Chapter: Too Many Ghosts—The End.~Nikolai~ The walls are a pale, institutional white—the kind of white that doesn't cleanse but sterilizes. Like it's trying too hard to convince you that this place is safe. But nothing about it is. The chair beneath me creaks every time I shift. Cheap. Functional. Designed for watching and waiting, not for comfort. I sit on the other side of the observation window, staring through the glass at her. Catalina. Her body is thinner than I remember. Fragile, like she could vanish if I blinked too long. Her once-glossy hair is chopped short now, tucked behind her ears in a way that makes her look younger than thirty-one and older than that time. She's sitting cross-legged on the padded floor, humming the lullaby. "Mr. D'Amano," a voice calls beside me—too crisp, too calm for this room. A doctor. Dr. Leclerc, I think. Neurologist, one of the three assigned to her. I barely glanced at him. "She's been in a catatonic rhythm all week," he adds. "Minimal speech. Repetitive behavior. Hum
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Chapter: Guilt Isn’t Enough.~Third Person~Raul stood beside Nikolai, both of them staring at the half-empty glass in his hand."You came," Raul said, his voice low."I said I would."Silence settled between them."The kids were happy to see you," Raul added, softer this time."They're good kids," Nikolai replied, then took a slow sip of whiskey. "You and Angel are doing a good job with them."Raul didn't say thank you. He wasn't here for compliments."You know why I brought you here tonight?" Raul asked, his voice edged with heat. "Because I didn't want to explain to my four-year-old kids why their uncle suddenly doesn't exist anymore."Nikolai flinched, just slightly. "I get it.""I don't think you do," Raul said, turning to him."You didn't just sleep with people I cared about. You lied to me. You made me question myself. You made me think I wasn't enough. For years."Nikolai swallowed hard. "I didn't come to defend myself.""Good. Because you couldn't if you tried." Raul stepped closer, his voice a quiet gro
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Chapter: A Glimpse Of His Turmoil.~Angel~The twins' birthday dinner wasn't extravagant, but it was intimate—just family. Raul insisted on it.He said the kids didn't need a crowd, they just needed people who loved them. And even though I agreed, I couldn't help noticing the tension simmering underneath his calm voice when he said, "Family."Especially after he invited Nikolai.I didn't argue. Not because I didn't have my own opinions or feelings, but because Raul needed to do this for himself. On his terms.I could sense he wasn't doing it out of comfort. He was doing it out of responsibility. And maybe a part of him—deep, buried—needed to see his brother, if only to confirm that the man he once loved no longer existed.The backyard glowed under strings of golden lights, fairy-like and warm. Mia and Joanna had gone overboard with the cake setup; sparkler candles, twin balloons, even a damn magician who never showed.Aryan and Matteo took turns smearing icing on each other's faces as the rest of us clapped and cheere
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Chapter: Five Years Of Us.💎Angel💎 Five years later. "Angel, Aryan!" Raul called out to me and our five-year-old daughter. I crouched behind the couch, holding my five-year-old daughter close, my hand gently covering her mouth to stifle any giggles that might give us away. Her gray eyes, so like mine, sparkled with mischief. "This woman will be the death of me," Raul muttered, his footsteps pacing as he hunted for the room key we'd hidden. For days, Aryan and I had been pranking him—our revenge for his broken promise to take us out last weekend. When we teamed up, there was no escape for him, especially with Aryan as my partner-in-crime. "Stay quiet for Mamá, okay?" I whispered. Aryan nodded, her small hand squeezing mine. We crept from our hiding spot, tiptoeing toward the stairs. Before we could escape, two strong arms scooped us up, making us squeal. "Got you!" Raul tossed us onto the couch, his fingers attacking our sides with relentless tickles. Tears of laughter streamed
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Chapter: Claiming Each Other."No, D'Amanos, you'll never have peace—not over my dead body!"Raul stepped forward, voice calm but stern, but she swung the gun toward him."Catalina....""One more step, and I'll pull the trigger." She warned."I loved you, Raul! I was willing to fix us! But no—you chose her." Her eyes blazed with fury, fixed on me.I rolled my eyes. The dramatics were exhausting."What does she have that I don't?" she demanded.Raul let out a dark laugh. "Do you really want me to answer that?""Answer me!" she screamed, aiming the gun at me.Oddly, I felt no fear—only defiance."Fine," Raul snapped. "Angel is real; you're fake. She's loyal; you're a traitor. She's incredible in every way, and you're nothing compared to her."Catalina shrieked, firing the gun skyward. "You can't say that!""Why not? It's the truth, and it should hurt," he shot back, his voice cold."If I can't have you, Raul, no one will—not her, not anyone!" she spat, her laughter sharp and unhinged."Don't you—""Watch your mouth,
