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?
Heavy BDSM content at your own risk. ⚠️ ‼️
~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: The Muse Offer.Camila's Point Of ViewThe weekend vanished in a blur. Now, staring at my reflection in the vanity mirror, anxiety clawed at my lungs. My door creaked open, and Ava's head popped in. "Good morning, pretty girl. I see you're ready for your appointment," she teased, her eyebrows wiggling teasingly. A sigh escaped my lips. "Hey," she called softly, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. "Don't beat yourself up, Camila. Let's hope Mr. DelaLucchese is summoning you for good reason.""I hope so," I murmured."Come on, you should go; you wouldn't want to be late." I nodded, grabbed my bag, and we left. In the hallway, I bumped into Ricky. He was in his work clothes. Our eyes met briefly, but I quickly looked away. I felt guilty about our last encounter; I'd been so rude."Hey, Cammie," Ava whispered as we reached the garage. "Your neighbor is kinda cute. Are you guys enemies? You totally ignored him." I shook my head."It's just a misunderstanding," I mumbled. She saw I didn't want to d
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Chapter: Morning Regrets and Blurred Memories.~Camila~The sunlight streaming through the window was the last thing I needed. It felt like a spotlight on my throbbing head, amplifying the hangover that threatened to split me in two. I groaned, forcing myself out of bed. My head was a spinning top, threatening to launch itself into orbit.I stumbled to the bathroom, my aching head throbbing with each uneven step. I splashed cold water on my face, looking into the mirror. I was still in last night's clothes, a proof of the blurry memory of how I got home. Brushing my teeth, I decided a cold shower would be the only thing to soothe my throbbing temples.My breakfast was waiting for me on the coffee table: a plate of toast and a glass of juice, alongside two pills. A smile touched my lips. My best friend knew the only cure for a night like last night. I finished the toast, swallowing the pills with a gulp of water.Taking the dirty dishes downstairs, I found Jenny, Daisy, and Ava looking suspiciously energetic. It was as if they
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Chapter: Temptation On The Dance Floor Luciano's point of view"Just tell me what you want, Luciano, and I'll do it. But don't push me, baby."Elena's voice slithered into my ear, attempting to be sultry and enticing, her dark green nails trailing along my arm. I pushed her away, gripping her wrist firmly. She was one of my flings, who didn't seem to understand the term 'finished.'"You really don't get it when I say I'm done with you," I growled, my patience wearing thin. "Or do you want me to explain it the hard way?"With that threat, I held my gun out, watching as the tears spilled down her cheeks, terror replacing the lust."Now leave," I ordered, and she scrambled away, leaving behind a tense silence that settled heavily in the room.Once alone, I sank into my chair, lazily switching on the surveillance camera. After leaving Paisley, I decided to go to one of the clubs I owned, to unwind and take care of some business. A familiar face popped up on my screen, and I sat up with anticipation.There she was, the angel
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Chapter: The Final StrawMild violence ⚠️‼️"I won't be able to help your company," he said, dropping the bombshell, causing all our eyes to widen in shock. "Mr. Dela Lucchese!" Mr. Paisley quickly rose to his feet, his eyes wide with surprise. I stared at the man who stood proudly in front of us, anger swirling in his eyes. "The next time I'm invited to such a worthless meeting, be assured that this company will crumble right under your nose," he glared at Mr. Paisley, adjusting his blazer before storming out. "Mr. Dela Lucchese, give us a reason at least!" Mrs. Paisley cried out, following him out. I stood there, frozen, the insult echoing in my ears. Before I could even begin to process the chaos, a hand clamped down on my arm. I turned to see Aubrey's furious eyes narrowed at me.“This is all your fault, Camila. The company wouldn't have to face this if you didn't show up late and give a bad presentation. Besides that, I'm pretty sure you messed up at his office like you always do. I guess you only we
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Chapter: Fantasies in Silk."Wow, Camila, your place is beautiful," Delilah complimented, glancing around. I smiled."Thank you," I said, throwing my bag on the couch and allowing her to sit while I grabbed some juice for each of us.As I approached the kitchen, I heard noises that sent a chill down my spine. I turned around and saw a vase on the dining table. I grabbed it, and slowly walked into the kitchen, my heart racing with dread. A lady was behind the cooker, humming to herself and swaying her hips to whatever music played in her head."Who are you?" I asked, my brows furrowed. She spun around, and the vase slipped from my grasp, shattering on the floor."Ava?" I whispered, a grin spreading across my face."Hello there bitch," she smirked, and I ran to hug her, squeezing the life out of her body, making her squirm."I can't breathe, Cammie," she managed to say, and I reluctantly let go of her."I can't believe you're here. Why didn't you text me that you were coming back?""I'm sorry, I got tired of Si
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Chapter: Claiming Her Already.Luciano's POV"Fuck….” she screamed as she rode me, her voice hoarse and wild with release.Elena’s hair was a tangled mess, clinging to her sweat-slicked face as her hips worked desperately against mine.While the woman straddling my thighs chased her pleasure, I sat motionless on the couch, my expression blank, and completely disconnected.She came, I didn't. Typical. Her body collapsed against my chest. She was panting, and trembling with satisfaction."T-that was amazing, sir," she slurred against my neck. "We've done so many things, but nothing's felt as good as this. If we could do this all the time…”I shoved her off me without a word and headed into the office bathroom to clean up.I was bored. Bored of her. Bored of them all.I changed into a fresh shirt, ran a hand through my hair, and stepped back into the office. She was already dressed, her hair pulled into a high bun and her makeup reapplied.A pathetic attempt to look presentable.She smiled at me as if we hadn't just f
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