Rot & Ruin Movie Novels & Stories

She points toward the darkness behind us. “You know how to swim, right? Because eventually this channel leads straight into the sea.” “Depends on how hard someone's trying to kill me.” A faint smile touches her lips. “Good enough.” Then her expression hardens again. “The camera rotates every ten seconds. Count carefully.” Without waiting for my answer, she begins moving. I follow. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. The camera turns. We move. Again. And again. And again. Three cameras later, we reach what looks like the end of the tunnel.

“Everything you asked for.” “Perfect,” Dave said, keeping the files. “This will help a lot. With this information, I can destroy their key partnerships.” “How much longer until we can be together?” I asked. “Really together, I mean. Not just these secret meetings.” I despised sneaking around, lying, and meeting in deserted coffee shops in unfamiliar neighborhoods. I yearned to hold his hand openly, wake up beside him, and become his wife. “Soon,” Dave promised. “Once Richard’s company starts failing, once his reputation is destroyed, he’ll be vulnerable. That’s when we make our final move.”

Ru agreed, “but the last thing I said to her was awfully mean under the circumstances. Although, it was better than knocking her smart mouth across the desert.” It was Cutter’s turn to pucker his forehead in confusion. “What was the last thing you said to her?” he asked, steeling himself to hear some scandalous remark involving the death of his dear brother, though he couldn’t imagine Ru saying anything so insensitive. Ru’s disposition changed again. Her stare became sultry, and as the tip of her tongue slowly ran over her bottom lip, he felt a tightening in his abdomen. In a husky whisper, Ru replied, “I told her I was going to ruin… you.”

It was messy and real, all the tension and confusion and wanting that had been building since that plane ride. When we finally broke apart, I was breathless. My fingers were still tangled in his hair. His forehead rested against mine, both of us trying to steady ourselves. “Guess I ruined your calm,” I whispered, my voice shaking slightly. He smiled then, slow, dangerous, and beautiful. “No,” he said. “You just made it real because I'm going to fuck you now.”