All Chapters of Ruined by Our Legacy : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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chapter thirty one

Kiki watched Riven standing an inch away from Bella, and her rage grew colder and colder. Irritation filled the room like smoke. She was pissed annoyed and burning inside at the same time. I just don’t understand. Why would Riven go for her? What’s so hot about her anyway? She looks ugly and simple and pale and tiny I can almost see her bones. She probably comes from a poor family or has some type of deadly disease. Ewww. I should not get close to her at all. Kiki thought to herself as she watched Riven stand even closer to Bella, who was picking a beautiful blue dress. Her irritation was so strong it was impossible to hide. “Are you okay, Kiki? Why do you look so irritated?” Kate asked, following the direction of her stare. Kiki’s fists were clenched tightly, her teeth grinding. “Is that… is that Riven?” Kate whispered, her face mixing surprise and excitement. Kate and Kiki had a long past with Riven. For Kate’s story, she was Kiki’s best friend though she secretly als

chapter thirty two

Riven walked closely behind Bella, his shirt draped around her to hide her slightly revealing legs. He didn’t want anyone else looking at her after how that wicked man had glared at her earlier. Jealousy… maybe. Protection… maybe. Riven and Bella headed toward the parking lot. Two of Riven’s men followed behind them, each holding multiple large shopping bags in both hands. Riven clicked his car keys. Bella opened the passenger door herself and slipped inside without a word. “Are these all of her clothes?” Riven asked. “Yes, boss. We made sure we took every single bag,” one of the guards replied. Riven glanced at the bags. To anyone else they were huge around forty bags piled together. To him, it looked like two. “No problem. I’ll have to buy more clothes for her tomorrow. I kinda know her style now,” Riven muttered, loud enough for his guards to hear. The two men exchanged a shocked stare. Their boss had never spent so much money on anyone especially a woman. The on

chapter thirty-three

Riven drove through the city with one hand steady on the wheel, the other resting tensely on his thigh.But his eyes… his eyes kept darting back and forth between Bella and the road.If he was honest, he looked at her more than he looked ahead.She sat there hugging the McDonald’s bags, her hair falling in soft waves around her face.She looked so adorable.So beautiful.It made his heart pound so hard he could almost taste blood in his mouth.Riven bit down on his knuckle, forcing himself to face forward.He needed to focus.Normally, whenever Riven drove, he never relaxed.His gaze was always cold, sharp, scanning the side-view mirrors for danger.That was the life of the top mafia dog.And even if he ruled over every street in this city, it never gave him the luxury of lowering his guard.Not after what happened to his family.A painful mistake.A mistake he still refused to say out loud.If only Dad kept the guards outside the house.If only he checked the cameras before letting M

chapter thirty-four

The car swirled around, again and again, like it was being dragged through a storm. Bella’s hands slipped on the steering wheel, sweat pouring from her palms as if a whole stream had burst out of her skin. Her heartbeat pounded inside her ears so loudly she could barely hear the engine. Her head spun. Her vision smeared at the edges, fading in and out like fog across a window. Her arms trembled with exhaustion she hadn’t been prepared for this, for a sudden, violent workout for her life. A workout of driving away from death. The air inside the car felt suffocating, thicker than smoke, as if the sun had suddenly dropped from the sky and settled directly on their shoulders. It wasn’t even supposed to be hot today, but the heat pressed down on her skin like a burning hand. Then CRACK! A bullet smashed into the side-view mirror on Bella’s side. The sharp metallic snap echoed through her bones, and her heart lurched upward as if it were choking her from the inside. He

chapter thirty-five

Ace flew the car across the city, the tires hissing against the asphalt as he pushed the engine harder than he normally ever would.Usually, he stopped at every sign, every red light, every little rule terrified of causing an accident now that he had a wife and kids waiting for him at home.Riven always thought it made him weak ,softened by love, softened by domestic life, softened by responsibility.There was a time when Ace was exactly like Riven.A man who ignored rules as if they were myths.A man whose actions scorched everything in his path.A man who didn’t care who bled or broke as long as he got what he wanted.A true mafia prince, carved from cold steel and sharpened by chaos.But now?Riven sneered to himself.Ever since he married that pathetic wife of his, Riven would claim, the man turned into a fairy especially when his kids played fairies.Pathetic.At least that’s what Riven let the world think.Because deep down, he knew the truth he’d never admit:Ace was the only m

