All Chapters of Ruined by her uncle: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Edna’s voice was barely air. “Why didn’t you ever say anything?” Damien chuckled, humorless. “And burst your bubble? Make you self conscious about your little secret? No. Besides, I respect a good hustle and you seemed like a good person in search of a second chance. That man loved you. At least according to everyone who knew you both. They called you the power couple. Your mother—she’s still alive, by the way—said she was so happy the two of you had found each other. She still doesn’t understand the murder-suicide, and why you chose it. But your sister, though… your sister despised you. She said you aborted the baby first, then killed Accardi, then yourself. But she didn’t believe you’d do that to yourself. And there’s the fact that every single money in Accardi’s bank accounts was missing. People blamed it on his gambling but your sister knew better. Everyone called her bitter and jealous. But she had it right. You married a wealthy, famous man who was obsessed with you so you coul

Edna scoffed. “Of course you did.” Damien finally raised his head. The look he gave her was flat and cold. “It goes both ways.” He turned the laptop toward her. An email sat open with a digital document attached. “Sign it. Both names. Edna Luster and Carmela Greco Accardi.” Her face drained of color for a second, then she forced a brittle smile and leaned forward. She scrolled through the clauses. The language was precise. She was forbidden from ever speaking, writing, or implying anything about the nature of Damien’s relationship with Lily. In return, Damien and every person acting on his behalf were forbidden from disclosing anything about her past identity, the murder of Bernard Accardi, or the faked death. She cared only about the second half. She signed with a digital flourish under both names, then sat back. Damien opened a drawer, and tore a check from a private book. He wrote a number large enough to make her eyebrows lift despite herself. He slid it across the desk

After dinner Dax retreated to the guest bedroom. Lily waited until everyone was in their rooms. She slipped into a cashmere dressing gown over black lingerie that said she was ready.She knocked on Dax’s door.He opened the door. “Hey.”“Hi.” She was silent for a beat. “Can I… spend the night?”He smiled. “Of course.”He turned to grab his phone from the nightstand, typing something quick. When he looked up again the dressing gown was pooled at her feet. She stood in nothing but the lace.His eyebrows lifted. A wide smile broke across his face.“Finally.”Lily giggled, the sound a little shaky. She walked toward him. He met her halfway, sliding his hands around the bare skin of her waist.“I’ve been waiting for this moment my whole life,” he murmured.He kissed her slowly, passionately as he explored. He tasted like the mint he always chewed after dinner. She tried not to compare. Tried not to remember the way Damien’s mouth claimed hers like he was starving.He led her to the bed. Th

She had been avoiding Damien’s intense gaze the entire night. She could feel it burning holes through her from her peripheral vision. It was unrelenting. Every time she moved in her seat the friction of her thighs made her more aware of how wet she was. Just from him looking at her. Just from his attention after weeks of nothing.Liam glanced at her. “So how far along are you right about now?”Lily cleared her throat. Her eyes flickered to Damien for the briefest second. It was so fast he almost thought he imagined it. She answered, “Four weeks. Approximately.”That little flicker made Damien sit upright. Suspicion cut through him suddenly. She was lying. She’d been avoiding him the whole night, never once meeting his eyes properly. The hope that bloomed in his chest was overwhelming. Maybe the baby was his. God he hoped it was his.He thought about it all night and didn’t get a single hour of sleep. By morning he had decided what to do.

That evening Damien was in the home gym, pushing through sets until his muscles burned. He was trying to work the memory of his little vixen out of his system. Dax was out of town again with Lucien and Liam on business.His butler appeared in the doorway.“Sir. Your niece has arrived.”Damien dropped the weights instantly. He hadn’t been expecting her. He wiped his face with a towel and headed for the living room hoping to find her. She wasn’t there. He proceeded to the kitchen. Empty. He checked the guest rooms, calling out her name. Nothing. Then he proceeded to study, the library, the game room. Still nothing.He found her in his bedroom.Lily was naked on his bed, legs spread wide with her knees bent. The soft pink of her cunt was fully open and glistening. Her red hair spilled across his pillows. She looked up when he stepped inside and smiled.“Hi.”Damien didn’t answer. The sight of her like that, completely bare