All Chapters of Beautifully Ruined: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

LEIGH-ARI POV“You are so beautiful.”Someone purred, I don’t know who. Because there were just too many of them fawning all over my body and all of their touches were like a drug that sent my mind into limbo, driving me insane.“So fuckin’ beautiful.” Another one chimed, and I found myself quaking against the bed trying to get a grip of reality. But I couldn’t, not with them all over me like this. The lust laced in their sultry voices as they purred to me softly was enough to make me shiver with pleasure and utmost need. I was in need of love, THEIR love, and all the promises it carried.A hot, wet tongue darted out and licked lazily around my puckered nipple, wrenching weird little cries from my throat, cries I never knew I was capable of making. It was all too good, and in that haze of lust, I tried making them out, because no matter what, they were different in the way they touched me, yet undeniably and agreeably efficient into making me the horniest bitch on earth.“Please…” I mo

VERNERO POVOne would have thought that after last night’s charade, I would be feeling better, greater and a little bit consoled after the divulgence. But I tell you, I wasn’t. Not even slightly. I don’t know what had ticked me off the most, finding out that my woman was molested was one thing, but standing in front of Matteo and actually listening as he flaunted it, gloating about how good it felt when he brazenly raped Leigh-Ari while she was chained and helpless, I just… I was beginning to feel like I didn’t do enough on him. It felt like chopping his cock off and hanging it around his neck was not close to enough. After all that, we let Ava give him a shot, one that would make him stay alive for at least some time. I just wasn’t done with him. Not yet. He hadn’t experienced the kind of pain that I WANTED him to experience. And we were still far from the finishing line.“You don’t like your breakfast?” Ari inquired placing a warm hand on top of mine. I glanced at her and felt my w

LEIGH-ARI POVWhile Xander was out with Ava and Laura, the rest of us remained in the office going over some serious offensive strategies. I was not kidding when I said I want to ‘spread my shit and brand it in my trail’. I really didn’t know if all of them were fine with what they had now, but really, I think I was way too greedy. I wanted more, more power, authority, and influence across the world.I wanted the whole world to know the Cattanios and Aldermen, and tremble by the mere mention of their names. I wanted the world, to bow at our feet. That was ambition, just pure and unwavering ambition that was suddenly all in my head. I swear I could not think of anything else than being the top dog in the drug trade.“Enzo?” “Yes, my love?” I blushed all the different shades of red and nearly giggled like a teenager at his endearment.“Have you ever thought about starting something here in the US?” He cocked his brow at me, urging me to continue and telling me he had all my undivided at

VERNERO POVIf you had told me a year ago that one day I would be watching my brother drilling into someone else’s skull, then I would have laughed in your damn face. My brother was not a killer, he was not meant for this kind of life. Yes, he was part of it, but he was the brighter part, the light in all of this dark abyss. he was meant to sit on the highest throne and have the world licking his boots clean until he could see his own reflection on the tip. Not sully his hands with the dirty blood of people who have been rejected by the devil himself.“You’re mad.” He noted glaring from my side. I huffed and decided to look out the mirror. There was nothing I could possibly say for them to understand!“Stop standing on the damn balls, Vernero. He needed that, or else how was he going to find closure after everything they did to Ari? He avenged her the only way he found possible. So stop being such a pussy.” Xander the smart ass called from the passenger seat wiping blood from his hands

LORENZO POVAll of Italy was shaken to the core with the news of Dark Woods being bombed. Prayers were sent to us by the civilians, and even the president himself gave out an official decree about the bombing. It was such a big deal that it turned into a whole uproar. Of all places to be blown, it to be Dark Woods, the golden jewel of Italy. So it was justifiable that everyone was standing on their dicks. Even the bambolina called First Lady created some silly charity called 'REBUILD DARK WOODS'.One fact that remained though, was that Dark Woods wasn’t destroyed. It was not.And for that, I was glad. But what made me weak in the knees was the idea of what the whole incident may do to Vernero. That castle was more than strong pillars of hard iron rods covered in cement; it was more than his home. It was his haven.And for it to be ambushed, I was afraid it was going to cut all the little restraints left in him. That’s what I feared the most. It was terrifying.And Ari, I didn’t know