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CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
GINEVRA I slapped Dario across the face, laughter bubbling against my throat. “You gave me power? Me?”I laughed again, shaking my head in disbelief."You ruined me. You fucking ruined me. No doubt you gave me a name but I had to work twice as hard for the power that came with that name. Everything I have today was my hard work not yours!" My breath became erratic and I looked over at where Izzy and the others stood to find their jaws gaped open as they gave me the look I detested, "I don't like to be pitied." I gritted and they all looked away. "You and Gustavo did all of that to me while your wife and daughter watched and laughed in amusement." I breathed as I grabbed a dagger from the tool bag and walked over to where Sofia and Emma were tied up. Pointing the dagger at my—foster—mother, I scoffed evilly and yanked her head back by her hair. "You watched while I cried and begged you," I plunged my dagger deep into her left eye, twisting it until her eyeball popped out of its s
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
GINEVRA But then Izzy had this unsatisfied look on her face. . .as though she wanted more and I'd agree with her if that was the case. "I really hate that face of yours, what a shame a good looking man like you had to be this wicked and disgusting," Izzy said and knelt before my father, placing both his hands on her shoulders before tsking. "This one is for my girl," she muffled and looked back at me, gaining a subtle smile from me. "Not that I care, but hold on tight especially when it hurts because it's going to hurt bad." She breathed and began peeling the skin of my father's face. My father's lifeless screams, Elena's and Gustavo’s terrified whimpers became music to my ears while my eyes stayed glued on Izzy as she perfectly skinned my father’s face until it was just his skull left. By the time the whole act was done, Dario had already given in to the cold hands of death. Shame. Raul didn't participate in the torture of Dario Rodriguez and because of that, Gustavo was handed
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
GINEVRA Walking down the empty, extremely quiet hallway of my underground house, my heart began pounding hard against my rib cage as I wondered how I'd bring myself to break this news to Izzy. But it was something I needed to do, it was something that unsettled for a really long time and I finally would love to open up about it to someone that might understand. About two weeks ago, I had successfully wiped out the Rodriguez's and of course successfully convinced the whole of Italy and its underworld that I was dead. Except for a few people who saw through my little game, but they'd have to die before they'd be able to find me and prove otherwise. Out of fourteen days, I took seven and rested until I was feeling refreshed and renewed. But one thing that never let me have a good night rest was the knowing that Ricardo was alive somewhere, probably waiting for me to figure it out and find him or not. But wasn't that what curiosity did to a person? trick your mind until it stripped you
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
GINEVRA "There was one thing you did promise." I blinked, swallowing hard on nothing. Izzy narrowed her eyes, her brows raised as though she was waiting for me to speak. "You promised to make me quiver beneath you, to drive me to places I never knew existed." I breathed, "I've been looking forward to it." With a scoff and a puff of her cigarette, Izzy asked, "you want me to touch you, Ginevra?" I nodded my response. "I need you to say the words." "God, I want you to touch me, Izzy. I've waited. . .longed for your touch and that's exactly why I brought you down here. I want to make memories with you right here." There was a little distance between I and Izzy. She flicked a finger between us both and smiled, "get on your knees and crawl to me." "Close this distance between us Ginevra and tell me exactly what you want." I slowly got down on my knees and began crawling to Izzy with my eyes heavy on hers. No doubt I'd always wanted her in ways that no one could ever imagine, b
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
GINEVRA After I and Izzy had successfully snuck back into the house, I slipped into my room, had my bath, and began pacing back and forth, impatiently waiting for Izzy to come in so we could explore each other more. My door pushed open and Izzy peeked her head through, "hey," she whispered with a smile and I gestured her to come in. Not even waiting for her to completely shut the door, I spun her around and slammed her back against the door, at the same time connecting my lips with hers as one of my arms snaked around her waist, pulling her into me, the other arm latching on to her breast. "Oh my God, Izzy, that was insane. . .what you did to me at the garden." I rasped against her lips. She smiled, pulling away from the kiss. "I'm a woman of my word," Izzy winked, placing a small bag on the bed. "We'll start slow with the things I believe you might be comfortable with. Just communicate and we're good, hmm?" I nodded my response. "Well, what are you waiting for, Ginevra? Get na
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER SIXTY
RICARDO I knew she was coming. The moment Ginevra rode her bike into this province, I monitored her through all the security cameras I had set up around every corner I could find. True that I had left the mafia behind, but I was still as security conscious as ever. I had prepared for Ginevra's arrival. Over a month and two weeks, that was all I could think of. What I'd say, how I'd run into her arms and bask in her warmth, how I'd scream at top my lungs and tell her how much I'd missed her, but now that she was so close, all I wanted, was to run as far away from her as possible. She was danger. A thing never to contend with. I hurried to the kitchen to make us dinner as that was the only reasonable thing I could think of at that moment. The door beeped a few times and I knew she was imputing the security code that'd allow her gain access into the house. And I fucking froze. My back was turned to her but I could tell how frozen she was when she saw me. Same baby, same. It wa
