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His To Ruin The Inevitable
LeonardoAfter the explosion It’s not very often that people surprise me.I expect the worst from everyone, even myself. Especially myself. But when that voice registers through the fog of agony clouding my head, all I can feel is astonishment and the cold press of metal in the back of my skull. “Glad you could figure that out, Roman Williams. Now let’s see those hands, otherwise, this single bullet will find its way in both of your fucking heads.” The exact feeling is reflected on Roman’s face as his features slacken and his eyes widen, his voice saturated with utter bewilderment as he mouths, “You?” “Yes. Me.” The bastard answersMother… fucker. "Who are you?" Roman asks."Well, Roman both of you know me as, The Professor. But L- X here, knows me as something different. Am I wrong, Leonardo?." I scowl and he chuckles.My mind races, circulating through each encounter with him and trying to figure out how the fuck I missed this—missed him always being a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
His To Ruin Father and Son Bonding
Leonardo “So,” I start, grunting when a particularly painful twinge flares in my back. “Grandfather was never your abuser, was he?” I ask my father. He titters. “Oh, he was. He just didn’t know what it meant for him every time he laid his hands on me. The idiot never did figure out I was the one pulling all the strings. He was too stupid.” before I was taken by B-20 my father took over the mafia and was in charge after his father, my grandfather. One day, after an argument with his father. He got drunk and I remember him telling me that one day everything would change. That he had made a lot of plans with his friends and those plans were going to change the world. "We're going to mold the first set of perfect, obedient soldiers, Leonardo." He slurs and laughs. "You'll see." He circles me, the gun still pointed at my head while his lips pull into a snarl.“That’s the best thing about your grandfather. He was all so far up his ass, he never thought it could be a weak, quiet, Al
His To Ruin The Escape
Leonardo It's been two weeks since Alessandro captured me. One week since he let Roman go. Two weeks since I've seen Nova. Two weeks since I've watched her sleep, felt her, smelled her. I hated it.Alessandro looks over his shoulder, and I notice a man approaching with a deep hood over his head. I can only tell his gender because he’s built like an upside-down Eiffel Tower. Massive, broad shoulders stretched the robe, the seams nearly bursting, and then dramatically tapering down into chicken legs. Dickhead skipped leg days so often that he can’t even see them anymore because they were so skinny. “Car is ready,” he announces, his voice deeper than the Mariana Trench. Alessandro faces me, lowering his gun as the man raises, and flicks his pointer finger up and down. “Up,” he snaps, his tone sharp. “Now.” Blowing out a steady breath, I force myself to move, gritting my teeth from the aches in my body. Grunting, I stand fully and train my glare on the black-headed sn
His To Ruin The Reunion
T:W!Nova Something moves between my legs and I mumble a whine.It thickens and I startle awake. At first, I’m disoriented, my mind foggy with sleep and my response slower than a vintage train.But I don’t get to react.A shadow looms over me, large and threatening. He pulls my legs apart with a strong hand and I open my mouth to shriek, but he slams a palm over it.Terror courses through me and I begin to hyperventilate. My heart thunders to life with frightening intensity.I scream, but the only sound that comes out is a haunted muffled noise.He expertly removes my knickers and I try kicking my legs, but he slaps them, forcing me to remain in place. His finger traces my folds and I close my eyes with shame.“Did you miss me, baby? Mmm. I knew you’d be soaking wet, baby. Were you fantasizing about how I’d come through your window one day and take this fucking cunt?"I shake my head, but I can hardly move it due to his brute strength. God, I can’t believe I’m being turned on by
His To Ruin Saving Him
Nova Grandpa Joseph once told me there will be times when I’ll feel so trapped that a way out seems impossible.I’ll be suffocated.I’ll feel so out of my element as if all the walls are closing in on my heart.He said that if I felt that way, the key is to stay calm, to not let fear seep in.A disaster might or might not kill you, Nova. But being terrified of it would definitely finish you.I wish I had enough access to my brain so I could use it to put Grandpa’s words into perspective.He gave the best advice. I used to wonder if he was really Dad's biological parent. I glare at Leo who has made it his mission to sit on the chair opposite me and watch me like a creep. "Can I at least put my clothes back on?" I ask again, third time's a charm they say."My answer is still the same. No.""Why?" I was beginning to get agitated."I love looking at you." His tone drops a notch, "I love knowing how much I've ruined you. Fuck, I can still see the image of your blood dripping down my
His To Ruin Get well Soon
Leonardo I open my eyes slowly as I force them to adjust to the bright light above me. Where the fuck am I? I look around the huge, black-painted room, as the smell of hospital supplies fills my nose. My eyes adjust to the light and there's raging pain all over my body, especially around my abdomen. I turn to the couch and there she is. Nova is curled up uncomfortably on the couch. Her knees are up to her chest and she's covered with what looks like a jacket.My jacket.I finally put the pieces together after seeing from days before flash in my head.How Calvin and I were saved by one of my men Matteo. I remember telling them to drop me off at her house despite their advice to go to the hospital instead. I did not care I had to see her, feel her, taste her. It has been two weeks, I could not wait one more night. I remember the look on her face as she slept. I had watched her for a few minutes before I went into the room. When I finally tasted her she tasted exquisite. The wa
His To Ruin Knowing Him
Nova He fucked me with a knife and I liked it.My fingers ghost over my lips and touch them tentatively. A zap slashes through my body, and usually, I’d drop my hand as if I’d been caught stealing from a biscuit jar.Now, I don’t.This time, I close my eyes and picture his lips, unapologetic and controlling. I had no choice but to let him ravage, suck, lick.It was a stolen moment that I couldn’t have put an end to.I hate myself for reliving it over and over again. For picturing his big hand around my waist and the other trapping my cheek.For still having the distinctive feeling of his erection rubbing against my backside.But what I hate the most is wondering about why he left and never came back.It’s not that I wanted him back.I was relieved the first few days he wasn’t around to keep an eye on me.Leonardo is a dangerous man, the worst enigma, and a devil with distorted morals and a cutthroat personality. He’s not someone I want to mingle with, so, yeah, I was glad he got o
His To Ruin B-20
Leonardo Hope is the worst emotion to experience when there’s no light at the end of the tunnel.You wait.You pray.You even try to delude yourself that it’s not happening to you. That it just can’t be you.But that’s the problem with hope. The false positive. The feeling that the horrible situation can end any moment when that’s far from the truth.It’s the falsification of reality.The yearning for a different dream.A feeling of being on the cloud that can’t be reached in real-time.I had this feeling for years while I was in B-20 until one day when I made myself realize there was no hope at all. As I sit here with Nova, reminiscing over the horrible feelings and things I did a part of me wants to put an end to this story before it even starts. "You were still so young. They had no right to deprive you of your life." Nova says, agitated.I chuckle at her reaction. I was just getting started with the story. "It didn't matter to them. Twenty-one was the perfect age. S
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