Destroy Me (Corrupted Royals)

Copyright © 2023 DESTROY ME by M.A. Heard. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written consent of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotation embodied in critical reviews and various other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. The resemblance to actual persons, things, living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. Cover Designer: Cormar Covers Cover Designer: Wander Photography Cover Model: Andrew Biernat Editor: Sheena Taylor TABLE OF CONTENTS Dedication Songlist Synopsis Destroy Me Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Published Books Connect with me Acknowledgments Dedication To all the queens who love villains. I hope you find one that will burn down the world for you. & Happy Birthday, Abbie xox Songlist Click here - Spotify Dancing in a Daydream – Roses & Revolutions, Weathers Calling on Angels – J2, Natalie Major Carry on Wayward Son – Neoni Animal – Chase Holfelder Burning Heart – SVRCINA SOS – Elizaveta Skin – Rag’n’Bone Man With Arms Wide Open – Tommee Profitt, Nicole Serrano Chasing Cars – Tommee Profitt, Fleurie My Sacrifice – Tommee Profitt, Nicole Serrano Synopsis Our first meeting was at a nightclub, and it was something straight out of my most romantic fantasies. My ovaries exploded at the sight of the Russian God. And by God, I mean he was ripped, tall, dark, and deadly attractive. There were enough sparks between us to light up a city. Then an explosion blasted through the nightclub, and we got trapped together for three hours, sharing our most personal details… everything but our names. Two years later, our second meeting is the complete opposite of the first. It’s clear Misha Petrov, a Russian enforcer for the bratva, despises me. The emotional night we shared meant nothing to him. You see, my family is sworn enemies with the bratva and Italian mafia, which means Misha considers me a threat. I wish I could hate him the way he hates me. But nooo, my stupid heart wants what it wants. Every rough touch from Misha makes my skin tingle. Every low-rumbling threat growled through his clenched teeth has my breath speeding up. We might be sworn enemies, but I can’t stop myself from wanting this dangerous man. Then there’s the other problem. If I can, by some miracle, get Misha to fall in love with me, we’ll only have to face the entire bratva and my family. What could possibly go wrong? Destroy Me Mafia / Organized Crime / Suspense Romance STANDALONE in the CORRUPTED ROYALS Book 1 Authors Note: This book contains subject matter that may be sensitive for some readers. There is triggering content related to Extreme violence Graphic torture Blood play Anxiety issues Kidnapping 18+ only I might have left out a TW, so please read responsibly. Chapter 1 Aurora Misha Petrov; 22. Aurora D’Angelo; 18. “Abbie, wait for me,” I whisper-hiss as I grab hold of my best friend’s arm just as we’re about to enter the popular nightclub she’s dragged me to. “Don’t you dare leave me alone.” Abbie lets out a burst of laughter, playfully rolling her eyes at me. “Like I’d ever do that.” She takes hold of my hand, and I stick close to her as a bouncer allows us to enter. We’re met by a lady who’s dressed in a black silk top and pants, her blonde hair twisted up in a perfect bun. She gives us a professional, welcoming smile while she checks our IDs, then waves us toward the lower level where we have to push through the crowd already in full party mode. “Damn, this place is packed,” I have to shout so Abbie can hear me. “You weren’t joking when you said it’s popular.” Abbie leans closer. “Hopefully, the VIP section won’t be as busy.” Nodding at her, I grip her hand tightly, so we don’t get separated in the madness. It looks like every single person in Geneva is at the nightclub. I’ve always suffered from claustrophobia, and being bumped and shoved by random strangers is not my definition of fun. This is my first time at a nightclub, and it’s only because of Abbie that I’m here. My parents think I’m safely at her house, and so do my bodyguards, who are probably still standing guard outside Abbie’s suite at the Sartori vacation mansion. My parents reluctantly agreed that I could visit Abbie for a week before Easter. Because my parents know the Sartoris, I was only given two guards. Abbie has sneaking out down to an art form, though, and she made it look so easy to escape my ever-present guards. With curious eyes, I take in everything around me. The club's interior is dark, with colorful, strobing lights pulsing to the fast beat filling the air. There are bars on either side of the huge dance floor, with bartenders rushing to fill the orders. People are laughing and talking, and men are flirting with women. A big group dances in the middle of the room as if they have endless energy. It fills the atmosphere with an exciting vibe that’s infectious. It’s surreal. When we climb the stairs to the VIP section, fear spins in my stomach. If my father finds out I’m at a club, there will be hell to pay. He won’t find out. Chill. Abbie smiles at the bouncer, who looks like a mountain of a man, then she says, “Sartori