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Losing the Vespera project was already a disaster, but the scandal I exposed about Alan cheating on me with Larissa, made everything even worse. His company's reputation tanked, and his own name became poison in the industry. Nobody dared work with him anymore. At first, Larissa still had some fire left in her. She worked overtime, trying to write proposals while secretly stalking my progress overseas. But the better my career became, the worse her jealousy grew. By the third month, when Holt Enterprise couldn't even afford payroll and was patching financial holes by borrowing everywhere, she finally exploded.

I roared inside my mind. But how had I missed it? His arms were massive columns of solid muscle, veins branching like rivers beneath sun-hardened skin. Dark tattoos began at his fists and climbed his arms until they vanished beneath his leather armor, reappearing on his neck as obsidian runes that seemed to pulse with every breath he took. He was the living image of a god of war and ruin.

He said, grabbing the two bundles of cash I threw on his table and counting them. I didn't spare him a second. I grabbed the bag and made my way out, grabbing a full bottle of alcohol from the shelf towards the door. I heard him chuckle from behind me. “See you again soon my boy,” there was a teasing edge to his voice but I didn't give two fucks. I got to a secluded corner and ripped off the seal from the bag and poured some of the substance on the back of my thumb and inhaled. This was heaven. I leaned back against the wall with my head thrown back, relishing in this heavenly bliss. Pure bliss.

I tear myself away from Darian and when he tries to grasp me again, I scream. Heat bursts outward violently, erupting from my body in a surge I cannot control. Flames explode into the air, slamming into everything around us. Students are thrown back, their bodies hitting the ground as the force of it ripples through the field. The air warps with intensity, and for a brief moment, everything descends into chaos. Hot fear ravaged my body. I finally see Xaden through the smoke. I’m coughing relentlessly, now fallen on the floor. I feel… exhausted and drained. This power didn’t surge for me- I’m very sure. It was all Xaden’s. He’s cursed. I’m just human.

she gasped. "Someone needs to. You clearly make terrible decisions." I pulled back slowly, then thrust forward again. "For example: sabotaging a Don's shipment. That's very stupid." "Worth it—fuck—worth it to see you lose—" "You haven't seen me lose yet." I set a steady rhythm, deep and hard. "But you will. And when I'm ruined, I'm dragging you down with me." She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper even as she glared at me.

I gripped the railing until the metal bit my palms. “I don’t regret saving my own life. But goddess help me, I miss you.” A cracked laugh escaped. “I miss the way you looked at me like I was the only war you ever wanted to lose. I miss the way you fucked me like hating me was the same as worshipping me. I have dreams—wet, filthy dreams—where you pin me down and ruin me exactly how I beg you to. I wake up soaked and aching and he’s breathing next to me and I want to scream.” Tears froze on my lashes.

Veeraj was worth it. Even if he destroyed me. END OF CHAPTER 26

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 61: Unholy Addiction “Oh my God…” she cries out, her voice loud, raw, and soaked in overwhelming pleasure. Moans spill from her lips like confessions—explicit, fevered, and uncontrollable. Lust, dark and consuming, pervades every inch of her senses, stealing her breath and reason.

“I am the Queen of Ruin.” Rafik’s gentle hands elegantly pleased Tessa’s breasts when he left her throat. “Yes. My Queen. I would see that you are the greatest destroyer ever breathed into being. I want to watch you burn the whole world and bask in the warmth of its flames. Just take me with you, Rohi.” Smashing her lips into his, Tessa released him from the depths of her endlessly hungry body as she lifted herself from the bed. “I’ll be right back.” Slipping her silk nightgown over her body, Rafik turned to watch while he continued to pant in recovery.