Ruin Me Gently Novels & Stories

The bullet had only grazed my side, but it burned like hellfire as we stumbled into the abandoned warehouse on the edge of the docks. Rain hammered the corrugated roof above us, drowning out the distant sirens. Kai Voss — The Ghost — kicked the rusted door shut behind us, his black shirt soaked with rain and someone else’s blood. “Fuck, Raven,” he growled, voice rough as gravel. “You took that shot for me.” I leaned against a stack of crates, pressing my hand to the shallow wound on my left ribs. Blood seeped warm between my fingers. “Don’t flatter yourself. I need you alive for the payout.”

The fact that my body was burning with excitement from his promise, the fact that my core throbbed when he promised to fuck me terrified me more than anything else. " I intend to ruin you, Lara, silently. " He added, as he squeezed my breasts, harder, and jolts of pleasure and excitement shot through me in currents. " Because after four years, I am back in your life, Lara." " And I plan to ruin you quietly, right under his nose." " You have to promise me something, though " It was almost like a request, and before my mind could register, I was already nodding my head. " You have to promise me that you won't make any noise. "

They both look like lovebirds as they were almost kissing in the picture. The moment I saw the picture, every memory of Ray flashed through my brain. I lost concentration as my body became stiff like a statue, staring into space. “What are you doing?” a sharp unfamiliar voice resonated from the doorway. I turned hurriedly towards the direction of the voice, but my silly and clumsy self mistakenly made me flip the frame from the stand, and before I could catch it, it landed on the hard floor, breaking into pieces I couldn’t fix together. “No, no,” I cried, gathering all the broken glass together. The sharp piece pierced my pinky finger, making me flinch in pain.

His forehead pressed between my shoulder blades and his arms wrapped around my waist from behind while his cock softened slowly inside me. His release started leaking out around him, sliding warm and wet down the inside of my thigh, and the feeling of it mixed with my own arousal dripping between my legs while he held me was filthy and intimate in a way that made my throat tight. "That was Ruin," he said finally, his voice raw and quiet against my back. "That's what I've been fighting." "Don't fight it." I turned in his arms and his mouth found mine, soft now, the opposite of everything that had just happened. I tasted sweat on his lips and the faint copper where mine had split from how hard

The scent of cold night air mixed with shattered glass and gunpowder. “You came a long way for a light show,” Ruin said into the darkness. The voice answered calmly. “You always pretend you are not afraid.” “I am not,” Ruin replied. “You should be.” The laser dot shifted from my chest to Ruin’s shoulder. My stomach tightened. “You want me,” Ruin continued. “Take the shot.” “I do not want you dead,” the voice said. “I want you helpless.” Ruin’s grip on me tightened slightly. “You misunderstand something,” Ruin said. “I do not break.”

I whispered under my breath, closing my eyes and imagining the feeling—but with Sebastian being the one down there. Ugh. I was getting so turned on, drifting into another realm of pleasure as I imagined it, that I didn't even realize when— CRACK The glass jug slipped from my hand. Oh no. I immediately opened my eyes—neglecting my already soaked panties—and my gaze darted to the floor. My knees hit the ground as I scrambled to gather the shattered pieces. Just as I tried to scoop them up in a hurry, a sharp shard sliced into my skin. "Ouch," I muttered under my breath, raising the cut finger to my mouth to soothe the sting with my saliva.

the manager added with a dismissive wave, turning his back on me and walking away into the darkness. I stood completely alone in the cold, damp hallway. The distant hum of the crowd above was fading out, replaced by the crushing weight of reality crashing back down on my shoulders. I leaned my head back against the cold brick wall, closing my eyes beneath my mask as tears of sheer exhaustion and frustration threatened to spill over my lashes. My body was battered, my ribs still throbbed with a dull, echoing ache from the match, and half of the money I had nearly died for had just been stolen right out of my hands.

“I’ll burn everything you own. Come back to me or I swear I’ll find you and make you regret it.” My hands started shaking so badly that I almost dropped the phone. Rian’s eyes narrowed. “What is it?” “N—Nothing,” I stuttered. I deleted the video and blocked the number. “Just spam.” He didn’t believe me. I could see it in his face, that cold, knowing look that made my skin crawl. “Give me the phone,” he said quietly, holding out his hand. I clutched it tighter against my chest. “No.” Rian stepped closer. His hand moved fast, wrapping around my wrist, not hard enough to hurt but firm enough that I couldn’t pull away. He pried the phone from my fingers with surprising gentleness.

I was soaking in the shower I didn't realize I was in tears. Where are my mother and me? Are they okay and eating well! "I whispered. Why is my destiny so bitter? Everything I love is gone, is there something missing or wrong with me." I'm a good performer in bed. "I whispered laughing. I soaked in the shower for a few more hours before I thought of stopping. I took a towel and a fine apron on the lower part of my body, I glanced in the mirror I'm still handsome, but why am I left alone. Is that so? I'm a boring partner haixt!

And now he is gone. I sigh, pressing two fingers against my temple, trying to stop the burn building behind my eyes. “Alright,” I mutter. “Send me everything by morning. I’ll call you once I’ve looked at it.” Andy’s voice is gentle now. “Okay, Boss.” We hang up. I stand in the quiet wine hallway, cold despite the heat of the evening. So Raven Co. and Mathieu are deciding to be partners? But those bastards… they set him up.