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
RICARDO I stood there at the bottom of the stairs as I waited for Ginevra to walk down in all her glory. Her birthday suit. Fuck, that woman was so sexy I could melt at just one glance at her. It truly was hard keeping a straight face and unwavering demeanor whenever she was around. Less down twenty minutes and she appeared at the top of the stairs, flashing me her beautiful smile as she began walking down each step like a model on the runway. I had asked that she come down in her birthday suit but as stubborn as she was, she made the decision to defy me. She adorned herself in a lacy lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. She was almost naked but I'd have loved it better if she came as she was. I flashed her my own smile and my blue orbs softened but only a millisecond. "You don't do well with obeying orders." My voice was a rasp. . .so unsteady in a manner that gave away my desperation to be buried inside her. "I have a thing for defying you especially, Ricardo. I love
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
RICARDO My grip tightened around her beautiful thighs that were wrapped around my torso as I gently lowered her onto my dick. I threw my head back and my hips bucked at the feeling of her warmth after a really long time. "Dio mio." My dick throbbed inside her and a tingling sensation captured my spine, causing me to halt every form of movement as my breath became extremely uneven. I moaned, my chest heaved, my heart pounding so hard against my chest, and my eyes rolling to the back of my head. "It's been too fucking long, baby," I muffled. "Just a month and two weeks." Ginevra moaned a hushed murmur. "Exactly forty four days, one thousand and fifty six hours, thirty minutes and ten seconds." I breathed, "why did you have to wait so long? I missed every part of you, of this, of your beautiful cunt." I whimpered. I stayed still, allowing myself feel every inch of her, miserable that she might leave me and run off if I let her go. At that moment, I wanted to beg her never to leave
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CREATED FOR RUIN AUTHOR’s NOTE
Hello guys, we have finally come to the end of the story between Ginevra Rodriguez and Ricardo Sanchez.Like I said at the beginning of this book—the TW—this book is not your traditional romance; therefore the end is justifiable.Their love wasn’t built upon truth and transparency. Ginevra lured Ricardo in because she had a mission, and Ricardo had lied to Ginevra from the first day they met.The both of them got off from hurting each other, both physically, mentally, and emotionally. And no level of love could ever salvage such wickedness.I love love, and I love the concept of love—because it’s a beautiful emotion. But sometimes, love has to be shut off to get things done.There was no way I’d let Ginevra go through so much in her life for this one mission to wipe out the Sanchez’s only for her to change her mind because of love.Never!First, the love was shitty. Second, she had come a long way for something like love to deter her.When I first completed this book, both Ginevra and
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR
GINEVRA In my last moments when Izzy begged me to have a rethink, my eyes zeroed in on Raul who had a stoic expression, but ropes of tears were untamed against his trembling cheeks. Dominico was not a man who hid his emotions; therefore, he was sitting on the bare floor, his eyes bloodshot red from all the tears he had cried. Paulo who was in a way my support system. . .he was crumbling. There wasn't a word enough to describe the pain his features held. Harley who was a mess. I wouldn't have ever imagined a day when Harley opened herself up to me in this manner. Everyone who loved me stood before me but there were two people whom I loved, and yet, they weren't there. My son and my husband. If ever I was given an opportunity to speak to Ricardo one more time, what was I going to say? "Ricardo, I'm standing by the edge and my only wish is to see your ghost, to hold your hand one last time. Because I'm running wild and the thought of you tears me apart. My heart is broken, my leg
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE
IZZY GONZALES As we drove through the private road, my mind had drifted to Ginevra. She had always made it a point to stay locked up in her room this past week, but this morning, she had suddenly joined us for breakfast. She made jokes and laughed a little too hard. I found it suspicious. She wasn’t the type to make those kind of jokes and wasn't she supposed to be depressed? She had just murdered the love of her life and she was making jokes? Something had to give. I cleared my throat. "Did anyone notice something suspicious about Ginevra this morning?" They all hummed. "She was all over the place and I caught her looking at us like it was the last time she'd ever see us." Raul spoke. "And when I went into her room, I saw some droplets of blood. She was even in a white dress and was styling her hair to look like a princess." Paulo added. "Ginevra doesn't like white dresses and she hated it even more after her marriage to Ricardo crumbled." Harley commented. White dress, styl
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO
