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HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
|•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|I think longing has to be one of the most underrated emotions. We tend to overlook just how much it could munch at one's soul and make you feel incomplete. That emotion and separation anxiety was a volatile combination. And I think what made it more dangerous was how it ate at you slowly, almost unnoticeable at first until that voidness is all you can think of.I was happy. I was happy that the kind of love I wanted, I finally had it and I was sane enough to know that it was real. I knew I only just met him, but his presence had sort of eradicated any thought of being with any other person and thinking of them as an endgame for me. I knew without a doubt that he was an endgame for me. What I had with him, I didn't want it with anyone else.But then, doubts had begun creeping in because I hadn't seen him since the moment we shared that morning in my kitchen. It had lodged a lot of questions within me, stirring my insecurities like a pot of arsenic that poisone
HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
|•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|I stared at the red thong in my hands, a naughty smirk creeping up to my lips. I shoved it into the drawer, deciding not to wear it. I looked up to behold my reflection in the mirror.I looked different. The good kind of different. I was more of a jeans and sweaters kind of girl but staring at myself in the mirror, it felt like another personality of mine had just been unlocked. The cup of the padded red maxi dress cupped my boobs, showing the swells of my breasts and cleavage so small, yet enticing. It had straps in the form of ropes running from its neck to my back in loops that formed intersections on my bare back. The silk material pooled at my feet but it had a dangerous slit running up to my thigh, exposing a great deal of my thigh.André struck me as an aristocratic of some sort, but I didn't know his taste was this impeccable. The man had a good eye. However, looking at it now, it appeared to me like he bought his doom with his money because I looked lik
HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
|•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|A light giggle escaped my lips when he dropped me on the surface of the couch and proceeded to help me get off my slippers. The cold temperature of his fingers skimming the skin of my feet made me suck in a shiver. He pressed a tender kiss to my feet before helping me into a comfortable position."Thank you." I blushed."So, do you want to unbox your gifts?" he wiggled his eyebrows at me comically and I laughed, nodding.He grabbed one of the boxes swiftly and handed it to me. It was the biggest one because my tiny hands were barely keeping it in place. He had a lazy, urging smile that I found sexy playing on his lips. I looked away from him and unknotted the ribbons. I pried the cover open and my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as I retrieved the first book."André!" I whisper-yelled, my voice laced with awe. Being a bibliophile had its perks because as I looked through the four books, with somewhat modern yet vintage covers in mature colours, alongside
HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
|•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|"Don't worry. I'll wrap everything up, Des. You look tired. So, you go home and rest." Charlotte smiled at me, jabbing her index finger at my chest to tip me backwards so that I could leave."Are you sure?" I asked hesitantly."Yes, now shoo." She grabbed my bag off the countertop and stashed it against my chest."Goodnight, Char." I bid her farewell, throwing my backpack across my shoulder."Goodnight, Des!" she hollered back at me as I began walking out of the Café and that grabbed Tania's attention where she was seated, typing away on her system. She looked up, her unwelcoming gaze darting to me, and her scowl deepened.I swallowed and looked away immediately.I don't think Tania and I are ever going to be on the same page. To be honest, that was very fine with me. I didn't even want to be cool with someone who deducts my pay at any slightest mistake. It was as though the older woman had some kind of beef with me.The glass doors swung open and I let myself ou
HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
|•| IRIS CORTEZ |•|"Good evening, Ma'am. Welcome to the Golden Bistro. I am Jordan. What would you like to have?" the hot blonde at the other end of the counter flashed me a smile that unfurled a grin on my lips.The clashes of desire and interest that flamed up his blue eyes made my lips twitch in a smirk and I leaned over the counter, dropping my phone to give him my full attention. I could have sworn I saw his face flush red. I didn't miss how his eyes had solely been on me the minute I walked into this restaurant. I'd have probably been irritated on a regular day but not only was he nice, he was good looking."Hello, Jordan." My voice was laced with a seductive hint that seemed to edge him on in his attempt to flirt with me. His eyes wouldn't stop zeroing in on my bold red lips. I could bet a dollar on it that I accurately knew what was going on in his mind when his throat worked up and down painfully.It gave me a sense of control. I loved it. I gently tapped my red manicured f
HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
|•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|I knew that Sonia Gray was the devil's incarnate, and the bane of my existence. It was a fact that had been long established but what I didn't understand was why she had her eyes pinned on me intently, from across the lecture theatre, disregarding the professor who was by the projector, whose voice was beginning to reduce to a distant noise, by the way.I had seen her condescendingly stare at me so many times that I had already brought myself to get accustomed to it. But the raw hatred brimming in her eyes right now, alongside other negative and sinister emotions that dimmed those green eyes was a little strange. It was as though she harboured some personal vendetta against me for reasons known to her. The ire that flamed in those green orbs aligned with the constant twitching of her lips in a sneer that reeked of nothing short of disgust. If it were any other day, I'd have looked away already, uncomfortable to hold her gaze but I couldn't shake off the apathy I
HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
|•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|The Parks in Nocturne Ville had one thing in common. The aesthetic view both in the day and night. The vast scene of greenery in front of me was nothing short of breathtaking, beaming with the golden glow of the sun that absorbed every inch of the surroundings. The waves of laughter and excited shrieks of mostly little kids and the adults around lingered in the air, bringing a smile to my face.I took a large bite of the burger in my hands, squeezing our interlocked hands."The littlest things make you happy and it's so amusing to watch." André's soft voice pierced the comfortable silence that hung between us, punctuated by the chirping of birds in the distance.I paused with a mouthful of burger, looking up to flash him a coy smile."Come here," he whispered, gently tugging me to his chest. While I stared at him bemused, he had his eyes lingering on my lips. He caught me off guard when he slowly brought the pad of his thumb to my bottom lip. It hovered, a little
HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
|•| ANDRÉ BAUDELAIRE |•|The recession of the moon into its dark shell in the clouds, mirrored the incessant chip at my soul for the past few days. It seemed as if something inside me was getting chopped off as each day went by and I recoiled from the one girl who made me feel so alive.I shoved my left hand into my pocket, twirling my tumbler absentmindedly in my right hand while I stared into the cold, dark, lonely night as though miraculously, all my problems would fade away the same way the moon was retracting into the dark clouds. But jokes on me because the more I stared at the waning celestial body, the more I became brusquely aware of the void that was perched at the core of my soul.I chugged my whiskey down my throat all at once, allowing myself to embrace the harsh burn that lodged in my throat. It felt like a punishment for the kind of wedge I had willingly driven between us since that afternoon at the Park. I was so in control. I had control over everything and I had alre
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