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Ruin Me, Gently

Isabelle couldn't stop drinking as the music pounded through the club. She was trying to drown out the image of her best friend, Aurora, who was pregnant with her fiancé's child, on what should have been Isabelle's engagement night. But fate had other plans. When an employee calls in sick, Isabelle volunteers to fill in, unaware she is about to walk straight into the arms of Don Miller-the club's most powerful and dangerous client. He was ruthless, commanding, and known for treating women as playthings. Don doesn't believe in love... until Isabelle. One glance, one reckless touch, and something shifts. She stirs a hunger in him he thought he'd buried forever. And when he learns what broke her, Don makes Isabelle an indecent offer: He promises to mend her shattered heart and destroy everyone who betrayed her-if she surrenders to him completely. Two broken souls. One dark deal. Isabelle is about to learn that submission might just be the sweetest form of revenge. What begins as a dangerous bargain soon spirals into something deeper, darker, and far more intoxicating than either expected. Maybe love isn't always gentle. Sometimes it's an obsession. Sometimes it's surrender. And sometimes... it's the most exquisite kind of ruin.
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Chapter 4

"Huh?!!!" I uttered with a hope that he would respond, but he said nothing. His eyes were glued to the door.

I tried to wriggle my hand from his hold, but that turned out to be making a fool of myself.

"My purse......!!!" Don ignored me and continued to drag me.

He opened the door and pulled me out along with him. I saw two hefty men in dark suits standing by the door. They instantly bowed to Don, who ignored them and made his way out of the club with me. He didn't stop until we came to a halt before a car.

I knew nothing about cars except how big they could be or how expensive they could look, but this toy was something that I had never seen before.

Don opened the front passenger seat and shoved me in it, slamming the door closed after. I stared furiously while in the car as he made his way to the other side. This wasn't even about me, but why the hell would someone slam the door of an expensive car over a common stranger?

Don finally got in, then began to buckle his seat belt.

I rolled my eyes at him, then turned my attention to the door beside me. I let out a hard groan as I tried pushing it open.

"Open the damn door!" I yelled, but he had already started the engine.

His hands were almost approaching the steering wheel when he took a glance at me. "Fix that, or you bear the consequences."

"I'm fixing no seat belt. Let me out of h......"

He drove off before I even completed my statement.

My eyes went wide. Even though I had been strong all night, my heart began to race, and this time around, it was with fear.

"Stop the car!"

Don ignored, refusing to tear his eyes away from the road.

What have you done, Isabelle? I mentally slapped myself in the face.

"Look, I'm going to scream if you don't stop the car right now!" I know this was probably not the wisest thing to say, but it was better than staying quiet.

The demon finally took a glance at me. "You thought I was joking when I said I was going to ruin you?"

I swallowed painfully, gently pressing my thighs together where I was seated. I had no idea what got to me even more. His words or the look in his eyes when he spoke.

'He says he's going to ruin you and you're getting excited?!' My subconscious lashed out at me.

Well, I did nothing on purpose. Or was the alcohol starting to kick in?

"So what are you? A kidnapper? Drug dealer?" I challenged. Could today be any worse? 

.......................

"Let go of me, you bastard!!!!!!" I said at the top of my voice, hitting Don on the chest as he carried me in a bridal style into the penthouse.

Hardly were we inside when he placed me on my feet and instantly pushed me against the wall. "You will remember this night for the rest of your life." 

"So this is what you do? Kidnap people and take advanta......."

With a rough, impatience motion, Don grabbed my dress by the neckline and ripped it apart.

My eyes went wide, but still I could hear both of our hearts racing in sync.

He unfastened my bra from the hook in the front and instantly grabbed my boobs with both hands.

I parted my lips to lash out at him, but my body betrayed me. Instead of words, a loud moan escaped me. And before I could scold myself for being shameless, Don took my left nipple in his mouth.

My eyes rolled as I tilted my head backwards. Why did my baby feel so damn good in his mouth?.

Don teased my nipple with his teeth. He sucked like a child who had been starved. While his mouth was pleasuring the left, his hand didn't let go of the right. He squeezed along and fondled the nipple. I never knew I could get this much pleasure from my boobies.

I bit my lower lip to stop the moans the moment he switched to the other boob and began to give it the same pleasure as the previous. It took all of me not to run my fingers through his hair for the well-deserved treatment he was giving my babies.

Don ran his tongue over my nipple, twerking it, while holding my gaze as his eyes filled with want mixed with dark desires. 

I pressed my thighs together to ease some tension.

I think Don felt that cos I felt his other hand creep towards my lower body. I swallowed painfully, knowing I was a mess down there already.

He placed soft kisses on my chest as he parted my legs. I fought to have it closed, but he won.

I had on a g-string, so he shifted my panties to my bikini line.

"Asshole!!!!" I cursed in my mind. The way his hand moved swiftly around my body... I'm probably the 700th woman he has had to undress. Shame on you, Isa........

My breath hitched the moment Don ran two fingers over my clit.

"I've never met one who wants me so badly, yet so stubborn!" He whispered in my ear. His voice was deep and thick, turning me on even more. I think this was the first full sentence he had said to me tonight.

I swallowed painfully. 

He parted my legs until they were hip stance apart. I felt my heart pounding really hard against my chest again.

I hissed the moment Don gently slapped the face of my pussy with his palm.

"So soft! You love my hands on you, don't you?" He whispered as I unconsciously girdled my pussy against his hand.

"Arch your back," He commanded, and I obeyed without thinking, arching against the wall.

I shut my eyes the moment he began to rub my clit in a circular motion. It felt so good that I didn't want him to stop. I was wet already, and that made the movements feel even better.

"Fuckkkk!" The word tore from my throat as two fingers slowly sank into me, inch by delicious inch.

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