Ours To Ruin - St Roran

\nVeronica \n \nExistence was a nightmare. Fate was cruel.\n \nLiving like a subhuman and being at the receiving end of the barbarity of mafia dons in their dens of vice, one thing that was ingrained in every cell of my body was to never catch the attention of any of these ruthless men I served.\n \nAnd yet I did just that.\n \nThe irony? I didn't draw the attention of just any ordinary gangster who came to the brothel to unleash their brutality; I caught the eye of the most savage and merciless dons of them all.\n \nWhat my cruel destiny had brought me were two nightmares eager to mangle me beyond recognition.\n \nTwo predatory men that ruled at the apex of the most notorious and lucrative crime syndicate started seeing me as their favorite plaything and were hyper-fixated on their mute prey.\n \nEzra Donovan\n \nI was about to go on a rampage that day when everyone was ogling my kitten in her skimpy outfit as she kneeled on the stage.\n \nBut then I noticed something in Roy's eyes, something I'd never seen before.\n \nHe had the same darkness in his eyes that I did as everyone was checking her out that day.\n \nAs our gazes met, Roy's expression told me everything I needed to know.\n \nShe was ours.\n \nRoy Donovan\n \nWhy did piscín have to cross our paths and disrupt our harmony? At the auction, as she stood there trembling like a scared kitten, my heart skipped a beat.\n \nJust one look at that mute girl with fiery red hair, sparkling emerald eyes, and porcelain white skin, and my malevolent heart was drawn to her untainted innocence.\n