His Promised Sin
She signed her submission.
Now she has to surrender her soul.
Aria Valente is the picture of perfection, billionaire heiress, tech mogul, mafia princess. But beneath the steel facade lies a secret desire to surrender in a world where control is an absolute necessity for survival.
To submit.
One night at the infamous Crimson Vault BDSM club, she meets a masked dangerous man who makes her knees weak with one command his name is Dominus.
Their chemistry is dangerous, their sessions addictive so she agrees to become his submissive under a strict contract. He never shows his face. He gives no name. Only rules. Only touch. Only pleasure.
She is summoned by her family and finds out that she was betrothed at birth to the Don of a powerful Moretti mafia this is meant to merge bloodlines and end an old vendetta. Refusal means losing her shares, her company, her freedom.
She vows to destroy the union.
Until she meets her future husband ,Nero Moretti, the youngest, most feared Don in Italy. And when she sees him she freezes.
Because Nero…
Is Dominus.
Now bound by blood, lust, and secrets, Aria must play his game or lose everything. But what if she doesn’t want to win anymore?
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Chapter: Chapter eight: the punishment Aria's povThe door slammed shut behind him.I knelt naked on the cold marble floor, my ruined dress a torn puddle beside me. My heart thundered. My thighs trembled. The sting of leather still burned across my ass.His orders echoed in my mind.Crawl to the bed. Spread for me. Wait.But I didn’t move.Couldn’t.The air itself was heavy. Electric. Laced with something thick and primal.Fear.And desire.Then I heard him.His footsteps.Slow. Measured. Like a predator circling a trapped prey.He returned.I dared a glance up.Nero stood by the desk. His dark eyes gleamed. His belt still dangling from his hand like a snake made from leather."Still on the floor," he murmured, voice soft and dangerous. "Not what I instructed but good nonetheless. You’re learning fear, little fox."I swallowed. My heart pounded in my ears."But
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
Chapter: Chapter seven: the gathering of wolvesAria's povThe dress was sin stitched by a succubus.Barely there. Black. Sheer. My nipples dark shadows beneath the thin fabric, the curve of my thighs exposed by high slits. A collar—yes, an actual collar—circled my throat, the silver ring at its center gleaming like a chain waiting to be pulled.I thought it was a necklace until I put it onSick fuck. He collared me.I felt the eyes of the maid on me. Fearful. Pitiful.But she said nothing.I met my own gaze in the mirror. My face was flushed. My pupils wide.Tonight you meet the Family.My heart was racing faster than an F1 car.The door creaked open.Nero stood there. A black shirt which stretched over his chest due to his muscles. Dark slacks. No tie. No jacket. His presence alone was a crown. Dangerous. Magnetic. Sexy.His gaze dragged over me.Dark delight gleamed in his eyes and his lips curved upward.
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
Chapter: Chapter six: punishment sometimes come in the form of a wedding dressAria's povThe wedding fitting was a nightmare in broad daylight.Three seamstresses fluttered around me like nervous sparrows, pinning, tucking, adjusting the heavy silk gown against my body. Their fingers trembled whenever they brushed my skin, casting glances at the camera in the corner. Nero watched everything.Always watching.The dress was exquisite, tight against my breasts, nipped at the waist, flowing into a train made for a queen. I hated how perfect it made me look. Like the ideal mafia bride.Like his.As they stepped back to admire their work, I caught a flash of movement outside the fitting room door. A guard. Tall. Young. Handsome.And foolishly staring at me.My lips curled.Maybe my way out wasn’t a crack in the walls.Maybe it was him.I smiled sweetly at the seamstresses. “Could I have a moment? Alone?”They fled, bowing their heads.I pulled the door open.He stood there, stiff and wide-eyed, gun on his hip, eyes dropping to the exposed skin of my collarbone.I saw
Last Updated: 2025-06-11
Chapter: Chapter five: the golden cageAria's povI ran my fingers along the velvet box in my hand as I walked down the long marble corridor of the Moretti estate. The collar inside felt heavier than gold, even though I’d slammed the lid shut the moment Nero gave it to me. It pulsed like a curse.What kind of man gives his fiancée a collar as a welcome gift?A Don.A Dom.I shook the thought away.I needed to find a way out. A crack in this palace of glass and iron. No contract—mafia or not—could hold me if I disappeared before the wedding.I’d make him regret ever pulling me into this twisted game.The east wing was bigger than I expected with intricate desgns, quiet, suffocating. High archways and crystal fixtures. A queen’s prison.I turned a corner and found myself in front of double doors carved with vines and roses. My room.I pushed inside.It was beautiful.And disgusting.Cream silk sheets. Floor-to-ceiling windows with a view of the cliffs and sea below. The closet doors were already open and what hung there made
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Chapter: Chapter Four :The Dom Behind the MaskAria's pov Present dayI didn’t sit.Not at first.Not when his eyes, those same eyes that once held me in the chokehold of pleasure and pain were lklocked onto mine.Not when I watched his mouth curl ever so slightly at the corner like he was entertained by my shock.He looked like… words couldn't even describe how amazing he looked. Like danger and safety at once. He didn’t have to say a word for me to feel it, that commanding presence I’d only experienced blindfolded and on my knees was now flesh and blood in the daylight.“Aria,” he said, his voice smooth and sweet as old wine. “We meet again.”His tone was maddeningly calm. ut I felt the steel beneath it. I knew better than anyone: that voice could coax obedience from a soul screaming no.I forced my legs to move and crossed the room, spine straight, heels silent against the carpeted floor. I lowered myself into the leather chair across from him, chin high.I wouldn’t flinch. I couldn’t.“You knew,” I said.It wasn’t a question.
Last Updated: 2025-06-05
Chapter: Chapter Three: The Morning AfterAria's pov24hrs before You’d think after willingly submitting to a stranger who tied me up, whispered filthy promises in my ear and left me in a blissful haze of pain and pleasure, I’d wake up questioning every decision I’d ever made.But I didn’t.I woke up to the quietness of my penthouse suite, sunlight filtering in through the glass floor to ceiling windows and the taste of last night still warm on my lips.I smiled.It was the kind of smile that felt secret. Like I had a power no one knew about.Because no one did.To the world I was still their perfect CEO princess.And today, I had three meetings to attend, two interviews to prep for and a face to mask that told the world I had everything under control.But for once, I didn’t want to be in control.I took a slow breath and pulled myself out of bed. My body ached in all the best ways. I could still feel the ghost of his hands, the way he’d looked at me not like I was property, but like I was something pure and untouchable. His
Last Updated: 2025-06-05
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