Ruin Me, Gently

ISABELLE.

I held up my hand, letting the gorgeous little rock that sat in between my fingers do the talking.

"Oh my God." Aurora, my best friend, held my hand so she could take a closer look at the diamond ring.

"T......this looks divine." Aurora praised.

"I know." I couldn't stop grinning.

"I can't believe Dave finally popped the question," Aurora mumbled, not tearing her eyes away from the ring. I could see a bit of tears in her eyes, and that made me smile even more. Yeah, the ring was precious. But above all, she of all people knew how much this meant to me.

I chuckled, trying to push back happy tears, too. "I didn't see it coming. At least not tonight. But I'm glad it happened."

Aurora finally stared back into my eyes. "You are really going to be Mrs Andrew? Oh, come here." She pulled me into a deep hug. I sniffled, then chuckled. "Yes, I am."

"I'm so happy for you, babe. This is the best news I've heard all month." She said,

I shut my eyes for a second, soaking myself in all the love I was getting from my very good friend. "Thank you, sweetheart."

We pulled away from the hug.

"You are going to make a beautiful bride, mi amore."

I smiled harder, wondering why my cheeks weren't hurting since that was all I had been doing all evening.

"Thanks. The kind words mean so much to me. I really hope I will be able to close my eyes tonight. I don't even know how to explain how I feel."

Aurora scoffed, rolling her eyes at the same time. "You are such a lover girl, Bee. But it looks like you are going to be in your man's arms throughout the night so I wouldn't worry if I were you."

I couldn't help with the blush that crept to my cheek.

"Thank you for the kind words. By the way, what are you doing here? I rushed to the restroom to give you and Mom the news on the phone, but I was shocked to meet you in the hallway."

"Uhh....I...I..." Aurora stammered, suddenly looking nervous, but a small smile crept to my lips as the realization hit me.

"Dave invited you to come witness the surprise?"

A nervous laugh escaped Aurora. "Not really. I came here with my colleagues to discuss work. I had no idea I was going to bump into you."

"By the way, I have to go; I don't want to keep them waiting. I will give you a call when I'm about to leave, and congratulations once again." Aurora blew me a kiss, then rushed out of the ladies' room.

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"Hi, Sorry to interrupt, but did my fiancé leave a message for me?" I was back at the table, but Dave was nowhere to be found, so I decided to ask the waitress that served us earlier.

"I saw him towards the games room."

I frowned. "Games room?"

"Yes, ma'am. We've got a space for that. Some guests want a serene place to dine, wine, and play pool. The room is just down the hallway, to your left."

I forced a smile, "Thank you." Holding my clutch tighter, I made my way towards the game room. I could see a few people throw polite smiles my way, which I returned. I remember them cheering me up when Dave was on his knee.

'What if there's another surprise?' My subconscious said, causing my smile to grow bigger.

I finally located the room and was about to push the door open.

"You fucking avoid me for days, and here you are with a damn proposal?" The familiar voice caused me to standstill. Apparently, the door wasn't properly shut as I thought.

I frowned. "Aurora?"

"I'm not in the mood for your tantrums. Just take your leave. Tonight's a special night. Don't ruin it, please." That was Dave's voice.

I was lost. This duo had hardly ever made conversation in my presence. Why would Aurora want to ruin my special night?

"I'm pregnant, and it's yours!"

My breath caught in my throat. I couldn't breathe; I couldn't move.

Aurora's voice kept replaying in my head. Literally the same person who said she was happy for me just some minutes ago.

I shook my head, ignoring the silence from the room. I definitely misheard. There's no way something like this would occur under my nose.

Dave's furious voice came through before I could move an inch from where I stood.

"What the heck? Didn't you promise me that you were on the pill?"

My clutch fell off my hand, causing a loud thud on the tiled floor.

The door opened from the inside, and the culprits appeared in front of me. I instantly felt sick in the pit of my stomach seeing the duo together.

Both were shocked to see me standing out there. Aurora, my 'supposed' best friend, was looking everywhere else except into my eyes.

"Baby?" A nervous smile crept to Dave's lips. "What are you doing here?" He was about to come close to me, but I raised a hand, stopping him, as I continued to glare at him through my teary eyes.

"You both played me?!" I whispered in a dead tone. I had no idea when tears rolled down my cheeks. It was as though my chest was repeatedly being stabbed with a knife.

