Sin With Me, Sunshine
"Look at you. Bent over, trembling, waiting for it. You look like you were made to take my cock, Sunshine."
Sofia lived a life defined by "shoulds" and "must-nots," bound by the strict doctrines of her religious family. Her world was a gilded cage, safe but stifling, where every breath was measured against expectations that left her soul aching for a release she didn't dare name.
Then she met Luca De Rossi.
A name whispered on the streets, he is a man carved from danger, power, and forbidden allure. He belonged to a world her family preached against—a world of illicit deals and ruthless loyalty. She should have run. She wanted to run.
But Luca didn't give her the choice.
He dragged her into his world stripping away her modesty. He taught her that fear is an aphrodisiac. He put a gun in her hand and his name on her skin. He took the shy, obedient girl and turned her into a woman who craves the sting of his palm and the weight of his possession.
Now, caught between sacred duty and carnal obsession, Sofia must choose. Cling to the life that suffocates her, or surrender to the darkness that promises both ruin and exquisite, dangerous ecstasy.
"You don't need to think, Sofia. You just need to open your mouth when I tell you to, and spread your legs when I walk in the room. You’re just a beautiful, wet place for me to sin."
SIN WITH ME, SUNSHINE
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Chapter: 48: The Glass WallSofiaThe private elevator doors slid open revealing the dimly lit interior of Luca's penthouse. "We have an hour," Luca said, checking the watch on his wrist as he strode toward the master bedroom, unbuttoning his cuffs."The meeting is at the Emerald," he threw over his shoulder. "It's a formal sit-down with The Commission.""A meeting?" I asked, following him, "I thought you were taking me to see the grit.""The grit is often wrapped in silk, Sofia," he said, stopping at the bedroom door and turning to face me. His eyes swept over my black leggings and hoodie, "Tonight, you are walking into a room full of apex predators. If you look like a student, they will eat you alive. I need you to look like the woman who holds the leash."He pointed to the vanity. "Everything ready, Sofia?"I turned back to him."The rule stands," he said, his voice dropping to that register that made my thighs clench. "No panties. I want to know that while you're shaking their hands, you're bare for me."For
Last Updated: 2026-02-10
Chapter: 47: The Bucket ListSofiaThe door to my room clicked shut behind me, I stood there for a moment, gripping the handle of my rolling suitcase, breathing in the scent of our dorm room.I looked around. "You're alive."The voice came from the bed by the window. Clara was sitting there, her legs crossed, a textbook open on her lap, but her eyes were locked on me. She looked me up and down, scanning me like I was a biological specimen she needed to dissect."Barely," I whispered, letting go of my suitcase. Clara slammed her book shut and tossed it onto the floor. "Lock the door."I turned the deadbolt.Before I could even turn back around, she was on me. She grabbed my arm and dragged me toward her bed, pushing me down onto the mattress. "Spill," she commanded, her eyes wide with a mix of worry and thrill. "Every single detail. If you leave anything out, I will end you, Sofia. I swear to God. Louis has been moping around campus like a widow for a week. Sofi. You look... different.""Different how?""You look
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Chapter: 46: The Wolf in Sheep's ClothingSofiaI stood in the bathroom at the back of the plane, staring at the pile of clothes on the vanity. I picked up my panties, and my hands trembled slightly as I pulled them up my legs.The moment the elastic band snapped into place, the fabric rubbed directly against the raw, tender skin of my inner thigh. I hissed, a sharp intake of breath through my teeth.The fresh tattoo Luca had carved into me less than twelve hours ago was angry and swollen. The friction of the cotton felt like sandpaper on a sunburn, it throbbed with every small movement.But instead of wincing, a slow, secret smile curved my lips. I liked the burn.It was a constant, stinging reminder. It was Luca's voice whispering, "Mine." It was a secret tether that connected me to him, hidden right where my legs met, a place no one in my "real" life would ever see.I dressed quickly, covering the secret, and stepped out of the bathroom. Luca was waiting for me in the main cabin, standing by the door as the pilot taxied to
Last Updated: 2026-02-08
Chapter: 45: Ink and EndorphinsSofia The sun was bleeding into the ocean, a massive hemorrhage of crimson and violet that signaled the end of the world or at least, the end of our world.It was our last night.Tomorrow morning, the jet would be waiting we would be carried back to the suffocating reality of the city. I lay on the massive bed, naked, my body tangled with Luca's. I traced the line of the black ink on Luca's bicep, a complex, geometric design that disappeared into his armpit. My finger followed the raised skin, memorizing the texture."I wish I could peel this off," I whispered, my voice sounding small. "I wish I could peel off this whole week and wear it like a second skin under my clothes."Luca shifted, capturing my hand. He brought my knuckles to his lips, his stubble grazing my skin. "Why?" he asked, his dark eyes catching the dying light from the terrace."Because I'm afraid," I admitted, rolling onto my side to face him. "I'm afraid that the moment I step off that plane, the girl I am right now
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Chapter: 44: RecoilSofia The sun was beginning its descent, and I walked beside Luca, my bare feet sinking into the coarser, darker sand of the secluded cove on the north side of the island. The cliffs here were jagged, rising like black teeth against the sky, creating a natural amphitheater that blocked out the wind and the rest of the world.I was naked, the rule still stood.By now, day four, the shame had evaporated. I walked with my head up, the sea breeze cooling my skin, Luca was wearing loose linen trousers, rolled at the ankles, but his chest was bare. In his hand, he carried a hard, black polymer case.He stopped near a large, weathered piece of driftwood that had washed up near the base of the cliffs, he set the case down on a flat rock."Here," he said.I stopped, watching him. The air felt different here, he clicked the latches open. Inside, nestled in dark grey foam, lay a gun.It was black, sleek, and terrifyingly modern. "Beretta 92FS," Luca said, "Reliable. It won't jam if you get sand
Last Updated: 2026-02-01
Chapter: 43: Blind FaithSofiaThe morning sun on the island was unforgiving. I sat at the small bistro table on the deck, peeling a mango with my fingers, completely naked. The stone beneath my bare feet was already warm, and the breeze lifting my hair was heavy with the scent of salt.Across from me, Luca leaned back in his chair, drinking espresso. He was naked too, his legs spread casually, looking like a pagan king surveying his domain.I couldn't stop staring at his torso. I had felt the ridges of his scars under my fingertips in the dark, but seeing them was different. There was a jagged white line running down his ribs. "You're staring," he said, peering at me over the rim of his cup."I'm reading," I corrected, reaching across the table to touch the jagged line on his ribs. My fingers brushed his warm skin, and his muscles twitched instinctively beneath my touch. "What was this one?"He glanced down, unbothered. "Knife. A disagreement in a warehouse in Naples about six years ago. The other guy was fa
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