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The Club that ruined her...

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This is my first dark romance ch...

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Evelyn(Eve female lead)

Rex Maddox (male lead)

Dedication:- 🌹 To the monsters we crave in the dark. May they ruin us slow, and kiss where it hurts most

Chapter One:-The Club that Ruin Her. The club was too loud, too dark, too reckless. Bass thrummed beneath the soles of my heels, vibrating up my legs like a warning I didn’t listen to. I never came to places like this. But Lucy—wild, fearless Lucy—dragged me into sin wrapped in velvet and neon.

Evelyn (Eve )

“Just one drink, Evelyn,” she’d giggled, slipping a glass of wine into my hand. “Loosen up. You’re always so… good.” I was good. I was soft. I was safe. But good girls have no business in places like this. The moment the wine touched my lips, something changed. It burned too sweet. Hit too fast. My thoughts blurred like smeared lipstick, and my body felt heavier—hotter. Like it didn’t belong to me anymore. I stumbled through the crowd, laughter dizzy in my throat, wine glass clutched tight. I couldn’t see Lucy anymore. I didn’t even know where I was going. And then— I turned too fast. I slammed into a chest that felt like stone. My glass tilted. Dark wine spilled in a slow, sinful line across an expensive black button-down shirt. “Oh my God,” I gasped, heart dropping. “I-I’m so sorry—!” My hands flew to the stain, patting it, wiping it, panicked and clumsy...

Evelyn (Eve )

That’s when I felt him. Still. Silent. Watching. His voice was velvet, soaked in venom.

Rex

Do you always put your hands on men you don’t know, little girl? 🌹

Evelyn (Eve )

I looked up. And the world fell apart. He was beautiful in the most terrifying way. Cold jawline. Eyes like obsidian, unreadable and cruel. Not a trace of warmth. He looked like he could kill someone and not blink. He looked like he already had. My breath caught. My fingers still rested on his chest. “I'm s-so sorry,” I stammered again. “I didn’t mean to...

Rex

"Shhh.” “Look at me.” She did. And instantly wished she hadn’t. He wasn’t just a man. He was power. Hunger. Violence wrapped in a tailored suit. “I should be angry,” he murmured. “But you’re… beautiful.” His thumb brushed my lower lip. I tried to pull away. His grip tightened. “I-I need to find my friend—” said Eve... “No, you don’t,” he said calmly. “You need to learn manners...

Evelyn (Eve )

Then he kissed me. Furthermore, it wasn’t soft. It wasn’t kind. It was force. Possession. His mouth crushed mine with the hunger of a starved animal. His teeth scraped my lip. His tongue forced entry. I made a sound—high, shocked, desperate. He moaned into my mouth like he owned the sound. Like he’d been waiting years to ruin me...

Evelyn (Eve )

I pushed at his chest, shaking. He laughed against my lips.

Rex

"Run, baby" he whispered. I dare you... Evelyn tore away, stumbling through the crowd, choking on the taste of him. Her head spun. My chest heaved. I had to get out. But then— A hand fisted in my hair. He yanked me back into the shadows behind the club, against a brick wall, body pinning mine like a predator caging prey. “I warned you,” he growled. “Please,” I whispered. He inhaled me like a drug. “I like hearing that word from your lips,” he said. “But not when it means no. Say it again when you’re moaning.” Tears hit my lashes. He smiled. The kind of smile that meant he was going to keep me. Break me. Make me scream in every way a man could. “I’m Rex Maddox,” he said. “You just made the biggest mistake of your life.” And with the dark city around us and the club thundering behind us...