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Chapter: Tesoro, Will You?💎Raul💎"Where are we going, Raul?" Angel asked for the third time, her voice tinged with impatience.Patience was never her strong suit."Relax, tesoro," I teased, a smirk tugging at my lips."It's not like I'm going to kill you.""Are you sure about that?" she shot back, her tone playful but edged with suspicion."With my eyes blindfolded and no clue where you're taking me, how do I know you're not planning to off me?"I rolled my eyes, guiding her carefully down the stairs, her hand warm in mine."Take off the blindfold, but promise you'll keep your eyes closed."She hesitated, then nodded. "Tesoro—" I drawled, needing her word."I promise, Raul," she assured, her voice softening."You can take it off."She untied the blindfold, her eyes still dutifully shut, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks.I glanced up to see Mamá, Joanna, Mia, and the others watching from the edge of the backyard, their encouraging smiles bolstering my nerve.I never thought I'd be here—on the verge of
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Saint Or Sinner?
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~Camila~
I sat across him with my legs crossed as i stared into those dark gray orbs that always seem to have me lost and lust in its depth.
"When am I going to leave, Luciano?"
I finally spoke, breaking the silence that had stretched since I'd entered his office. He said nothing for a moment, then stood up and walked towards me.
He leaned in close, his elbows resting on the armrests of my chair, trapping me between him and the back of the chair.
His thumb pressed lightly against my bottom lip, and my breath hitched.
"Are you really asking me that, Gem?" He whispered, his voice a husky caress against my ear.
His gaze was intense, and I felt a heat spread through my body.
"You lost your freedom the day you stepped into my life, Gem." He continued, his breath warm against my skin.
"And I'm afraid to say I can't let you go, never."
I bit my lip, swallowing the lump in my throat.
Despite the cool temperature of the room, I felt suffocated, the heat pooling in my lower pantie making it impossible to ignore his presence.
He was right, I had lost my freedom the day I decided to sell my soul to this monster. He had killed the angel in me and made me his own little devil.
Accepting Luciano and everything he did was dangerous, like signing my name on a contract to burn in hell for eternity.
He was the demon that tortured me, the reason I was living in this gilded cage.
Accepting Luciano and what he does was dangerous, it was like signing my eternity to burn in hell as long as he was the demon that tortured me...
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Chapter: Planning For a FightWe all sat on the black sofa in Luciano's office, silence resting thickly between us until he finally spoke."Ava," he called.She stood immediately. "Yes, Don.""You said something about Dylan Chris being connected to Lago Othello?"Lago Othello? Dylan?Confusion tightened my chest. My brows furrowed as questions swirled in my head.What has Ava really been hiding?I said nothing—just kept still, waiting for her to speak."Yes, Don.""I need you to explain why you think that."She poked the inside of her cheek with her tongue, hesitating for a moment before finally speaking."The day after Camila left for Italy, I had to drop Kira off at Dylan's place—I was going to be out of town for the week. I thought he wasn't home, so I was about to send him a text, letting him know Kira would be staying. But then I heard his voice coming from his bedroom."She paused, looking conflicted. "I know I shouldn't have eavesdropped, but... he was speaking in Italian. That caught me off guard. He's Eng
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Chapter: My Best Friend’s SecretI slipped into a brown turtleneck dress that clung to my figure, pairing it with elegant pair of heels.Luciano was already waiting for me downstairs. The moment I descended, he wrapped his arm around my waist, guiding me out. We reached his garage, where a stunning fleet of cars was meticulously arranged by color."Wow, this is so cool," I gasped."Which one do you want to ride in?" he asked.I gaped at him, surprised. "You really want me to choose?""If I didn't want you to choose, I wouldn't have asked, would I?" he replied with a sarcastic edge.I rolled my eyes, and instantly, his grip tightened on my chin, his eyes darkening with anger."Gem, you keep adding to your offenses. You know how much Daddy hates it when you roll your eyes, and you've been doing it since you got back. I hope you're keeping track of your attitude because I won't go easy on you. Understood?" His words sent a rush through me, my body betraying me as my pulse quickened and heat pooled in my pussy."Lucian
