never realized she had become little more than a shield, someone who helped him hide the wild fire he carried for Elena Caldwell

Adrian pulled back just enough to study her face. His eyes searched hers with quiet concern, as though he could see she was carrying a burden she refused to share. "Come with me tonight," he said gently. "Let's have dinner. Just the two of us. No work, no wedding planning, no family. I think we need a break." Elena looked at him for a long moment. A few weeks ago, the idea of spending an evening alone with Adrian would have filled her with excitement. He was the man she was supposed to marry, the man who loved her with a patience she hadn't fully appreciated until she started losing herself. Lately, though, that sense of safety felt distant. Her thoughts kept drifting toward the one man she knew she should stay away from. He had turned every peaceful day into a restless night, leaving guilt and confusion in his wake. She hated herself for it. Even so, she managed a small smile and nodded. "Okay." The rest of the day slipped by. Meetings came and went, emails piled up, and reports

The Dimitri penthouse was quiet. A soft amber glow from the bedside lamp filled the bedroom, casting warm light across the room as Adrian leaned over Elena, his lips brushing hers in a slow, lingering kiss. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered against her lips. Elena's breath caught. She should have found comfort in that word. She should have felt safe in his arms. Instead, it settled heavily inside her, leaving her restless in a way she couldn't explain. The faint creak of a door broke the silence, and Elena's head turned instinctively toward the doorway. Roth Dimitri stood in the shadows, his presence filling the room without speaking a single word. His shirt collar was open, his sleeves rolled to his forearms, and his loosened tie made him look as though he had only just returned from a long day. Half his face remained hidden by darkness, but his eyes found hers immediately, unreadable, and impossible to ignore. Her heartbeat faltered as the world around her seemed to fade. Adrian

The masquerade was still alive with music and laughter, but Roth had no patience for velvet masks and shallow conversation. He’d already had his feast tonight—Elena’s body trembling on his fingers, her panties pocketed like a prize, and now his hunger was sharpened to something cruel. He needed release. Something raw and messy. And Celeste was waiting. She had slipped into his study willingly, her gown already half-undone, her mask tossed carelessly onto his desk. She leaned back against the polished wood, her lips swollen from his kisses, her breasts spilling free of satin. “Roth,” she whispered, spreading her thighs, baring herself to him. “Take me, please.” He tore at his clothes, undoing his trousers, freeing the thick length of his cock already straining and aching. His blood burned, his control frayed. And in his fist—Elena’s panties. He lifted the center part of the delicate lace to his nose, inhaling deep. The scent of her arousal hit him like a drug, dark and intoxicating.

Elena’s muffled whimper against Roth’s palm didn’t deter him. If anything, it spurred him further, his cock hard as steel seem to grow bigger inside her cunt, stretching her until she couldn’t breath, each thrust harder and deeper, hitting her womb. Her hips lifted against him automatically, trying to match his pace, but he pinned her firmly, letting her know she was entirely under his control. Her phone suddenly vibrated on the bedside table: Adrian. A second later, his voice drifted through the bedroom door. "Elena?" he called softly. "Are you awake?" The sound of his voice froze the blood in her veins. Roth’s eyes flicked to the door. He snarled low in his throat and slammed a hand over her mouth again, pushing the lace panties inside her mouth, silencing the frantic sound that threatened to escape. The moment only made him more animalistic. He thrived on the danger, on the sharp spike of adrenaline that coursed through him every time Adrian neared discovery. “Shh,” Roth hi