All Chapters of Ruined by Desire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The ocean sounded louder after midnight. Waves crashed softly against the private shoreline of Luca’s villa while a warm wind drifted through the open terrace doors carrying salt, jasmine and the lingering tension that had been building between them for weeks. Sienna was beginning to realize the problem wasn’t Luca Moretti kissing her. The problem was that every time he touched her, she forgot how to leave. The kiss on the terrace had already wrecked whatever remained of her common sense. Somewhere between his hands in her hair, him carefully removing his jacket from her shoulders and the sound he made against her mouth when she kissed him first, theatmosphere had shifted into something dangerous and impossible to ignore. Now they stood inside the villa again, slightly breathless beneath so

When the need for air forced Luca and Sienna apart, Luca scooped her up and carried her into the bedroom. The bed was ridiculously large and the windows offered a view over the ocean. But none of that was of any interest to either of them. Luca put Sienna down on the edge of the bed carefully and climbed on behind her. He slowly started to undo the halter neck strings of the champagne coloured gown that she was wearing and allowed gravity to do the rest, exposing her perfect tits covered by the sexiest little, white lace strapless bra. He settled his hands on her waist, giving Sienna time to stop what fairly obviously, inevitable. News flash, she didn't stop him. His hands slid slowly upward until he cupped her breasts, like he was still trying to convince himself she was real. They were a perfect handful each and he stroked her already pert nipples through the lace. Sie

Morning arrived slowly at the villa with soft sunlight spilling through the open glass walls in pale gold streaks while the ocean rolled quietly beyond the terrace below. Somewhere outside, waves finished lazily against the shore and warm sea air drifted through the bedroom carrying salt and jasmine inside with it. Sienna woke gradually. For one peaceful second, she forgot where she was. Then she became aware of warmth surrounding her. Strong arms. Bare skin. The steady rise and fall of someone breathing against the back of her shoulder. Luca. The realization hit all at once and her heartbeat immediately stumbled. She stayed still for a moment longer, tucked against his chest beneath white sheets while the memories of last night returned slowly and thoroughly enough to make heat crawl into her face. The terrace. H

Sienna realized she was in trouble three days after the villa. Not because Luca Moretti kept kissing her like he had something to prove to the gods themselves. Notbecause his hands had started finding her instinctively in crowded rooms or because she now sleptbetter tangled against his chest than she did alone. The problem was significantly worse. She had started missing him before he even left. “You look emotionally compromised,” Theo announced immediately. Sienna looked up from her coffee with deep suspicion. Theo dropped into the chair across from herinside Noir Magazine’s office lounge carrying iced coffee, two pastries and the smug energy of a manwho had correctly predicted someone else’s downfall. “I lo

The problem with almost saying I love you was that afterward, everything became terrifyingly real. Sienna spent the next forty-eight hours pretending she was handling this normally. She was not handling this normally.  “You’ve reorganized the same memory card case three times,” Theo observed from across the Noirphotography office.  “I’m working.”  “You alphabetized batteries.”  “That’s called professionalism.”  “That’s called emotional collapse.”  Sienna threw a lens cloth at his head. Theo caught it effortlessly while looking deeply pleased with