Ruin Me Daddy Novels & Stories

Smiling. Relief crashed over me so hard my knees nearly buckled. Then fury followed, hot and blinding. I stormed forward and grabbed his shoulders. “You promised! You promised me you would stay in bed. Do you want me to lose you too? Is that what you want?” He pointed past me, deeper into the shadows. “Mommy… Daddy needs help. He’s hurt.” I shook him, tears burning hotter than the rain on my cheeks. “Stop it. Stop it right now. Your father is dead. He is not here. He is never coming back. You are breaking my heart every single time you say his name.”

Little did I know, he was Celine's uncle! The realization must have shown on my face, because Albert's expression twisted. He lashed out with a vicious kick to my stomach. "If it weren't for you, Celine would've married into money years ago! That department manager's position should've been mine!" His features contorted with rage as he stomped down hard on my already mangled hand. "This is all your fault! You ruined everything for me!" The pain was so blinding that I almost fainted. I heard the sharp crack of breaking bones. My heart seized with terror. My hands were the most precious thing I had.

Then he leaned down with his lips brushing my ear. “And tonight, I will make you cum so hard that you will forget your own name.” His words made my toe curl. Then he simply walked away without uttering another word, leaving me breathless and soaking wet, making me grip the table for balance. God, help me. I am damned to be ruined. ---

CHAPTER 1. Olivia ’S POV. I wish I had left my husband for death that night I met him,Maybe now I wouldn’t be standing here, watching and listening to his pathetic sorry ass fuck my best friend. ***** “Fuck yes, harder, daddy! Harder!” The voice resonated all through the hallway and I felt my heart immediately sink into my stomach the moment I opened the door. “Oh yes, your pussy is so fucking tight.” My eyes widened, my hands shook and I only stood impaled to the spot as the colors that had once filled my world suddenly disappeared.

“Daddy.” My voice shakes. “Yes, sweetheart?” “I hate her.” I don’t need to say her name. My father already knows. “That woman has ruined everything.” “Wendy—” “She has.” My throat tightens. “If she wasn’t there, he’d already be mine.” My father immediately softens. “I know.” “No.” Fresh tears spill down my cheeks. “You don’t.” My voice cracks. “Daddy, I’m trying so hard.” The panic in his voice appears instantly.

“Imagine everybody knowing your father is a murderer. You’ll shatter his dream of ever becoming a hockey coach. And how would you feel if your little sister found out? Sweet little May, who still loves her mother…” “Don’t bring my sister into this!” I yelled, yanking hard against the ropes, my voice cracking with fury. The thought of May — innocent, kind-hearted May who still missed our mom learning the truth made me feel sick. She’d never recover from that. Neither would Dad. Riven’s father just watched me, waiting. I knew he had me. The silence stretched until it felt like it would choke me. “Fine,” I finally forced out, the word tasting like ash. “I’ll do it. I’ll let your son go. I’ll… g

“Our secret, filthy little fucktoy. Sarah will never know how thoroughly her best friend got destroyed by her daddy and his friend.” I smiled weakly through the cum on my face, completely addicted. This was only the beginning of my primal ruin.

I pushed back instead greedy, desperate. “Ruin me, Daddy.” He thrust in hard, deep, all at once. I screamed again. And the night really began.

His expression‌ almost brok‍e apart seeing her cry. “I know things are messy right n⁠ow,”⁠ h‍e said quietly. “My father‍’s attacking us. Danie⁠l keeps pushing harder. The company’s becomi‍ng chaos.⁠” H‍e swall‌owed once. “But none of that changes t‍h‍e truth anymore.” Ava’s⁠ chest hu‍rt from how‌ ha⁠rd her heart was‍ beating.

I have trusted the wrong person, messed up with this world. I looked at my tableside where the picture of my mom and dad was kept. I took it in my hands and said-" I miss you mom, I miss you dad. I am sorry... I cannot be a good daughter... Everything here is falling apart and I don't know how to gather things to put up again. I wish you guys were here... to help me. I am falling, weak dad. I am not a good ruler as you were. " Tears started rolling from my eyes remembering the last days with each of them.