Page 1 of Ruin
Chapter One
Kolton
Twenty years old…
My room is pitch black as I enter. I close the door behind me and fall face-first onto my queen-sized bed that squeaks under my weight. Fuck, it feels good to lay down. My father had me and my brother running laps again, saying we need to be in shape if we’re ever going to cut it in the club. He should take the club and shove it up his ass.
Something soft trails along my leg, and I jump, thinking it’s a fucking bug. I’m notafraidof bugs, but I sure as fuck don’t want them in my bed. When I swat at it, rolling to my side, I’m met with a tall dark figure and my stomach sours.
Not again.
“It’s just me,” the person whispers, and I blow out a relieved breath, thankful it wasn’thim.
But then I get worried all over again. New fears assault my brain. Worries I’ve felt a hundred times before over this exact thing.
We’re going to get caught.
Then it’ll be worse. I’ll pay double for it, and my father will kill Lucian. Why would he be in my room so late at night, with the door closed? There’s only one reason, especially if he didn’t stop to speak to my father first—which I know he didn’t because he never does.
“What are you doing here?” I hiss.
Lucian kneels on the bed, his large body hovering over mine. He’s so warm, and he smells so fucking good. He always smells so good. Whatever expensive cologne he wears? I love it. I’m addicted to it. I wish I could sneak into his room and steal a bottle of it, but that would ruin the fun. It’s not just the smell I like, it’s him. I like it more because it’son him.. Because it means he’s near. My favorite part is when it lingers on my pillow for days, and I smell him when I go to sleep.
“I had to see you.”
“You shouldn’t be here. If he finds you—”
“He won’t.”
Lucian trails his nose up my neck, stopping at my jaw before nipping at it. I groan, which causes him to chuckle, his breath warm across my skin.
“You’re sweaty,” he comments.
“He had us running laps.”
“Of course he did.”
Lucian is my father’s best friend, and this is a terribly inappropriate relationship. But so are all the others in my life, so what’s one more? The only problem is if my father finds out, he’ll have the whole club after Lucian and it won’t matter how rich the fucker is. Money won’t save him from the Hell’s Mayhem MC. And it certainly won’t save me from my father’s wrath.
It doesn’t matter that I’m a legal adult; I’m part of the club, and I’mhisson. He’s already told me if I try to leave, he’ll hunt me down and bring me back. I believe him, and I know it’ll be even worse if he finds out about us. So it’s not worth it.
Lucian’s lips press to my skin softly, and without thinking, I tip my head to the side, giving him more room. After a stressful day like today, this is exactly what I need. If only we didn’t have to sneak around.
“Did you miss me?” he asks in that husky voice of his that has me nearly melting.
“Yes.”
It’s not a lie, and I hate that it’s not. I wish I couldnotmiss him. I wish a minute could go by when I wasn’t thinking about him. I wish this had never happened at all, because life would be easier without having to bury the pain of not being able to have him.
I never should have kissed him that first time. I should have kept my hands and my lips to myself.
“Come away with me next weekend.”
Fuck, I wish I could.
“Can’t. There’s a run.”
“Skip it.”
