***EXPLICIT 18+++*** 


"I've missed the warmth of your pussy, the feel of it. God Ginevra, you're so fucking perfect." I rasped and tightened my grip on her.

I began rocking her against me ever so gently with parted lips. Her tight pussy very often gripping unto my dick, taking me hostage with each rock against me and a loud scream finally escaped from the back of my throat. 

. . .

Created for Ruin follows the tumultuous relationship between two powerful individuals whose lives are intertwined by blood, loyalty, and a love that borders on obsession.

Ricardo Sanchez, the ruthless and enigmatic leader of the Sanchez crime family, is a man feared and respected by all who cross his path. Charismatic and dangerous, he exudes a magnetic charm that draws people in, yet conceals a dark past and a heart hardened by betrayal.

Opposite him stands Ginevra Rodriguez, a fiery and independent woman with a sharp mind and a fierce determination to carve out her own path in a world dominated by men. Raised in the shadows of the Rodriguez syndicate, she is as cunning as she is beautiful, with a knack for survival that rivals even the most seasoned criminals.

Their paths collide in a deadly game of power and passion, as Ricardo and Ginevra find themselves drawn to each other in ways they cannot ignore. Despite their shared history and undeniable attraction, their relationship is fraught with tension and conflict, fueled by their conflicting loyalties and the ghosts of their pasts.

As they navigate the treacherous waters of the criminal underworld, Ricardo and Ginevra must confront their own demons and face the consequences of their actions, all while struggling to come to terms with their feelings for each other. Will they be able to overcome their differences and find a way to be together, or are they doomed to repeat the cycle of violence and betrayal that has plagued their families for generations?

CREATED FOR RUIN

I woke up with no sign of Ricardo around the house, except the pretty white vintage dress and a pair of white thigh high boots that were perfectly placed on the cushion with a note that read—wear me. 


It had been a month. A month since I and Ricardo had the opportunity to have a proper conversation. 


A month since we began drifting apart. 


A month since he received that text that changed him completely. 


Most times, he'd leave the house without returning, and when he did return, he only had the energy for a quick fuck and nothing more. He became very frustrated, angry, absent, torn, and some days he'd come home with bruises. 


I'd ask about the bruises and he'd sometimes get angry at me for asking, and most times, he'd claim that things had gotten out of hand at the local gym. 


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