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His To Ruin (Of Lust, Desire and Obsessions)

Chapter 8 Artgasm

Word Count: 1072    |    Released on: 20/05/2025

ldn't

the ceiling, Andrew's words spinning i

candals. Wic

wenty-four hours, told me everything I needed to know about the kind of man he wa

e else's mouth, stripped the fantasy

l, I cra

was suc

on instinct, guiding me down the quiet hallway. I eased the door open to

ld coffee, canvases leaned against the walls like forgotten dreams, and freedom dripped from every co

nch disguise

let you have y

g through the tall windows. The room smelled lik

to crimson. The col

weeks. Maybe months. Somehow, p

n't ready to name. My heartbeat staggered, uneven, like it had forgotte

scrub the feel of hi

ian

me. Not just in though

t, the room wasn'

n my neck. His hands gripping my wais

mach t

ging it in a sharp line across the ca

ked like

ow him, the voice

one night. One mistake. On

ue. Not entirely. I

t him take

t o

t t

like an earthqua

d across the canvas like a gash

ped th

My heel hit a stool and I caught myself

t art was suppo

pposed to

d speak the truth was to hide it in paint, and pray n

e. In the water that ran too hot in the shower. In the ache in my thighs I

Vict

Vic

me that morning lik

opening. Black tie

n't r

I wanted t

ctor without seeing Killian's mouth on mine. His weight over me on the

it

ll show up. Smiling.

sn't just racing, it was running. Fleeing

ne night do

make me do

life anymore. Like I couldn't breat

was in a messy knot, strands falling around my face like wilting ivy. My cami

red a

A bruise, nearly gone,

an wa

en me the best

my mind,"

o said no

st, arms wrapped around them. I sat still, like

sy it had been to give

y had alway

d led me to that moment-brea

k at t

lin

probably. Sent to remind me I was expe

led the estate whe

od sl

oal pencil. Sat b

egan to

a Wolfe. Not a

wo

lf-turned. Her fa

, just the out

in detail. One on her hi

chok

hurt

imi

nsistent this time, my fingers were black

r creak

maid said softly. "The

not g

pa

inform Mr

the sketch. "Tell him I had a h

d left

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know who

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