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Chapter: "Come with me, Gem."The sprawling mansion felt like a damn maze, and my patience was hanging by a thread. I'd been searching for Luciano for what felt like hours, my frustration mounting with every wrong turn and dead end.Where the hell did he expect me to find him in a place this massive?Storming back to the kitchen, I shoved the door open, my heels clicking sharply against the marble floor."Damon," I snapped, my voice laced with irritation. "Where the hell is your boss?"The man barely flinched, continuing to wipe his knife with the precision of someone who had all the time in the world. Finally, he glanced up at me with mild amusement."He should be in his study."I exhaled sharply, my fingers curling into fists. "And where the hell is that?"Damon sighed, dropping the knife onto the cutting board before wiping his hands on a cloth. "Come on, I'll show you."I followed him through the dimly lit hallway, my footsteps echoing against the marble floors. The further we walked, the quieter the mansio
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Chapter: KiraKira's Point Of ViewThe afternoon sun cast long shadows as I trudged home from school, my mind tangled in a labyrinth of thoughts. The rhythmic crunch of my footsteps on the pavement was the only sound accompanying me—until it wasn't."Kira!" A voice, urgent, familiar, cut through the air.Before I could fully register it, strong arms wrapped around me, yanking me backward. My breath caught in my throat as my body collided with solid warmth.A screech of tires sliced through the moment. My heart slammed against my ribs.I looked up, dazed, and met a pair of worried, light blue eyes."Axel?" My voice was barely above a whisper.His gaze held mine, warm and intense, a silent storm of concern brewing within them."What the hell were you thinking, Kira? You almost got hit by a car!"The realization hit me like a tidal wave—I had been so lost in thought, I hadn't even noticed.Axel's grip loosened slightly, his fingers lingering before he finally let go. Even without his touch, I could
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Chapter: Threesome?I woke up feeling unusually refreshed, the warmth of the sun creeping through the curtains and casting a soft glow around the room.I slipped into a robe, tied my hair into a messy ponytail, and made my way to the kitchen, anticipating a quiet morning alone. But when I entered, Damon was already there, bustling around."Bonjour, chef," I greeted, my voice light and teasing as I leaned against the doorway.Damon spun around, flashing that trademark smile of his."Bonjour, mademoiselle," he replied, his French accent smooth and comforting, like a melody I'd started to adore.The past few days with Damon had been a blur of laughter, good food, and a few lessons in French. Nothing too serious, just enough for me to pick up a few greetings and the five magic words I'd heard so many times.I stretched, then glanced at him, still trying to wake up fully. "So, what's for breakfast today?"Damon raised an eyebrow, his grin widening. "I don't know, you decide."I groaned dramatically, crossing
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Chapter: "It's a small world, love." The mouthwatering aroma of food drifted toward me, coaxing me into the kitchen. As I entered, I watched the staff work with precision, each of them focused on their task, moving in perfect harmony. "Hi!" I greeted them, my voice breaking the quiet. They all spun around, their eyes wide with surprise.I couldn't help but shudder under their intense gaze. "Miss, what are you doing here?" A man, who I assumed was the head chef, turned to face me directly. "I came to help out," I offered with a smile, but they quickly shook their heads in unison. "No, ma'am, Sir Luciano might get angry if he finds out we let you in." The chef explained nervously. I furrowed my brows in confusion. Why would he do that? Does he think I'll poison him? I wondered. "I'm sure he won't do anything. Please, just let me. I hate the idea of just lazing around." I pleaded, a slight pout forming on my lips. The chef glanced at the others, who shook their heads disapprovingly. "I promise he won't do anyth
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