All Chapters of Ruin Me : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Alessandra's POV "Did you enjoy dinner?" Kol’s voice was smooth as we turned the corner, his presence warm beside me in the cool night air. "Yes, I did," I replied, clutching his arm a little tighter. Two years together. He went all out tonight reservations at a restaurant he always claimed was overrated but mysteriously booked anyway. Usually, he'd just cook something special at home. But tonight was different. I had hoped no— expected, a proposal. The way he recently talked about children, about our future, it only made sense. I chewed every bite slowly, just in case a ring was hidden in the food. I sipped my wine deliberately, checking for anything clinking against the glass. Nothing. Dinner ended, and still—nothing. Now we were walking home. Maybe he wanted to do it under the streetlights, something grand and romantic, a moment I’d remember forever. He wasn’t the type for spontaneous gestures, at least not with me, but maybe tonight was different. "Thank you for tonight

Alessandra's POV Friday came too fast. The guards trailed behind me, carrying my luggage, but my feet faltered as I passed Alex’s door. I shouldn’t stop. Should just keep walking. But I couldn’t. She was my other half. And I wouldn’t be seeing her for a while. I opened her door and headed to the walk in closet l. She stood in front of the mirror, shirt clutched in her hands, her back stiff. Shoulders drawn in. She wasn’t just looking at herself—she was searching for something no one else could see. I cleared my throat. She jerked, body reacting before her face did. The shirt was yanked over her head in a single, seamless motion. Too fast. Too natural. She’d done this before. For the smallest fraction of a second, something flickered in her expression—worry, maybe. Then it was gone, buried beneath that familiar wall. Cold. Indifferent. Unreadable. "What are you doing here?" The words held nothing. No warmth. No curiosity. "I wanted to tell you I was leaving." "You’re tellin

Alessandra's POV I knew I was crazy. Better yet, a coward. But not to this extent. It was eleven in the morning and I hadn’t left the room. Not even once. What if he changed his mind? What if he decided I was too much trouble, too many questions, too close to whatever secrets he was hiding? What if Killian—cold, unreadable, practically sculpted from violence—just walked in and finished what he almost started? What if he needed help with his stitches? Oh god. Why did he even take his shirt off yesterday? Who told him to do that? How could a person even look like that? And why the hell was that what I was focusing on? Snap out of it. That’s your fiancé’s best friend. Thinking like that will get you killed. My phone buzzed on the table and I lunged for it, almost too desperate for the distraction. Jeremy’s Mother Hi, dear. I can’t wait to see you. I was going to send a car to come get you so you can get ready here… but Jeremy opted to do it himself. I’ll see you soon. – Lia