"Please let me explain."

Nothing prepared me for the way those words crushed me. Maybe because a part of me was expecting all of this to be a dream.

"You fucked my best friend till she got pregnant, then you got the guts to propose to me?"

I scoffed. "You both literally act as though you hate yourselves when we are all together, but I know you all must have made a fool of me in your secret romantic times."

"How long has this been going on?" I cried.

"It was just a misunderstanding. A drunken mistake. It never should have happened."

"So you proposed to me out of guilt?"

"I was going to tell you."

"When? On our wedding night?"

"I was waiting for the right time. I didn't want to lose you. Aurora means nothing to me. You are the one my heart belongs to."

With tears still rolling down my cheeks, I ignored Dave and turned my attention to Aurora. "Chief bride's maid, huh?"

Unlike Dave, whose face was filled with guilt, I couldn't say the same for my so-called ex-best friend.

"You had the guts to look me in the eyes almost every day when you continued to bang the man I loved. How do you even sleep at night?"

"Look, I'm sorry you had to find out like this, but maybe Dave isn't meant to be your man." Her voice didn't hold any ounce of regret.

I scoffed, wondering how I had been so blind all this while.

"Aurora?!!!" Dave glared at her.

"There's no fucking way I'm going to let you go after her while I carry your child. Yes, it might have started as a mistake, but didn't you tell me I'm the best person you've ever had in bed?"

"Stop being petty. We all say stupid things in the midst of pleasure."

"You both really deserve each other." I began to take off the ring from my finger.

"Babe, please don't." Dave pleaded.

I smashed the jewelry against his chest, then picked up my clutch from the floor with my shaky hands

"Babe, please."

"Don't leave me, honey. It's not what you think."

"Let me explain. Please."

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Hours Later.

"Don is losing it. The ladies with him aren't up to the task. He said he's going to leave if we don't get him a replacement as soon as possible." A staff member said to one of the bar attendants.

The bar attendant who goes by the name Harry slammed a hand towel against the counter. "What do you mean by that? Where the hell are Nancy and Dorcas?" He said at the top of his voice through the loud music playing in the background.

"They are not here yet. They aren't answering their phones either."

"Men!!!"I scoffed as I picked up my shot glass from the counter. "A gender filled with assholes," I mumbled as I gulped down the contents of the tiny glass.

"He's our biggest client. He mustn't leave. Do all you can to keep him there. I will try to get through to Nancy." The staff left while Harry reached for the phone in his pocket. He dialed a number, cursed when there was no answer, and then he began to type furiously on the phone.

"Need help?" I said loud enough to grab Harry's attention. I had no idea why I said that, but nothing prepared me for the looks he sent my way.

Red puffy eyes; makeup smeared, thanks to the tears that couldn't stop rolling down my cheeks for hours.

"You do, but proud as fuck!" I would usually not interfere in what has nothing to do with me. Thanks to the shots that I've had.

"You want me to make a fool of myself before our biggest client by presenting you to him?" He took a step closer towards the counter. Fortunately, there was another bartender on the other side, attending to the few customers. "Girl, give me a break! You just got dumped."

I chuckled, staring down at the empty glass shot before me. It's crazy how loyalty and honesty don't count in today's world. I've always been a good girl, and yet I was betrayed by the people I trusted and loved the most in the world.

I honestly had no idea why I thought I could cover up for the ladies who were trained to entertain very important guests.

"I don't remember telling you my story." I attacked.

The moment I got here, I spent a good amount of time in the restroom, crying my eyes out, before I finally came to sit by the counter for drinks.

Harry gave me an obvious look. "This is a club. Happy people come here; sad people also. So I can tell what's up with you. I bet someone is going to replace you after you take your leave." He gestured to where I was seated.

"Wow!!! Men must really be dickheads!"

"If you say so! But why do you even think I'll choose you!"

"Because I am a virgin."

Harry stared at me as though I had horns in my head.

"You are really untouched, and you let me waste my time in engaging in conversation with you?"

"You've had quite a number to drink, how come your speech is still clear?" He added.

"I'm a good girl, but that doesn't mean I don't know how to do the bad stuff."

Harry parted his lips to say something, but I guess words failed him.

I had no power over the words that were rolling off my tongue. All I knew was that I was tired of being trampled on and, most importantly, I needed something to take my mind off this betrayal.