GINEVRA Another day of restlessness, another day of pain, another day of anguish, another day of regret, and another day of nightmares. I jolted out of bed with a wince and a painful ringing in my head. I was sweating profusely and I felt so damp between my legs. This was the first time I had been able to shut my eyes in one hundred and sixty eight hours and I couldn't even do it peacefully. Just as I was about to grumble, a scream tore out of my throat at the pain that coursed through my bones. I wasn't bothered. I was already used to being in constant physical pain since the day I made the biggest mistake of my life. One might think that all I had to do was cry, except, I hadn't been able to cry. I searched for that softness, and yet, I couldn't find it. And the only thing that gave me the confirmation that I was human after all, was the physical pain that would engulf every part of my body, limb to limb, every second of the day. And night. My pregnancy suddenly had suddenly g
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE
THIRD PERSON The beautiful woman walked silently, tiredly, and defeatedly into the car that was waiting for her outside. She was drenched in blood. In the blood of her lover, in the blood of her husband and in the blood of her baby's father. And in her hands were his eyes. How could she do this? She wondered. What was going through her mind when she agreed to take his eyes? What was going through her mind when she decided that the best option was to kill her own lover? Her eyes were continuously darkening by a fraction with each passing second until she was completely overtook by the darkness that loomed. She sat in the car and her friends stared at her like she was a maniac. She paid no attention to them as her eyes were focused on those eyes she fell in love with. She was looking at them in awe as well as in disgust. She was immediately handed the tab that displayed the video footage of the man she loved as he sobbed and begged to be graced with her presence even for a minute
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER EIGHTY
RICARDO What was this feeling? Why was this happening to me? Why did I have to be born into the clan of monsters? Why did I feel betrayed by the woman I loved? Questions after questions plagued me as my woman sobbed against my laps. My Ginevra, my love, my life, my treasure, the light in my life, the bane of my existence, my girl, my woman. . .my wife. Learning that my father had taken away a better part of her broke me into unimaginable pieces and I didn't want her to pardon me. I wanted her to walk out of here knowing that she didn't dedicate her life for this just so she could fail. I loved her, and she loved me, but I couldn't let her fail just because of love. What had love done to us? What had that stupid emotion done for us? It did nothing but strip us of our existence. It hurt and ruined us in ways that were despicable, so, why would she fail because of that? I had to rile her up in some way and I knew that a few harsh words could do the trick. I knew how she had litt
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE
GINEVRA "Let me tell you a little story, Ricardo." I bit my lip and heaved out a breath before continuing. "There was this girl, only six years old at the time. she lived in her very beautiful castle back in Russia with her father who loved the fuck out of her and her mother who loved her too but was too much of a drug addict to care for her little girl." I waited a few minutes to get my emotions under control before continuing. "One day, her father took her into the forest for his hunt but when they returned, their castle had been invaded by bad men. That little girl ran into the house and immediately lost her mind when she saw her mother laying on the floor. At first, she thought that it was one of those days when her mother would overdose and pass out so she began calling out to her. ‘Mum, why are you on the floor. Come on, you'll catch a cold, let's get you to bed.’ She called out but there was no response. She didn't understand what was happening until her father held her moth
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT
GINEVRA Today was the day I was going to fight the war I had prepared for all my life. It was the war that had kept me going, it was the war I hated to fight but was forced to indulge in, and it was a war between my love and my hate. Looking at the house where the man whom I loved was seated in, the love I had for him rose to its peak and so did the hate I felt towards him. Those two emotions, as strong as they were, played with my sanity until I was at the verge of collapsing. I had to ask myself questions that were too difficult, questions that required that I searched deep into my heart to find answers. Did I want this? Did I not want this? Those questions plagued me, but my mind had already been made up. Regret might probably come later but for now, my hate had already won the battle. It had been two months since I was almost killed by the Sanchez's. Two months since my house was blown to bits, leaving nothing but ashes behind. The memories I made with Julia, the memories I
CREATED FOR RUIN CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN
GINEVRA If I was unaware of my conjugal endeavors last night, then the aching between my legs was all it took to jog my memory this morning. I couldn't complain. I was sore but in a good kind of way and those ocean blue eyes boring into mine with so much excitement in them were enough to make my heart melt. "Are you going to say something or would you rather stare at me like a creep for the whole day?" I grumbled, making a screeching sound as I stretched myself awake. Ricardo chuckled. "I could stare at you the whole day without getting bored." A kiss on my temple that had me smiling sheepishly. "Did you have a great night?" "What do you think?" "I think I wore you out a little too much, which is why I've made you the perfect breakfast." His tongue glided across my neck and he hummed his approval at the taste of my skin. "Why don't you go freshen up and I'll set the table." . . . "Oh my, Ricardo!" I smiled. "That breakfast was amazing. You're such a good cook. Thank you so much
