A Virgin's sinful yearnings
"How did you do it Odette?" he asked again.
Her lips parted as her heart pounded against her breast.
What—" she gasped, her voice trembling. “What—?” He moved closer until there wasn't room between them. The warmth of his body pressed against hers, the scent of him—fogged in her mind.
Then his mouth came down, his lips beside her ear, his breath on her skin searing.
"Just how did you end my brother's life, Odette?”he breathed.
Eighteen-year-old Odette Davenport was married to Salvatore Moretti, heir to a powerful empire. Five years later, Salvatore is murdered, and as his widow, Odette is the last person to see him alive.
Nico Moretti, Salvatore's brother, returns home determined to uncover the truth. But as his investigation unfolds, Odette wrestles with guilt and a forbidden desire ignited by his presence. Every glance hides a secret, and every kiss could be their last.
This is a dark, suspenseful tale of love, loyalty, and deception delves deep into the Moretti family's dark underbelly.
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Chapter: Chapter 9*****"Scarcely a sprinkle of yarrow and marigold," Nanny Bellamy declared, moving a strand of her hair behind her ear as she tied a scarf across her neck. "Nothing more. I'll be back before you know you miss me.""I might have Dr. Pelham drop by," Nico proposed.She'd smiled at him then, making him feel like he was one and five all over again."And disturb your father with a few aches? Oh, no," she'd said in a gentle voice. "He won't appreciate the fuss. This will do."He hadn't objected. Maybe he should have.Bellamy pushed the basket onto her arm and dismissed him with the same smile. "Mind your sketches, young sir. I'll have that garden wall straight this time."He'd promised it would. As he watched her leave.Two hours later.He headed down the corridor to the servant's quarter."Has anyone spotted my Nanny?" he inquired of a small kitchen maid with a wicker basket. "Well, She ought to be back by now."She opened her eyes wide in surprise. "Not since morning, sir. I think she sa
Last Updated: 2025-08-01
Chapter: Chapter 8Odette stirred from her drowse, the pillow warm below her cheek. Her head throbbed faintly at the temples as she tried to lift her hand, scarcely moving the blanket beneath her. Her skin felt displeased and feverish. Slowly, she turned her head, her lashes dragging open to find herself quite in the familiar surroundings of her bedroom. The curtains were drawn. Groggily, she tried to move, but a searing pain extended outward from her body as she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. “Glad you’ve come back to us.” Startled Odette’s eyes moved slowly towards the voice. Odelyn. She was seated on the chair near the hearth, her hands folded neatly in her lap. “You caused a considerable stir, sister. Even summoned concern from Sir Moretti. quite the feat, that.” Odette blinked slowly, and swallowed, her throat bitter. "What…what happened?" "You fainted in the old garden," Odelyn replied simply, smoothing the skirt of her gown. "Sir Nico carried you in, and yelled for the maids
Last Updated: 2025-07-23
Chapter: Chapter 7Nico had woken up at some wee morning hour, though he hadn’t slept well, for days now. Sleep had become some kind of myth lately, something his body pretended to do while his mind would roam in the dark, back to the study. To Odette. He ought to have been focusing on the case. On the folder locked away in his room, parked with Giancarlo's forensic overviews and tribunal-acceptable suspicions. On the evidence that Salvatore had been stabbed first, before even being shot, and that his murderer had likely dispatched him up close—intimately. In rage or terror. But instead— His thoughts, strayed elsewhere every night, every minute. To her. To the sound of her breathing. To the warmth of her skin against his. To the sweep of her waist, the soft flesh of her wrist. To something entirely and sinfully different. Making merciless love to her. God. She drove him mad without even trying to seduce him. And giving that he was not supposed to feel this way, or was not wo
Last Updated: 2025-06-24
