Falling For My Ruthless Savior Novels & Stories

And now, my dream husband, the man who stole my heart at a tender age, stood there, right next to me, his eyes locked onto hers, his gaze soft and delicate, and looking at the heartwarming scene, my heart twisted painfully. I had never seen him with such a relaxed expression, and certainly, I had never received such tenderness from him. It turned out, Chloe had not just taken the ring I had assumed was mine, she had started by capturing his heart first. .. And Marco? He had not just broken my heart, he had not just broken his promises, he had completely shattered my dignity, and as I stood there, countless eyes on me, sharpened by curiosity and pity, I didn't know how to lift my head up.

I froze, unsure how to respond. “No, don’t worry. I’m used to taking a taxi,” I managed to say, praying he wouldn’t press further. I hoped Leo wouldn’t show up and stop me. To my relief, the guard said nothing more. He simply stepped aside. I walked out of the towering building, a wave of relief crashing over me as I flagged down a taxi outside. Inside the car as it pulled away, I couldn’t stop replaying last night—how one touch had unraveled me entirely, how every vow I’d made never to give in to Leo, no matter what, had shattered the instant he looked at me with those intense eyes. Now I was fleeing from my own heart, because it betrayed me every time he was near.

Richard let out an exasperated sigh before stretching a hand at me. “ I am still pissed at you man, that I can strangle you right now, but I won't, I need you, and you need me. We both have to fight something, if not for anyone but for Reina. I have to do this. Let's do this to save Nina." I glanced at his outstretched hands for a while before clasping it and hugging his shoulder instead. “ For Nina, we will do this for Nina.”

Each drop splattered onto the ground, blooming like crimson flowers. “Kamrynn,” he rasped, his eyes locking onto mine. His gaze was no longer filled with cruelty, but with desperation. He reached out a trembling hand toward me, his fingers slick with blood. “You’re the only one who can save me.” I scrambled back, fear and revulsion battling within me. “Stay away,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “Please,” he pleaded, crawling toward me, his blood leaving a trail in his wake. “You’re my salvation.”

I looked River dead in the eyes then took out my phone. “Really?” I said, my voice full of challenge. I pressed play on my phone and showed everyone a video. Seeing it made both Jason and River’s faces turn completely pale. It was a video I’d gotten from my assistant showing the two of them partying with a group of escorts the night before—Jason dancing wildly, kneeling at someone’s feet like he’d lost control of himself. It looked a lot like a drug-induced hallucination. When the video ended, I put my phone away and turned my attention back to River. “My fiancé cheats and spends the night with whores, then dares to lecture me about morality? I don’t think so.”

Minutes turned into what felt like hours. The silence stretched. The weight built. And then— Her hand slipped. A glass vase hit the floor. Shattered. The sound echoed loudly through the empty wing. Too loud. Too final. Elena froze. Her chest rose and fell unevenly as she stared down at the broken pieces scattered at her feet. For a second, she just stood there. Then she let out a shaky breath. “Of course,” she whispered. Because this day wasn’t done with her yet. She crouched down, beginning to pick up the shards, her fingers trembling slightly now — not from fear, but from exhaustion finally catching up to her.

"That was a brilliant move on the cliffs, Ryker. Making her fall was a stroke of genius." "Otherwise, her instincts would have led her out of this forest long ago." A sharp voice echoed from the communication crystal. I knew that voice all too well. It was Selena, the impostor who had stolen my life, shamelessly claiming the honor that should have been mine for two decades. Her tone was triumphant as she applauded Ryker's methods. Ryker's voice was utterly cold, a stark contrast to the deep affection he faked for me during the day.

“And I’m not some fragile flower.” He pinned me with those stormy-grey eyes. “Yes, you are.” “Fuck you.” “You wish,” he shot back. I didn’t immediately respond. How had I forgotten what a total asshole he was in such a short time away? If I ever thought I could be with all three of these men and break their curse, I must have been delusional. My fevered mind had obviously been irrational. Maybe coming here was a mistake. Xavier cut through my thoughts. “How did you survive the fall?”

I instantly covered my mouth with my palm to stop myself from making a sound. My vision, already blurred through my cracked glasses, became worse as tears filled my eyes. I fell to my knees in front of the slightly opened door. I could feel bile rising in my throat, making my mouth taste bitter. I swallowed the sob that escaped from my pathetic, broken cry but I couldn’t stop watching. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the horrifying scene unfolding right in front of me. I watched as they reached their climax together, their cries filling the room like knives driving deeper into my chest. When it was over, Brayan collapsed beside her.

Not the type he gave me earlier but a different one…the very one he let out when my hand first touched his skin years ago. I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn't. The world was quickly slipping away and I fell. And if you think this would be one of those movies where the male lead would hold the girl and stop her from falling, you were wrong. Ravok let me fall. The beastly Alpha didn't even flinch as he watched me fall. And as everywhere started to turn black, I prayed to the moon goddess to touch his heart so he wouldn't leave me there.