《RUIN MY 4.0》全部章節：第 61 章 - 第 70 章

Aiden's POV My heart is still hammering like I just ran a marathon, my legs shaky as Nikolai pulls me toward the living room. His hand is warm around mine and I can feel his cum slowly leaking out of my ass, a reminder of how we just fucked on the kitchen counter like absolute maniacs. My face is on fire, my collarbone throbbing from the marks he left, and I’m praying to every god I don’t believe in that Lily didn’t actually hear anything.We barely make it to the couch when I hear her footsteps on the stairs and I feel my stomach drop.Perfect timing, universe. Just perfect.She rounds the corner into the living room and stops dead, her eyes going wide as she takes us in. I’m pretty sure my hair is a disaster, my shirt’s wrinkled and half-untucked, and Nikolai’s got a smug, freshly-fucked glow that’s impossible to hide. I feel the blush crawl up my neck so fast.“You guys were here?” Lily asks, tilting her head, one eyebrow arching like she’s trying to solve a puzzle. “I literal

Nikolai's POV The door suddenly creaked open behind me, and I whipped around, my every muscle tensed like I was ready for a fight. Aiden stepped in with his towel slung low around his hips, hair still dripping wet and plastered to his forehead. He looked... normal, happy, even. Until his eyes widened when he saw my face, and he froze in the doorway."Nikolai? Hey, you okay?" His voice was soft and concerned, like he could sense the thundercloud hanging over me. He glanced at the phone I smashed on the floor, then back up, his brows knitting together. "What happened? You look pissed as hell."I clenched my jaw, forcing the words out through gritted teeth. "I'm fine." I dragged a hand through my damp hair, sighing heavily as I turned away, pretending to rummage through the dresser for pants. My thoughts were racing—don't scare him off, Nikolai. Aiden didn't buy it of course. He stepped closer, his bare feet padding softly on the carpet, and I could feel the warmth of him behind m

Aiden's POV My head felt like it had been split open with a sledgehammer, throbbing in rhythm with some distant rumble that vibrated through my entire body. What... where am I? The words echoed in my mind, foggy and disjointed. Everything was a blur—darkness coming in from all sides, there were only faint slivers of light sneaking through what looked like cracks in metal walls. My eyelids fluttered, heavy as lead, and I forced them open wider, but the world tilted and spun, making my stomach churn. Nausea hit me hard, bile rising in my throat. Oh God, what happened? Think, Aiden, think.I tried to move, to sit up, but my arms wouldn't budge. Something rough bit into my wrists—rope? My hands were bound behind my back, the circulation cut off just enough to make my fingers tingle with numbness.Panic started to bubble up through the haze. That's right... someone took me at Nikolai's penthouse. Whatever they had put on my nose had knocked me out cold. How long had I been out?Mi

Aiden's POV A WEEK LATER...The rain hammered against the window like a thousand angry fists, each drop a reminder that the world outside hadn't stopped turning, even if mine had ground to a halt.A week. A whole goddamn week since that nightmare in the warehouse, yet here I was, still glued to this bedside, waiting for a miracle that felt further away with every tick of the clock.I leaned forward, my elbows digging into my knees, staring at Nikolai's chest rising and falling under the thin blanket. His face—God, his face—was gaunt, shadows pooling under his eyes, a week's worth of stubble making him look older than he was.The bandages on his side and shoulder were fresh, changed by the nurses earlier that evening, but I could still picture the way the blood had gushed out uncontrollably.Fuck.I reached out, my hand trembling as I brushed my fingers over his cold ones."Come on, Nikolai," I whispered, my voice cracking in the dim light of the single lamp. "You gotta wake up. You

Aiden's POV I froze, my entire body going numb as her words hung in the air like a bomb that had just detonated.'Roman Serrano is your father.'What the actual fuck? No way. No goddamn way. Nikolai's last name is Serrano. If Roman is Nikolai's dad... How can she say he's mine?Bile rose in my throat, and I felt like the coffee shop walls were closing in, the faint hum of the espresso machine turning into a roar in my ears."Mom," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart.I shook my head, leaning back in the booth as if putting distance between us would make her words disappear. "No. You're... you're wrong. You have to be mixing up the names. Roman's a common name, right? It could be anyone. Some other Roman."Her eyes stayed locked on mine, steady and filled with that same look of regret. "Aiden, listen to me. I'm not mixing anything up. Roman Serrano is the leader of the Serrano syndicate, the Russian mafia. And he's your father."My hands started trembl