Novels by Viv_Writes.

VINCENZO CASTILLO“Are you expecting anyone?” Camilla asked, her voice still low, cautious, before I turned my gaze back to her.“No… I’m not.” My eyes cut back to the door, narrowing.“It’s probably room service. I’ll go check.”That was when it hit me... I hadn’t even considered that possibility. To me, a knock was never just a knock. Room service or not, I couldn’t ignore the thought that the old sneaky man might have switched his plan, maybe sent skilled men this time to drag me out. I’d been played once; I wasn’t about to let it happen again.“I’ll go,” I said firmly, already sliding off the bed.Crossing the room, I turned the handle with controlled ease and cracked the door open.A young guy stood there, his grin stretching wide across his face, flashing teeth like a kid who’d just been handed the keys to a Lamborghini.“Good morning, sir,” he greeted first, bright and rehearsed.I took in the details—the hotel’s standard outfit, black cotton shirt tucked into matching trousers

VINCENZO LORENZOI stood there in silence, watching her, waiting for her first reaction.“Who was that?” she asked, still mopping her damp hair with the towel clutched in her right hand.“She’s a friend. No one really important.”My voice was calm, unbothered, as I walked deeper into the room. I knew that answer wouldn’t settle with her... Damn, I could already see the way her eyes narrowed, the doubt flickering behind them. So while my lips curved faintly, my mind was already rehearsing the next response.“I’ve never seen you with a friend, Vin. And even if you did have one, it’s strange it’s a woman. You don’t keep females around.”I raised a brow, tilting my head slightly. “Is that jealousy I’m hearing?”She rolled her eyes, sharp, and dismissive.“As if… I’m just surprised, that’s all.”“You sure about that?” I let the words drag, my tone low, testing her. “Because you can tell me now. I’ll break it off. With just one word from you.”She gave a short, mocking laugh, the sound curl

VINCENZO CASTILLOThe rest of it was no longer soft moans, it was screaming, raw and desperate, tearing out of her with every thrust.Slowly, I pulled her off me, holding her still for a second. Our eyes locked, hers glazed with heat, mine burning straight through her.“Can I take you from the back?” I asked, my voice lower, softer than I’d ever heard myself sound in this lifetime.She didn’t answer with words. She just gave a small nod.Her fingers found the edge of the tub, pushing herself up. Water clung to her body, dripping down every curve as she stepped out, her skin glowing under the steam. I followed, my c*ck still thick, unrelenting, pointing at her as if it had its own will.Guiding her beneath the shower, I leaned over and turned the handle. A rush of water spilled down over us, streaming down her back, over the swell of her *ss, catching the light like liquid fire. She braced herself against the marble wall, arching her back, offering herself without hesitation.I slid a

VINCENZO CASTILLO“If you want something, just ask. You don’t have to sneak around me, pulling stunts like this,”I managed, even though the words came out rough. Hard to think straight when her breasts were pressed against my back, soft heat searing through me.“Are you sure you’ll do as I ask?” she whispered against my ear, her breath warm, laced with challenge.“You know I won’t agree to anything if it puts you in danger,” I muttered, my mind flashing back to our argument, already suspecting this was her way of dragging me back into it.She slipped away from behind me, water droplets gliding down her skin as she moved across the steam-filled room. Then she stepped into the tub, slowly, deliberately, her gaze never leaving mine.And I saw her. All of her. The way the water licked up her thighs, parting around the full, perfect curve of her cl*t, until my eyes dragged higher, locking with hers again. She knew what I saw. She wanted me to see it, actually.“It’s not something that wil

VINCENZO CASTILLOI had a feeling it would come to this, just not expecting it this soon.Stopping her would only make it seem like I agreed with whatever she had wanted to comply with. And maybe I wanted it so badly too, but I couldn’t afford to give her that. Not now.She has no idea of the danger that lurks around her. Every second I spend here with her feels like walking on a wire above fire. But the truth is, I’d have lost my mind if I stayed away any longer.She’d be safer with Lorenzo; I know that. But she’s too stubborn to see it, too stubborn to understand. And the thought of her back turned to me now, curled up on that couch, doesn’t make things any easier. The duvet had slipped down, baring more of her than I could ignore. Did she really think I could sleep with that taunting me?I swung my feet to the floor and moved to her side. I wasn’t about to let her spend the night in that chair. She deserved better, even if she hated me for it.Sliding one arm beneath her legs and t

CAMILLA RYDERI shifted on his lap, sliding until I was pressed right against the hard length of him. His breath hitched, the sound rough and unsteady, as if he wasn’t used to feeling someone like this. Slowly, I lowered myself, and his soft groan broke through the silence.His hand shot to my waist, gripping me too tight at first, then loosening like he was learning how to guide me. His hips moved, tentative at first, then harder, deeper, as if instinct was taking over where experience couldn’t. I clung to his shoulders, my body trembling, gasps slipping from my lips.“You like it?” I teased, my br*asts brushing against his face as they swayed with every motion.“Oh… f*ck… I love everything about you,” he rasped, voice low, before his mouth claimed me hungrily.His grip was rough, almost desperate, one hand pinning my hips down on his c*ck, the other cupping my chest as if he couldn’t bear to let me slip away.“F-f*ck, Vin…” I cried, twisting under his touch. He suck*d harder, not pa