All Chapters of Theirs To Ruin (Short Story): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ALESSANDRO’s POVWhat the fuck?!Who the fuck says they don’t care if their daughter is dead or alive?My brow furrowed, a cold crease forming between my eyes as the dial tone echoed through the speaker.Click.The bastard actually hung up.My eyes flashed instantly to Isabella. She sat still on the bed, her back hunched in defiance.I’d have expected her to wail, throw tantrums or even cry about the fact that her father just said he didn’t care about her and that she was going to die at our hands.Instead…her face was a mask of indifference.She looked unbothered… bored.Except…i could see through the cracks. Her bound fingers were curled into fists so tight her knuckles were stark white, her short nails biting hard into her own palms. The silent tremor betrayed her. Her father giving her up bothered her deeply no matter how high she raised her chin up and tried to act unbothered. My jaws ticked. ‘’Untie her.’’ I muttered quietly to Domenico.My brother gave me a swift, question

DOMENICO’s POVI bit back the urge to moan.My groin aches intensely in my pant, throbbing painfully as my fingers slipping along the smooth, sensitive expanse of her inner thigh.She shivered, goosebump breaking across her skin as my palm slowly slid away from her inner thigh to cup the firm curve of her bare buttocks.Fuck!This was pure torture. Her skin was electric, hot, and betraying every fierce curse that had just spat from her mouth. Beneath my dark trousers, my dick was stretched so rigid it felt like steel. I wanted to tear off that pathetic excuse of a skit, push her legs apart right there on Sandro’s desk, and take what was driving us both insane.I didn't want to stop.But across the desk, Sandro’s eyes met mine and he corked me a wink.A signal that meant it was time to stop. I sucked in a harsh breath, winding my hand up to deliver a sudden, stinging spank to her backside.She gasped, her buttock arching backwards as she let out a loud moan.“That will be all.’’ My

DOMENICO’s POV My nails dug into the flesh of her waist as I growled, slamming into her with relentless thrusts.She let out a ragged, shattered gasp, her hands gripping the silk sheets as her back arched violently under me. My breath hung in my throat as the tightened of her heat clamped down on me like a vice. My pace increased, my hips slamming against her bare back with a rhythm that echoed in the room. Alessandro hovered near her head, his fingers threaded through her dark hair, pulling her face up so he could capture her mouth in a deep, filthy kiss every time I drove into her core.She was unravelling, sobbing out disjointed praises and breathless pleas as my strokes hit that exact sweet spot deep inside her.When her inner walls began to convulse violently around me in a crushing climax, I growled, holding her pinned flush against my chest as I spilled deep inside her wet core. ‘’Oh God…’’ She murmured under her breath, her voice a breathless whisper as she made to collap

ALESSANDRO’s POVMy hand tightened into fist by my side till my knuckles turned white.‘’Bella…I swear to God I’ll kill—‘’The sound of her soft breathing stopped my words in my throat.‘’She’s asleep.’’ Dom muttered, a smile corking across his lips.I’d never seen him look so….happy.‘’We’ll kill Vittorio. Together.’’ He muttered, his eyes dilating as darkness lace in them. My jaws ticked.Vittorio Conti was a dead man walking. For every cold word he had spat about his own daughter, for every lock he had turned on her in the dark, I was going to strip his empire down to ash and make him beg on his knees for death long before I granted it to him.‘’She’s beautiful.’’ Dom’s word cut through my thoughts. He reached across the bed, his hand brushing a stray lock of hair from her flushed cheek. ‘’She is.’’ I murmured under my breath, reaching to stroke her damp skin until her body completely relaxed.Suddenly, a quiet knock echoed at the bedroom door.The door opened an inch, and the l

AUTHOR’s POVShortly after their conversation with Isabella, Alessandro and Domenico got rid of their thoughts of bringing Vittorio Conti to his knees permanently.‘’If Isabella wants him ruined, then we would ruin him.’’ Domenico said with tightened fists, his strides long as him and Alessandro exited the villa and slipped into one of their luxurious cars.Alessandro took the wheel, his hand tightening around it as he sped up to Vittorio’s hideout.For a mafia wannabe, Vittorio wasn’t good at playing hide and seek.They barged into his villa built on the money owed to them and silenced the security details with a blow to the jaw.Immediately Vittorio Conti saw the scene from above the glass window of his room, his eyes widened and panick set in.His body trembled as he reached for his closet and tossed out a bag. Before moving to grab document, jewelries and money from his drawer and into the bag.The slut he had booked for the night looked confused as she ran up to meet him. ‘’What