Chapter: Chapter 6 A knock on her door was tempered, no louder than the rain on the windows, which started a few hours ago. Odette's brow creased into her pillow. The room was biting, the fire had long since gone out. She opened her eyes, slowly, her breath fogged in the darkness. Penelope, she thought, rising. Another knock came, then nothing. She moved across the floor, her palm against the door. Then opened the latch her breath caughting. Nico. Not her maid. What was he doing here? He stood in the doorway, soaked, his shirt plastering to every inch of his skin, his coat were open, water running down from his hair. His chest heaved once. And her gaze fall—to the faint outline of his abs under the wet clothes. His belt. His forearms. His knuckles which were curled white at his hips. She froze, her throat drying as she swallowed. "Nico—?" She murmured in a rasp. Her heart beat quickening. He looked at her like a man on the brink of madness. Her fists tightened into the doorframe
Last Updated: 2025-06-19
Chapter: Chapter 5Odette’s blood ran cold. Her eyes whipped for the silhouette in the doorway, while still scandalously perched on the margin of her late husband's desk. Suzanna stood frozen—one of the oldest house keeper, her mouth slightly parted, her expression stricken her gaze fixed somewhere just over Odette’s thigh— refusing to see what might already be seared into her memory. She immediately averted her vision from Odette's positioning on the desk. "I beg your pardon, Sir Nico," she breathed, "I didn't realize the study was occupied." With that she redraw, the door shutting behind her. Silence closed in around the room. Odette remained paralyzed, unable to move. Her face burned with a heat that made her want to vanish into the floorboards. Her legs trembled fitfully as she tried to move against the desk, to modestly shut her knees properly, but the movement only tended to increase the burning pulsing low between her thighs. What in God's name was happening to me. She thought. Y
Last Updated: 2025-06-15
Chapter: Chapter 4"You appear to be Odette Davenport" Nico replied his hands still fixed on hers. "Now answer me. How excertly did you end my brother's life." He growled. She shook her head, her lips trembling. "I— I—did—not do it." She breathed. Nico turned away from her, pacing, his fingers clenching and unclenching at his sides He stared blindly at the wall, then ran a hand over his hair. The words did not soothe him, more so. They fueled him. She looked… afraid. And that only cinched more suspicion around his ribcage. He had recited Giancarlo's words a dozen times at least by now, and yet they still sounded very much unreal. "Scratches Nico. On his torso. Deep. Defensive. And a stab wound— on the lower abdomen." "The bullets came after." "Your brother wasn't just shot. The shots came afterwards. Salvatore was stabbed first—possibly even killed that way." "There had been signs of intimacy too. I noticed it when I was doing the preliminary exam on Salvatore's body, moments befo
Last Updated: 2025-06-13
Until The Morning After
Author’s Note: Hi loves! I’ve gone back through this story and given it a full polish—
If you’ve read it before, you’ll notice differences starting from Chapter one 👀✨
June and Adrien’s love story
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Moving to Briarwood Hills with her mom and little brother Joey should have been a fresh start for Nineteen year old June.
But instead, she's dragged to a shoddy underground club by her new friend where she is dared by the friend to do the unthinkable, fuck Adrien.
A cold, notorious, devastatingly hot mafia bad boy of Briarwood Hills.
And she does without holding back.
However the next morning, when June arrived for breakfast with her new family nothing could have prepared her for the boy who walked in.
Adrian her new brother, the very devastatingly handsome cold man who fucked her notoriously took her virginity and left her wanting to be spread open again by him.
But Adrien doesn’t seem like last night meant anything to him as he only drags her into his room, giving her three rules
Rule number one
Forget what happened last night.
Rule number two
Stay the fuck away from me and my business.
Rule number three
If you’re already growing my kid, take it out.
But how the hell is June supposed to forget him,
when all she can think about is how bad she wants him in her again?