Evelyn (Eve )

He kissed me again like he already owned me

Evelyn (Eve )

I slapped him. Hard. My palm cracked against his cheek, and for a single heartbeat—everything went still. The music didn’t matter. The crowd didn’t matter. Even my fear paused. Rex Maddox just smiled. The kind of smile that meant I hadn’t escaped anything. I’d only made it worse

Rex

You shouldn’t have done that, little girl, he murmured, like he was savoring it. “Now I’m going to enjoy chasing you.” Evelyn didn’t wait to hear more. Evelyn ran. Through the club doors. Out into the cold, damp air that smelled like moss and smoke. The club was deep in the forest—secluded, hidden like something sinful. My heels hit the gravel as I bolted through the woods, dress snagging on low branches, lungs clawing for breath. She didn’t know where I was going. She didn’t care. She had to get away. Behind Evelyn she could hear the deliberate steps of a man who didn’t rush—because he knew I couldn’t escape. “Evelyn,” he called into the dark, his voice a quiet threat. “You’re only making it sweeter.” She stumbled down a foggy path, the headlights of distant cars long gone, the forest closing in. My heart slammed against my ribs like it wanted to escape me too. And then a Gunshot. It cracked through the trees like lightning. I screamed, ducking low to the ground, hands over my head. Her body froze. Her breath hitched...

Evelyn (Eve )

I was shaking so hard I couldn’t tell if it was the fear or the cold—or him. Then I felt him. He didn’t announce himself this time. A hand fisted in the back of my dress and yanked me up, back against a tree trunk, rough bark scraping my spine. “Ohh baby,” Rex whispered, voice thick with mock sympathy. “Are you scared of loud noises? Or do you just like giving me reasons to touch you?” I tried to scream again. He swallowed the sound with a kiss, brutal, and wet, his hand locking my throat—not squeezing, just claiming. My thighs trembled. My mind blurred. “No...Rex...please—” He laughed softly. “Say please like that again and I’ll make you cum in the dirt.” My knees buckled. He held me up with ease, pressing closer, so close I could feel how hard he was against me. “I should punish you,” he murmured, his fingers slipping beneath the hem of my dress. “For running. For slapping me. For pretending you don’t want this.” “I d-don’t want...” “You don’t know what you want yet,” he said darkly. “But I do.” His mouth dragged along my neck, kissing slow and taunting, like he was tasting what he already owned. “You’re trembling,” he whispered. I was. “You’re wet,” he added, more cruelly. I was...

Evelyn (Eve )

His hand moved over my panties, and pressed against me, teasing—rubbing—until my body betrayed me. I cried out, half sob, half moan. My legs spread against the bark instinctively, like my body needed the shame. “Good girl,” he purred. “I want you to remember this the next time you think you can run from me.” His fingers didn’t enter me. He just rubbed, slow and humiliating, until I was gasping—until I was moaning through clenched teeth like a ruined thing in the middle of the woods. “Look at you,” he murmured. “Whimpering for the man you slapped ten minutes ago.” My mind broke into pieces. Pleasure was a razor. Pain was a kiss. Shame curled in my stomach and turned into heat. “Tell me to stop,” he said, voice tight, twisted with desire. I didn’t. I couldn’t. He leaned in close, mouth at my ear. “I’ll give you one chance,” he whispered. “Beg me to stop and I’ll walk away.” I opened my mouth— —but all that came out was a moan. And Rex Maddox smirked like the monster he was.

*so this is the first next ch I will add tomorrow*

*Bye love you all*...

Ruined in the Woods...

Hi everyone!!!

Today let's start ch 2

⚠️ CHAPTER TWO :-Ruined in the Woods

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains disturbing content including psychological manipulation, forced dominance, non-consensual elements, trauma, degradation, and obsessive behavior. Reader discretion is strongly advised

Evelyn (Eve )

Evelyn Vale She crossed her legs like it could stop him

Evelyn (Eve )

Trembling, shaking, she backed up until her spine kissed the rough bark of a tree, heart pounding like it wanted to escape her chest

Evelyn (Eve )

“P-please,” she whispered, voice so cracked it barely sounded human. “Don’t…”

But Rex Maddox didn’t speak human. He spoke hunger

Rex

His eyes dropped to her thighs — barely covered, her dress hiked from the run, the panic. Her breathing came in soft whimpers. She tried pressing her knees together tighter...

Rex

He crouched before her like a wolf about to taste something helpless. Precious. Breakable.

