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CREATED FOR RUIN

***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?

Beauty · 都市
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87 Chs

Chapter 0035

GINEVRA

I had slid on a black, spaghetti strapped dress which hugged my body, outlining all my curves, my nipples poking through the excuse of a dress since I was completely bare underneath.

As we drove to one of my clubs, I and Abyss had conversed more deeply, with me giving them more detailed information on everything that had happened long before their arrival, and details of things which were programmed to occur in the nearest future.

“We heard your underboss informing you of the gifts which were sent by a particular somebody,” Dominico wriggled his brows. “Who’s the lover boy?”

“Ricardo Sanchez.” I blurted.

Eyes widened. Raul leaned forward. “Ricardo Sanchez? The Ghost?”

My response was a hum.

“How is it even possible that you’re in a relationship with an enemy of yours? We all partook of the negative effects the war you both stirred up had caused, and now—”