All Chapters of Ruin Me,DADDY: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 101 The penthouse war room pulsed with controlled urgency. Lucian stood at the head of the massive table like a general preparing for the final siege, shoulders squared, eyes burning with lethal focus. The cliffhanger news that Voss’s men had moved Lila again had hit like a gut punch, but instead of unraveling him, it sharpened every edge of his obsession. His princess was bleeding, scared, and still fighting. He would not fail her.Don had returned from dealing with Holt, his expression calm but deadly. Sophia coordinated multiple screens. Ryan tracked the faint, flickering signal from the last known van. A handpicked team of twelve Lucian’s most trusted private operators mixed with Don’s military contacts filled the room, all geared in dark tactical clothing.“New location confirmed,” Ryan announced, voice tight. “The signal came back online briefly. They took her to the old Amertec Building in Hialeah an abandoned industrial complex

Chapter 103The night air was thick and humid as the armored SUVs killed their lights two blocks from the Amertec Building. Lucian stepped out first, the weight of his tactical vest a familiar anchor. Don moved like a ghost beside him, signaling the team to fan out. The backup unit was already locked in position, watchful and silent.Lucian keyed his comms, voice low and ice-cold. “Alpha Team, on me. We go in hot. Lila first—everything else is secondary. Move.”They advanced through the shadows, suppressed weapons raised. Don’s men took the roof access while Lucian led the ground breach at the east loading dock. The sedative gas had already done its work on the outer perimeter; two guards lay slumped and unconscious.The moment they breached the inner corridor, chaos erupted.Gunfire exploded from the second floor. Voss’s remaining men had been waiting.“Contact!” Don shouted.Bullets ricocheted off concrete pillar

Chapter 105The private VIP suite on the top floor of Miami General had been transformed into a fortress. Lucian had paid whatever it took to clear the entire wing, station his own security at every entrance, and have a full medical team on standby around the clock. Monitors beeped softly in the dim light, tracking every heartbeat, every breath.Lila lay in the center of the oversized hospital bed, her body finally starting to respond to the aggressive treatment. The gunshot wound on her thigh had been thoroughly cleaned, sutured, and packed with antibiotics. IV fluids and pain medication flowed steadily into her veins, fighting the infection that had begun to take hold. The CT scan had come back clear no skull fracture, only a moderate concussion that explained her prolonged unconsciousness. Her color was slowly returning, cheeks no longer deathly pale, and her breathing had deepened into something steadier, more natural.Dr. Ramirez stepped back from che

Chapter 107Lila’s eyelids fluttered.The first thing she registered was pain dull, throbbing pain in her left thigh and a heavy ache behind her eyes. Her mouth felt like sandpaper, tongue thick and dry. The sterile scent of hospital antiseptic filled her nose, mixed with something warmer, richer… Lucian’s cologne.Her fingers twitched. A large, warm hand immediately tightened around hers.“Princess?”That deep, rough voice low and commanding even when softened by exhaustion cut through the fog like a lifeline.Lila forced her eyes open. The room was dim, private, luxurious for a hospital wing. Monitors beeped softly beside her. IV lines tugged at her arm. And there, leaning over her with bloodshot eyes and a shadow of stubble on his jaw, was Lucian Kane.“Daddy…” The word slipped out hoarse and broken, but it was the most natural thing in the world.Lucian’s breath hitched. For a man who had stormed buildings a

Chapter 109The private hospital wing was quiet except for the soft beep of the monitor beside my bed.I sat up against the pillows, the IV line still taped to the back of my hand. For the first time in days my head felt clear. The dizziness was gone. The constant ache in my stomach had settled into something manageable. I could swallow without it feeling like sandpaper. The doctor had said I was “fully okay” this morning hydrated, nourished, and stable but he still wanted me under observation for a few more hours.Lucian sat in the chair beside the bed, one hand wrapped around mine, thumb stroking slow circles over my knuckles. He hadn’t left my side since they brought me in. His eyes were dark with exhaustion, but the relief in them was unmistakable every time he looked at me.The door opened and Dr. Patel walked in, chart in hand. He smiled when he saw me sitting up.“You look much better, Lila. Vitals are strong. Labs are good. You’