"Don is not having it. He said he's going to leave in five minutes." The staff from earlier said, looking worried as hell. "Did you get through to Nancy?"

"We need to act fast. Our job is at stake." He panicked.

I could feel Harry's eyes on me.

I continued to stare at the empty glass shot before me, pretending I had no idea what was going on around me.

"Are you sure you are up to the task?" Harry directed at me.

"I don't do business with people who look down on me," I answered, still not looking into his eyes.

"Look, sorry if I was harsh! Don is our biggest client. We only give him the best."

"Then good luck with finding him the best!" I picked up my purse, then was almost getting off the stool when his voice came through again.

"Why go home and continue to sob on your couch when there's an opportunity to have the time of your life?"

I finally looked into Harry's eyes. "So now you believe in me?"

He shrugged! "Don is not into men, so there's little I can do. I let you have a good time with a man anyone would die to have. In return, you help me keep my job."

I rolled my eyes as I got off the stool.

"Don't be a sucker! What better way to get revenge against your ex than screwing someone richer, hotter, and sexier than him?"

"Don doesn't do virgins!" I mocked.

"You can take your leave. Let him know that someone will be there in a few." He said to the staff who obeyed.

"You didn't have to say that out loud."

I arched a brow at the dude before me.

"Keep that between us. Don doesn't have to know."

I folded my arms. "And who says I'm in?"

"I don't trust people, but I'm going to give you a chance," Harry said, but before I could say a word to defend myself, he disappeared from my face.

"Asshole!" I mumbled as I opened my purse, trying to see if I still had some cash in there to take a taxi home.

Sadly, there was nothing there-just my phone, which I had run out of battery on.

"Perfect!" I huffed! I spent all my money on alcohol, and here I was. Stranded.

"Let's go!" That familiar voice said, bringing me out of my thoughts.

It was Harry who was now standing beside me with his apron discarded.

"Huh?"

He grabbed my hand and let me out of the bar through a "staff only" door.

We got into the dressing room, and then he let go of my hand.

A lady in a very short dress and wine hair approached us. "Her dress is perfect, but please do something to her face and hair. Simple but classy. You got just one minute."

Before I could have a say, the lady called Mary pushed me into a chair and began to work on my face. Through the mirror before me, I could see Harry standing behind us, watching Mary closely.

Mary was done with my face in no time, then she moved to my hair, fixing the curls as fast as she could.

"All done, Boss." She said to Harry as she turned the chair around so I could face him.

"Better! Let's go."

"Huh?!" At this point, my reality dawned on me.

What the hell did I agree to?

"You have only one option. Getting the job done." Harry said sternly. "I also do not forgive easily, so think twice before you ruin things."

"You're threatening me?" I said in disbelief. I was literally helping out here. Shouldn't he be more grateful than commanding?

"I'm just being realistic, Amore. I need you to channel the betrayal into something positive. Make the best of this night. Look back and have no regrets!" Harry said, then took slow steps toward me. "I think I know your type, and it's time to bring to life all the fiery and beastly desires that you've buried inside of you! Forget about me and my job. Go in there and make yourself proud. This is all about you."

I swallowed painfully.

"After what felt like forever, Harry brought me before a door. "Don is all yours! He doesn't need to know this is your first time. Bon appétit!" Harry reminded, then disappeared in a flash.

My heart began to race as I stared at the door before me. I was trying so hard not to think of the consequences of what was about to happen. I agree that I used to be a very calculated person, but where has that gotten me? I was done playing by the ethical rules of life. Even though it was just for tonight.

I heaved a silent sigh as I connected my hand to the door handle and pushed the door open.

Very dim lights, comfortable sofas and furniture, an exclusive bar area, a large screen TV fixed to the wall that showed everything going on in the main bar, and gaggling sounds..... wait, what?

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Two blonde ladies were on their knees, giving pleasure to the man seated on the sofa. One had her mouth over his dick and the other was sucking his balls.

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My eyes continued to scroll up, and they landed on the most beautiful, gorgeous eyes I have ever seen. Sadly, the owner's face doesn't fit the eyes, or perhaps the stern look was borne out of the fact that I barged in and began looking around, as though I were lost.

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"Out!!!!" A stern voice came through, causing me to jump on my feet where I stood.

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My lips moved as I tried to form words to defend myself. But instead, I saw the two blondes scurried out of the room, sniffling.