Trigger Warning
For mature audience only 🔞
Repeat - for mature audience only 🔞
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Chapter: chapter 9Join us for breakfast June's pov “Shit!” I bent down to grab it, groaning when I saw spiderweb of cracks spreading across the screen.I looked up, ready to give whoever it was a piece of my mind, but the stairs above me was empty. Whoever it was had already disappeared.“What the ….” I scowled rolling my eyes.Had to be him I murmured under my breath. The only other man in the mansion with the freedom to move about as he wanted, which in truth he can."What an asshole." I murmured climbing the remaining stairs to my room, tossing the phone onto my dresser and turning towards the bathroom to clean up, somehow thinking about the brief touch on the stairs and how annoyingly familiar it had felt.____I made my way down the stairs, after freshening up and changing into a beige button down short skirt and a tucked in pastel yellow tank top.The smell of pancakes made my stomach rumble immediately.There was only one meaning to the warm buttery smell, Mom was at it again. Getting to the
Last Updated: 2026-03-01
Chapter: Chapter 8I think this is yours June's povWe stepped outside and Roxy turned to to face me.“So…Was he a good fuck?” she asked again."Roxy...” My cheeks instantly heated, as I looked around hoping no one heard her. I should have known she wouldn't drop the topic. I stopped walking, turning to her. She raised a brow. “Yes...Well?”I swallowed hard, my mind taking me back to his groin inside me. The memory alone made my skin heat all over again.“Uh…” I stammered, looking anywhere but her. “He’s… .”Her grin widened. “Yeah he's...?”I rolled my eyes and tried to hide my face. “Well...someone I’ll not forget soon.”Roxy chuckled, clearly enjoying how flustered I was, as we walked toward a Black Matte Porsche 911.“So…” I said after a moment trying to change the topic, while glancing sideways at her, “you’re… you know, like gay?”With a sly smile, Roxy unlocked the passenger side door. “Bisexual, actually. I enjoy both. Why limit yourself, right?” she said casually, then leaned close that he
Last Updated: 2026-02-28
Chapter: Chapter 7A good fuck, wasn’t he? June's pov Adrien joined me, spreading my legs as he gazed intently into my eyes, the hunger in his eyes sending shivers of flames through my core. He takes his gaze to my sex, his eyes darkening with lust before his mouth lowered between my legs, his hot breath teasing my sensitive flesh and I bit my lips from the blissful feeling. His tongue came in contact with my clit and I felt a rush of pleasure come over me. I let out a little cry and held onto the sheets. His mouth deftly tonic my clit as his tongue probed every nook and cranny. My body writhed under his caresses, a sensation of pleasure I had never known before travelling over my being. I collapsed back onto the bed, sweating and trembling from the sensation, while Adrien crawled up my body, capturing my lips in a kiss hungryly. I could taste myself on his tongue, the flavor adding to the already overwhelming sensations, sending sparks of pleasure straight to my core. He pulled back, quickl
Last Updated: 2025-11-25
Chapter: Chapter 6I'm going to fuck you now, June, June Pov “I..I,” I swallowed breathless “If I was, would you stop?” I panted feeling all squirmy and heated, and all I want was his mouth back to mine and his hand under my pants. Why couldn't he just stop talking and actually continue. “I don’t have the kind of self control you think I do June. If I start with you, I won’t stop. I’ll take everything. You understand that?” His hand brushed my jaw, before he traced my bottom lip with his thumb. Then taking one of my hands he directed it down between our bodies, placing my fingers against his hard groan holding it there. I became lost in the sensation. My hands fully encompassing his girth, as I felt him throb under my touch. “I won’t be gentle June. I won’t pretend to be the good guy.” He leaned closer to my ear, his voice dropping to a growl. “Part of me wants to so bad fuck you, not that I'd need to since you want me that fucking much.” He released my hand then took his under my skirt, and
Last Updated: 2025-11-21
Chapter: Chapter 6I'm going to fuck you now, June, June Pov “I..I,” I swallowed breathless “If I was, would you stop?” I panted feeling all squirmy and heated, and all I want was his mouth back to mine and his hand under my pants. Why couldn't he just stop talking and actually continue. “I don’t have the kind of self control you think I do June. If I start with you, I won’t stop. I’ll take everything. You understand that?” His hand brushed my jaw, before he traced my bottom lip with his thumb. Then taking one of my hands he directed it down between our bodies, placing my fingers against his hard groan holding it there. I became lost in the sensation. My hands fully encompassing his girth, as I felt him throb under my touch. “I won’t be gentle June. I won’t pretend to be the good guy.” He leaned closer to my ear, his voice dropping to a growl. “Part of me wants to so bad fuck you, not that I'd need to since you want me that fucking much.” He released my hand then took his under my skirt, and
Last Updated: 2025-11-21
Chapter: Chapter 5Are you a virgin June June's Pov I froze in shock, my back resting on the cold wall not believing my eyes as his mouth claimed mine in a deep passionate kiss. Adrien, the same sexy looking asshole who just called me a kid, was actually kissing me, and every inch of me seemed to addictively want more. I hadn't expected him to actually follow me, not after how much of a jerk he’d been. His tongue traveled into my mouth hotly, which tasted of whiskey melting every bit of self control in me. He pulls at my hair making me gasp. A soft pleasing sound escaped my lips from pleasure, leaving me seconds away from shamelessly begging him to fuck me. My calves ache almost instantly at the thought. Hell, what's going on with me? It was inappropriate to think this of a stranger, cause first, nothing ever made me this hungry for sex, never. He suddenly happens to bring out a side in me I've never seen before which makes me more desperate for a hanky panky than I've ever been, since the m
Last Updated: 2025-11-20
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