Ruin Me Daddy Novels & Stories

Ruin Me, Enemy Daddy is dark, heavy and filled with surprises. Please read the following carefully. - Strong language - Explicit sexual content - Violence and graphic scenes - Murder and assassination - Torture - Emotional abuse and manipulation - Coercion and obsessive behavior - Moral ambiguity - Betrayal - Forced proximity and captivity - Death of loved ones This is a dark mafia romance. The love here is complicated and it is costly. The characters are flawed in ways that will frustrate you, unsettle you, and at certain points make you question everything you thought you wanted from a love story. That is intentional and frankly the point.

“They are mobilizing.” “Yes,” my father replied. I felt dizzy.“This is not just about me,” I said. “No,” my father agreed. “But you are the catalyst.” Silence settled heavily over us. Ruin looked at me.“They forced my hand,” he said. “They forced both of yours,” my father corrected. Ruin’s gaze sharpened.“You expect me to trust you with her safety.” “I expect you to consider that you are not the only one who would bleed for her,” my father replied. The words hung between them like drawn blades, I felt torn between fury and something dangerously close to relief.

I nodded and hurried to where he told me to hide. A moment later, my father opened the door and stepped inside. “Hope I didn’t keep you waiting, Kaiden.” Kaiden answered with light sarcasm. “No, Eduardo. You didn’t. But I do have a small problem.” “What is it?” “I spilled soju on myself. My clothes are soaked. I’ll need to borrow something to wear.” “Ah, I understand. Come on, I’ll give you something.” My father walked toward his room. Kaiden didn’t move until Dad was gone.

“I’m fine… I mean we’re okay. I'm taking some meds before I lie down.” The turning of the doorknob stopped, then I heard an okay and footsteps descending the stairs. Relief flooded over me. That was a close one. “You seem to have gotten better at lying,” he said into my ear as I twisted and turned to get out of the cage he had me in between his body and the wall. “Being sorry doesn't erase the past Miyara. The scars will always be there no matter how many times you apologize.” A humorless laugh left his lips. “You think you’re perfect? The perfect daughter? Wait until your daddy finds out just how filthy his little princess can be.”

"That's why you weren't able to see through the heartlessness of men in this world." I stared at the ceiling of the helicopter with an empty look in my eye. It took a while before they focused once more. The soft, tender look in my eyes was replaced by a deep hatred. "Dad." I held my father's hands as my nails dug deep into his palms. "I want to personally take my revenge on them." My father looked at me with slight pride and heartache. He nodded as he leaned down to kiss me on the forehead. "Your wish is my command, my Principessa."

Veronica Ruin my pussy? Why the hell do those words sound so fucking hot? They set my body on fire and leave me totally fucked. “Okay, daddy…ruin me please.” I can't believe I'm begging my best friend's father to ruin me. Yet with the way he’s looking at me right now, like he’s trying hard to restrain himself, something shatters inside me. Justin finally moves. I watch him with my hand clenched tightly beside me, my breath thundering in my chest.

I stopped walking and listened carefully, holding my breath. "Cindy must never know the truth," my father said again, his voice tight with worry. Elena sighed heavily. "I have hidden it for twenty years, Victor. We cannot let it come out now, not after everything we've built." My grip tightened around the glass in my hand without me even noticing, until it cracked and shattered against the floor. Small pieces scattered across the tiles. A few drops of blood appeared on my palm, but I did not feel any pain at all.

I'm just worried about you Me: I'm fine dad Dad: I want you to look your best, I want to find my daughter, the one who was bubbly and happy Me: let me, mom and you, do the things on my own and you will see that I will be your daughter again Dad: you still have to be careful Me: the disease is gone daddy I'm better He put his hand on mine then squeezes it tight Dad: I don't know if I'll have the strength to live if I lose you.

I continued, stepping closer, "know that it can get worse. And it will if you don’t start talking. Now." For the first time, I watched my father crumble. The rigid, proud man he had once been fractured before my eyes. He sank into his chair, as though the weight of my words had crushed him. "So it was Ryuu who poisoned your mind," he muttered, bitterness coating every syllable. "Of course. He won’t be satisfied until he’s ruined everything I built. Now he wants to take you from me too." A sharp, humorless laugh escaped me. The idea that he still thought he had any claim over me was almost pathetic.

That seemed like a damn good idea right now. “Maybe you come now.” Ruins voice had dipped, the carefree man was gone, his eyes darkened. “Cutter can follow us in his car.” His blue eyes swept over my father. “You sober old man?” A curt nod. “No.” My voice was shaking. My eyes darting to the shining chrome of Ruin's bike like it might come alive and try to bite me. “Forgotten how to ride princess?” One dark eyebrow arched and I wanted nothing better than to wipe his smug smile off his face with my closed fist.