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The moment the door was shut, I turned my gaze back to the devil before me. I couldn't really tell the size of his dick cos he wasn't hard.

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What the hell were those two doing?

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Or was he a difficult person to get aroused?

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I was sure that they were experienced. If they couldn't do the job, then what makes me think that I could? What the hell have you gotten yourself into Isabe......"

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"Are you just going to stand there or get to work?"

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His cold voice brought me out of my thoughts.

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Apart from betrayals, I so much disliked bossy and very disrespectful people.

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"Fuck yourself!" I lashed out in the same tone, then stormed towards the door, but before I could connect my hand with the door handle, the voice stopped me.

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"I'm going to bend you over and fuck you until you can't feel your legs anymore."

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"You're free to dare me if you want!"

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A deep shiver ran down my spine! His voice wasn't only commanding but possessive in a way that it was so hard to ignore.

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I slowly turned around, tossed my purse to the couch by the door, then took small steps into the room. I came to a halt a few steps away from the man before me, then folded my arms.

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We exchanged stern looks.

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"I don't like to repeat myself. Get to work."

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"I don't fuck rude people!" I replied in the same tone as he did, ignoring the unbelievable looks that he gave me.

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Don rose to his feet, grabbed me by my waist, and pushed me up against the wall.

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My heart raced hard against my chest. The way his breath fanned against my neck caused the tiny hairs at the back of my neck to stand to attention.

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Then it happened. I felt something thick and long poke me from underneath, causing me to feel hot from within.

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He had hardly even touched me, yet I could feel my nipple erect.

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Thank goddess I wore a good bra today. Losing my reputation before a beast like him was the last thing I wanted to happen.

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"Get down on your knees and suck!!!" He commanded. His eyes were filled with desire mixed with anger.

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I mentally facepalmed. Wondering what I had gotten myself into.

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"Don't make me force you!!!"

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The tone of his voice caused me to swallow painfully. I wanted to push him off me so badly, even though that was almost impossible, and at the same time, I wanted to explore the reason why I felt so hot from the inside. This was embarrassing to say, but my nipples don't just stand without a purpose. You would have to play with them for a while before they take shape.

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Who the hell was this man?

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My legs became jelly, and I found myself slowly sliding down till I got on my knees.

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My eyes went wide at the length in front of me. This dude was hugeeeeee! Even my favorite pornstar wasn't this big. Was this even real?

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I looked up at Don. I didn't fail to notice the impatience in his eyes. Did he want to be in my mouth that badly?

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This was more than even what I signed up for. Why was he so hard when I hadn't even touched him?

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I was thinking of how to go about the puzzle before me when Don grabbed my hair and pushed my face towards his erect cock.

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"Open!" He groaned when I refused to suck. He continued to fuck my closed lips, seeking entrance.

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Don held his cock and began to gently smack it against my face. My cheeks, to be precise. I have always been a content child, but I must say, this was one of the hardest temptations I've ever experienced.

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Even though I've always kept myself, my head was filled with fantasies. Since Don's cock was even bigger than that of my fave, it was safe to say my dream had finally become my reality, but here I was, refusing, for reasons I can't even put into words.

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My heart rate didn't reduce, and to make things worse, I could feel my panties getting damp. I have never felt this way before any man. Not even Dave, whom I thought was the love of my life. I couldn't even bring myself to touch Don's cock, cos I knew I would be a goner if I did.

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"Open up!" He continued to smack my already rosy cheek with his thick length. This time around, I could hear the anger in his voice. The desire still lingered in the eyes. It was obvious he wanted to do so much to me, but he was also holding back. For reasons only known to him.

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I finally parted my lips, about to defend myself, but something thick and strong blocked my words. Don already tucked his dick in me.

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I bit the cap of his cock.

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A loud groan escaped Don as he instantly withdrew himself from me and examined his length.

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Did I bite too hard?

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Don grabbed my hair and pulled me up.

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I hissed in pain. He let go once I was up, looking deep into my eyes.

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"You called for this, and I'm going to ruin you!"

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A deep shiver ran down my spine. If my body wasn't silly, why was it excited at the thought of someone ruining me?

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Well, what's the worst that could happen? Wasn't my life a joke already?

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Don pulled up his pants, buckled up, grabbed me by my hand, and then began to pull me towards the back exit. An escape I had no idea existed until now.

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