Rex

And then, with one gloved hand, he forced her legs apart

Rex

She cried out, fists curling into the dirt. “No—!” But her voice only fed the monster in him. “Do you know what it does to me,” Rex murmured darkly, “when you tremble and beg… and still smell like heaven?” He leaned closer — nose to skin — and inhaled right between her thighs. She gasped. Tears slid down her cheeks.

Rex

Rex groaned low in his throat. “Fuck. That sweet scent?” He dragged his tongue along the inside of her leg, slow. Cruel. “It smells like fear. And I want to wear it on my mouth.” His mouth traced lower and slower until her thighs trembled...He looked up, smirking as though tasting her would ruin him in the best way... She cried out "Hhhh---ahhh..." She shook her head violently, trying to twist away. He caught her easily, one hand wrapped around her ankle, keeping her wide open. “No one’s ever tasted you, have they?” he said, voice like gravel. “That’s fine. I’ll make up for lost time.” Her sob was a broken sound. “Pl... please…” He looked up at her with that same haunted smile from the club. “I told you, I fell in love the second you spilled wine on me baby. But this?” His fingers trailed her inner thigh. “This isn’t love, Evelyn.” His mouth hovered an inch above her soaked lace. “This is claiming.” He spread her a more wide open like she was a secret only he was allowed to read. His breath ghosted over her until she trembled with the ache of waiting—soft, needy, undone. Then his tongue came, a single claiming stroke that made her cry out. He didn’t rush; he lingered, tasting, mapping, savoring her as if she were the only flavor worth remembering. “Fuck,” he murmured against her, voice rough and half-broken. He dipped lower, slow and deliberate, every movement measured, hungry. Each flick of his tongue drew another sound from her throat(ahhhmmm), sharper, more helpless, until her fingers tangled in his hair. Furthermore, he smiled against her, not gentle—devouring—because he already knew the exact place to break her and the exact way she would fall apart. He answered every small sound she made, turning it into something worse and something exquisite, until she was trembling with need and ruin at once. He pulled back, lips wet, and whispered against her trembling heat:- “Cry harder baby". I want to see what your soul tastes like when it shatters...

Trigger Warning: This scene contains obsessive behavior, forced dominance, twisted teasing, and emotional trauma. Read only if you crave the darkest shadows of romance.

Evelyn (Eve )

Evelyn Vale She tasted like broken prayers and something too pure to touch

Rex

Rex pulled back from her thighs, his mouth slick with her fear — and something deeper.

Rex

Not lust. Not consent. Just a shiver he wanted to drown in

Evelyn (Eve )

She curled away from him, eyes wild, lips trembling

Evelyn (Eve )

“Why…” she whispered, shattered. “Why are you doing this to me?” He smiled, lips stained from her. “Because I don’t believe in fate. I believe in taking what I want.” He stood over her now, tall and terrifying. She didn’t even realize he’d unbuckled his coat until it dropped onto the moss like a crown falling. And then he held up one finger .

Rex

1. “You begged,” he said. “And I want to hear it again.” She is speechless. So he gripped her chin, firm but not enough to bruise. “You don’t get it yet. This isn’t about permission. This is about how many times I can break you until your body begs without your mouth.” Her breath hitched.

Rex

2. He leaned in close. “You smell like pain. And it’s sweet.” He dragged his tongue slowly across the corner of her mouth — tasting her tears.

Rex

She whimpered. He didn’t stop. His voice dropped lower. “Do you know what happens when prey runs from a predator in the woods?” She shook. “They get found. Spread. And marked.” And then his hand slid under her dress again — not to invade, not yet — just to rest there. A promise. A threat.

Rex

3. “You think I’ll fuck you now?” he whispered against her throat. “No. You don’t deserve that yet.” She blinked up at him, dazed and soaked in fear. “I want you to ache for it,” he said. “I want you to think about me every time you close your thighs and realize how empty I left you.” He grinned as she whimpered. Then he turned away. Just like that. Left her there, trembling in the dark woods, soaked, torn open emotionally — and untouched in all the wrong places. His voice echoed behind him: “Don’t worry, Evelyn. I’ll come back when your body starts begging louder than your mouth.

so ch 2 is over

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