The King’s Wrong Captive
He stole the wrong girl.
Or maybe… she chose the right king.
Dante Valenti rules his empire with cold precision and a reputation soaked in blood. No one crosses him. No one deceives him. And no one escapes him.
So when he kidnaps a woman from the Moretti estate—a trembling little princess meant to be leverage—he expects fear.
Instead, the woman chained in his basement looks him dead in the eyes…
and smiles.
Aria Moretti has spent years hiding behind silk dresses and a porcelain mask, pretending to be the quiet, obedient daughter of the Moretti crime family. But beneath the pretty facade lies a secret no one suspects:
She is the Moretti’s most lethal weapon.
A phantom.
A blade disguised as a flower.
And she walked willingly into the lion’s den for one reason—
to kill Dante Valenti.
Her mission is simple:
Get captured.
Get close.
Get his trust.
End the king.
But nothing about Dante is simple.
The moment he discovers who she truly is, he doesn’t kill her.
He claims her.
"You came to kill me, little killer... but every king needs a queen.”
Now, Aria is caught in a deadly dance between loyalty and desire, betrayal and obsession. Dante matches her darkness note for note—twisted, brilliant, and devastatingly irresistible. He should be her target.
Instead, he’s becoming her temptation.
And the deeper she falls, the clearer the truth becomes:
She isn’t the only weapon in this war.
Dante has claws of his own—
and he’s willing to use every one of them to keep her.
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Chapter: Chapter Eleven - The AmbushThe basement door creaked.Light spilled across the concrete floor, stretching toward me like reaching hands.I tightened my grip on the metal bar, my pulse steadying with trained precision. My back pressed into the shadows, breath controlled, muscles coiled.This was it.My one window.My chance.Footsteps.Slow.Measured.Unhurried.Dante.Of course it was Dante.He moved like a man who owned every inch of darkness in the world — including mine.His silhouette filled the doorway. He descended one step… two…I moved.I exploded out of the shadows, bringing the metal bar down in a brutal arc aimed for his skull.He caught it.Not with a flinch.Not with struggle.Just… caught it.His hand snapped around the bar mid-swing, muscles tightening like a trap shutting around prey.Shock jolted up my arms, but I didn’t stop.I twisted, pivoted, using my whole body to wrench the bar free and swing again—He deflected it with the side of his forearm, the impact reverberating through the metal.
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Chapter: Chapter Ten - Orders & LiesDante climbed the stairs slowly, deliberately, every step steady despite the adrenaline still threading through his veins. Aria’s confession replayed in his mind — the tremor in her voice, the truth in her eyes, the desperation she didn’t hide fast enough.She wasn’t lying this time.And that meant the real hunt could begin.Marco and Rocco were waiting in the hallway, stiff, uneasy.Good. They damn well should be uneasy.Dante didn’t bother looking at them as he spoke.“Marco.”“Y-yes, boss?”“Get everything you can on the Moretti brothers,” Dante ordered, voice like cold iron. “Names, locations, burner phones, safehouses — anything that moves, anything that breathes, anyone they’ve spoken to in the last six months.”Marco straightened, nodding quickly. “You got it.”“Not ‘got it.’” Dante turned his head slightly, eyes narrowing.“I want everything. You dig until your fingers bleed.”Marco swallowed hard and nodded again. “Understood.”Dante shifted his focus.“Rocco.”Rocco stepped
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Chapter: Chapter Nine - Strategy.The door slammed upstairs, and the echo rolled through the basement like a taunt.He left me.Not just left — walked away after tearing me open and then denying me the one thing he knew my body was screaming for. I should’ve been grateful. I should’ve been relieved he believed me.Instead, humiliation and fury churned viciously in my chest.I hung there in the chains, breathing hard, trying to decide which emotion I hated more.The guards lingered near the stairs for a moment. I could hear them whispering — my name, Dante’s name, words like “crazy” and “what the hell was that.” Then a harsh bark from above sent them scattering.Good.Let them run.The moment their footsteps faded, the basement fell into a thick, humming silence.I forced myself to inhale, slow and steady, dragging my discipline back up from wherever Dante had shoved it.Focus, Aria. Reset.He wanted to break me. But he also left me alone… with everything he brought down here.I scanned the floor.The table.The tools.
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Chapter: Chapter Eight- Control “Just say the words.”I couldn’t think.Couldn’t breathe.Couldn’t remember where my body ended and his questions began.Everything in me tightened, pulled taut, stretched too thin—And something inside me finally snapped.“I don’t know where my father is!”The confession tore out of me, ripped from a part of myself I hadn’t meant to expose.Dante went still.I gasped for air, chest heaving, my voice cracking as the words spilled out faster, desperate, uncontrollable.“I don’t know exactly where he went—I swear—I swear on my life—if I knew, I would tell you—just—just let me—”He stepped closer, his shadow swallowing mine.“I don’t believe you,” he growled.A sob clawed up my throat.Not from fear.From the truth finally tearing free.“I’m not lying!” I cried, shaking my head frantically. “I don’t know—I woke up, and everyone was gone—my whole family—everyone—!”My voice trembled. My legs shook. My restraints bit into my wrists.“It was just me and my brothers,” I forced out. “Only the
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Chapter: Chapter Seven - Location The chains sang a soft, metallic protest as I shuddered, the aftershocks of my denied climax still rippling through me. A tear of pure frustration traced a path through the grime on my cheek. I hated him. I hated the slick heat between my thighs that betrayed me. Most of all, I hated the hollow, aching void he had carved inside me.He watched the tear fall, his expression unchanging. He pulled a small, black device from his pocket. It was sleek, unassuming, and hummed to life with a faint, almost inaudible buzz when his thumb pressed a button. The sound made me flinch.“Pain is a crude tool,” he said, his voice a low, calm contrast to the electric hum. “It only hardens resolve. But this… this is a scalpel.” He knelt before me again, the vibrator held between us like a promise and a threat. “It dismantles. It makes the strongest mind a slave to the weakest nerve.”“Go to hell,” I rasped, but my voice was thready, weak. My eyes were fixed on the device.“I’m sure I will,” he mused. “But
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Chapter: Chapter Six - Never Seen Torture like this He watched her fight the chains like a caged storm, fury radiating off her in sharp little bursts. The cold stone behind her did nothing to cool the fire in her eyes—eyes that promised death even as her body was bound, helpless before him.Perfect.Deadly.Infuriating.Dante exhaled slowly, letting the tension coil beneath his skin like a low hum.“You know,” he said quietly, almost conversational, “I could break most captives in under ten minutes.”Her jaw flexed. She didn’t look away.“But not you,” he continued, stepping close enough that their shadows merged. “Violence won’t work on you. You can take pain. You were trained for it.”A flicker crossed her face—surprise, annoyance, maybe both.He leaned in just far enough for her to feel the heat of him. “So no, Aria. I’m not going to hurt you.”Her brows knit, confusion threading through her anger.“I’m going to do something far more effective.”That got her attention. Her chin lifted a fraction, as if her pride couldn't stop itself
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