chapter thirty-six

Riven cleared his throat, sharp and deliberate, cutting through the sudden tension that had wrapped around the jet like ice.Uncomfortable, yet every time, he found himself drawn into it—pulled deeper the harder he tried to resist.What is this girl doing to me?He murmured under his breath, barely audible. Bella saw his lips move, but she couldn’t make out the words.Her eyes slowly shifted across the lavish interior of the jet rich leather seats, golden light reflecting off polished wood panels, the soft hum of engines beneath her feet. Memories came unbidden. Seconds ago, she had been dodging bullets, the car crashing off the road into a tree… then darkness.She tried to reconstruct the events, but her mind refused to cooperate. After she lost consciousness, all she could remember was the burning engine, the red warning lights flashing violently, and a figure—him—lifting her from the wreckage.That figure… he could have left me to burn. But he didn’t. Why? Does he not hate me?Her

chapter thirty-seven

Bella broke into uncontrollable sobs, the kind that shook her small body as she curled into herself, gripping her own arms as if holding herself tighter could stop the tears from spilling. But they didn’t stop. They streamed down her cheeks, warm and helpless, dripping onto the jet’s cold floor.Riven froze.He stood there, staring at her like a man witnessing something he wasn’t built for something he didn’t know how to fix. His chest rose in quick, uneven breaths. A sting burned at the back of his eyes, a pressure he refused to let escape. He blinked hard, forcing the tears back with the kind of stubbornness only a man like him possessed.He had faced guns pointed between his eyes, knives pressed to his throat, men begging for mercy beneath his shoes and not once did he flinch. But now… now he stood completely still, as if her tears had turned his entire body into stone.His jaw flexed.His fists curled tighter and tighter, the knuckles pale.His lips parted, as if he wanted to say

chapter thirty-eight

The drive to the Burj Al Arab was silent.Not peaceful—just heavy.Bella sat squeezed between two bodyguards in the back seat, their shoulders broad, unmovable, stealing every inch of air from her lungs. Leather seats pressed against her skin. The engine hummed smoothly beneath them as the city lights streaked past the tinted windows.She felt filthy.Her clothes were stained with dust and smoke. Sweat clung uncomfortably to her skin. Her hair was a tangled mess, small leaves still caught between the strands, stubbornly refusing to fall out. Beneath her eye, a faint scratch rested with dried blood darkened against her skin.She sniffed carefully… then regretted it.I smell horrible.She subtly lifted her arm, pretending to stretch—then inhaled.Big mistake.Her face twisted in quiet horror.I really do smell bad.What must these people think?They probably think I stink so badly right now.Her shoulders drooped in embarrassment.I need a long, long, long shower wherever we’re going.W

chapter thirty-nine

After a long and hot bath, Bella opened the shower handle. Thick steam filled the room, fogging the mirror and covering her nakedness as warm vapor hugged her skin. She reached for a clean towel displayed neatly beside the shower and wrapped it tightly around herself. The fabric was soft, silky, and light against her damp body.As she walked out of the bathroom, she met Riven seated on the couch, scrolling through his phone lazily.Her heart immediately skipped a beat.One, because she felt naked in front of him even though she was wrapped in a towel.Secondly, the mess around the room.It looked very messy, and deep down she knew he was not happy. Shattered glass glittered on the floor. Feathers from torn pillows lay everywhere like the remains of a pillow crime scene. She bit her tongue, trying to find the confidence she had earlier when she broke all those vases.What was I thinking?What was I doing??Did I forget that this man is a madman… insane?But it’s just vases, she reasone

chapter forty

Should I check up on her? Riven wondered, his steps toward the bathroom stalling halfway. He hesitated, the cool marble under his feet grounding him, while his chest tightened with the thought of walking in. Why should I check on her? she had acted like a child earlier, throwing tantrums that deserved scolding. started walking back toward the bed but stopped again mid-step. But… I said things I shouldn’t have, words that cut sharper than intended. Especially calling her mute. A strange unease twisted in his chest. What am I feeling right now? Since when do I admit I’m wrong? I’m never wrong. What I did was right. She acted childish, she deserved it… but the tone... A voice whispered, soft and accusing, deep in his mind. Whatever. I don’t care about her. She’s just a pawn in my game. Nothing more. Riven shook his head, trying to convince himself. He strode back to the bed, stomach grumbling. I’m a little hungry. Good thing she ordered food. His hands rubbed together

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