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: Missed Calls. unread Messages.Camila's Point of ViewSomething felt off. Like a presence looming over me.That eerie sensation of being watched prickled at my skin, dragging me from the fragile state of sleep I had fallen into.My lashes fluttered open, and as my vision adjusted, two familiar faces came into focus—Kira and Ava, hovering over me like a pair of nosy ghosts.I yelped, jerking upright. "What the hell?"Kira and Ava flinched back but didn't even try to look guilty. Instead, they burst into laughter, Kira clutching her stomach like she had just witnessed the funniest thing in the world."You freaks," I growled, throwing my pillow at them.Ava caught it effortlessly, grinning. "Evening, moonshine." Kira let out an excited squeal and threw herself at me, wrapping me in a tight hug."Moonshine?" Ava echoed, her face twisting in mock disgust.Kira, completely ignoring her, only hugged me tighter—which I was silently grateful for. I wasn't in the mood for their usual playful bickering."Kira," I mumbled ag
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Chapter: Goodbye, Luciano.Camila's point of viewMy fingers raked through my hair, heavy breaths escaping my nose as I paced around the room.I always knew he was a dangerous man, involved in shady business, but for some reason, the mafia never crossed my mind.Fear wasn't the primary emotion. Anger was. I was pissed at him for hiding this truth, for keeping me in the dark. It still baffled me, even after witnessing him kill someone right in front of me.The door burst open, and he strode in, his face an angry storm cloud. Wait, why was he angry? I was the one who deserved to be furious."Why didn't you tell me, Luciano?" I gritted out, the words dripping with disappointment."Gem, listen....""No, Luciano, I don't want to listen! I should have known this was the kind of life you lived, an...""And have you run away or report my organization to the world? I didn't want to drag you into my messed up life. That's why I didn't tell you, to protect you. I didn't want you to run away from me like everyone else."
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Chapter: Camila Is All That Matters. Luciano's point of view"Exactly what I was afraid of." I muttered, my voice a low growl."Now she's also left." My fingers raked through my hair, and I cursed under my breath. They'll always be the same for me, and that's why I refused to fall for her."Luciano, what happened?" Russo's voice cut through my thoughts. I glared at him, my anger a hot coal burning in my chest."I told you to take her home." I hissed, my voice laced with venom."I was going to," he defended, his voice reassuring. "But I dropped by to pick up the file. I didn't know she'd get out of the car.""Fuck." I cursed again, this time a guttural sound that ripped from my throat.I paced the room, my mind a chaotic blend of frustration and dread. What I had been avoiding finally happened. I knew she would find out, but I didn't want it to be like that."Damn!" I roared, the word a desperate cry of anguish.I stormed out of the room, leaving Russo calling my name behind me. I needed to get to her, to explain, to co
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Chapter: Caught In Blood.Camila's point of viewAfter our erotic encounter in the booth, Luciano left me with Russo in the restaurant."So how are your sisters, and why did you come so quickly? It's just four days since you left, it's not even up to a week." I struck a conversation to pass time and keep us entertained while we waited for our orders."I know Camila, but I had to come back, they need me here.""Are you the first?" I inquired. He smiled and shook his head."Third.""So you don't have a brother?" He shook his head."That's where life began its game for me, the only male among three crazy females." He said with a dramatic hint in his voice. I laughed and slapped his hand lightly."Hey, girls aren't bad." I argued with a playful frown."Yes, I know that, beautiful, my sisters may be witches trapped in human form, but I love them nevertheless." The emotion that played in his eyes as he spoke about them made me smile."What about your parents?" His eyes darkened, and his jaw clenched. Immediately I
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Chapter: Silent Moans.I crossed my legs and turned to face the window, watching the city lights flicker in the distance. I tried to ignore the tension in the air, focusing instead on the view. But my mind drifted back to the scene unfolding before me.How had Luciano managed to get a private booth? Then it hit me, this place was probably his. He wasn't just a handsome man with a charming smile; he was someone powerful, someone who moved in ways I didn't understand.They talked, while I tried to focus on the bright lights of the city, but my mind was a jumbled mess of curiosity. I wished I'd paid more attention in high school language classes.The words flew over my head, leaving me feeling isolated and out of place. Suddenly, a door I hadn't even noticed opened. A familiar face appeared in the doorway, and my heart leaped."Russo!" I called out, surprised and delighted. His eyes found mine, and he winked, a charming smile playing on his lips. I returned his smile, eager to rush into his arms.But before
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Chapter: No Bra, No Mercy.Camilla's point of howFeathery kisses peppered my cheeks and I smiled, knowing who it was."If you don't get up this instant Camila, I swear I'll make sure you don't leave this bed for the next week," he growled.His threat was enough to make me sit up with wide eyes, and I turned to glare at his handsome face. It seemed like it didn't have any effect on him."Luciano, do we really have to wake up, and must you always threaten me?" I uttered in annoyance."I believe that's not an annoyance I hear in your voice, Gem." He shot a brow up, making me lower my head."Come on, get ready so we can have breakfast and leave." He instructed, and I furrowed my brows, confused."Leave?" I asked."I discovered you've been alone and bored, so we are going out," he explained. A smile spread on my lips, and I jumped into his arms."Thank you, Luciano." I whispered against his chest. He was stiff at first but eventually wrapped his arm around my waist.I immediately guessed he was not the hugging kin
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