THRUSTS AND TEMPTATIONS [Steamy and Short Eroticas)
No safe words. No limits. Just raw, wicked pleasure.
Step into a world where boundaries don’t exist, only desire does.
This collection of scorching short stories takes you from moonlit rooftops to steamy locker rooms, from public restrooms to private fantasies. Threesomes, breath play, BDSM, and irresistible encounters collide in explosive tales that promise to leave you breathless. Whether it’s a secret tryst with an ex lover, a scandalous game with an athlete, or a lust-fueled session in zero gravity, a fuck by the pool, each story delivers unfiltered, unrelenting heat.
Wild. Wet. Wanton.
You’ve never read sin like this before.
If you’re not dripping by the end of each tale, check your pulse.
Content Warning:
This book is dark, raw, and unapologetically explicit. It explores the deepest, most tantalizing corners of desire, pushing boundaries and playing with power.
For those ready to indulge in their darkest fantasies.
If you know you don’t have a partner, don’t read. Haha, just kidding. It’s for everyone above or at 18 years of age.
It will leave you hot and bothered, craving sinful things.
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Chapter: 50 SHADES OF PRAY 5 ARYA’S POV My knees buckled under me. Father Leonardo’s hand tightened around my neck. “Don’t make me repeat myself.” I could feel my core pulsing his name in Morse code. “Father—” His grip shifted, neither choking nor gentle. It was just tight enough to remind me that he was stronger than he looked in his vestments. Strong and close enough to make my thoughts scatter. “What did he say?” His voice was low and controlled, but there was something underneath it that had not been there before. Like an edge. “He invited me to the community dinner,” I managed. “That’s all.” His thumb pressed lightly against the side of my throat, feeling the frantic rhythm of my pulse. His jaw flexed. “And?” “And he said I should sit instead of serve.” My voice shook despite my effort to stay calm. “He said I should let someone take care of me for once.” The hallway felt too narrow all of a sudden and the air felt thin. His hand dropped from my neck abruptly, as if he had j
Last Updated: 2026-02-25
Chapter: FIFTY SHADES OF PRAY 4ARYA’S POVA few days passed but it did nothing to ease the feelings. I didn’t avoid him or leave the room when he walked in, just as he instructed. I attended morning Mass on Wednesday, volunteered to help arrange the flowers on Friday and I stood in the same pew on Sunday.And I felt everything.He behaved exactly as usual, distant in the way he always was. He behaved like he never heard my confession and it made me wonder about things I was too ashamed to name. If anyone were watching us, they would see nothing unusual.I shook my head. Why would I be thinking if anyone was watching us unless I had intentions to act on my thoughts?I saw the split second where his eyes met mine and then deliberately shifted away. I saw the way his shoulders tightened when I approached after Mass to greet him with the same polite smile I gave Father Dominic.Normal.That was the word he used.Normal felt unbearable.By Saturday evening I was exhausted from pretending.I told myself I needed to g
Last Updated: 2026-02-20
Chapter: FIFTY SHADES OF PRAY 3ARYA’S POVMy phone hit the floor with a loud crack.Neither of us moved.Father Leonardo stood a few feet away from me, the confessional door slowly swinging shut behind him. He was no longer wearing his vestments, just black trousers and a fitted black shirt, the white collar still in place.But it was his face that undid me.I had confessed my crush for him to him the whole time.“Miss Arya,” he said evenly.My name in his mouth did something violent to my pulse.“I—” My voice failed. I cleared my throat. “I thought— I mean…”That I was speaking to someone else. That my humiliation had at least been anonymous with the older priest.“You thought it was Father Dominic in the confessional,” he said calmly.It was not a question.Heat rushed through my spine. “Yes.”He nodded slightly. “He asked me to take his place this afternoon. I apologize that you had to see it was me in there.”The world tilted.My chest tightened. “How long have you known?”“That you had a soul consuming crush
Last Updated: 2026-02-19
Chapter: FIFTY SHADES OF PRAY 2ARYA’S POVThe dreams came again and they were even more intense than ever, making me soak my sheets with a toe curling orgasm. It was the first time I’d ever climaxed from a wet dream. I woke before dawn with my heart racing and his face etched into my mind so clearly it frightened me.Even when I opened my eyes, my body was still shaking as the tremors passed through me. I lay still, staring at the ceiling, and tried to slow my breathing. The silence in my room felt heavy, like it was waiting for me to admit something I had refused to say out loud.This was no longer vague desire. And I could no longer carry it alone.I needed to either admit my crush or get professional help from a mental health specialist. This wasn’t normal and the more I ignored it, the greater the consequences would be. By late afternoon I found myself walking the familiar path to the church again. The sky was overcast, and the air was thick with the promise of rain.I paused at the entrance, my fingers g
Last Updated: 2026-02-17
Chapter: FIFTY SHADES OF PRAY 1 ARYA’S POVThe first time I stepped into the confessional, I told myself I was there for ordinary sins. Impatience. Envy. The occasional lie that slipped too easily from my tongue. I even rehearsed them as I walked down the aisle, my heels hitting against the polished floor, and my pulse calm. The church was nearly empty. Late afternoon light spilled through the stained glass and painted the pews in diluted blues and reds. I dipped my fingers into the holy water, crossed myself, and knelt. The confessional booth waited ahead. I slipped inside and shut the door, and the air changed. It felt smaller, heavier and the scent of old wood and incense wrapped around me. I knelt on the thin cushion and folded my hands, but they would not stay still. “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned,” I began. My voice sounded different in the dark, softer and calm, nothing like the storm inside me. “It has been three weeks since my last confession.” On the other side of the
Last Updated: 2026-02-16
Chapter: CAUGHT IN BED WITH MY FATHER’S RIVAL 9 JANELLE’S POV I wanted to challenge him, to make it difficult for him but my legs moved on their own before I could stop myself. I sat on the desk, bunched up my dress, and parted my legs. Jamie stared at me for a few seconds before closing the space between us. He captured my lips with his, kissing me hard and knocking the breath out of my lungs. I dropped the file and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing back as we tugged at each other’s clothes. After undoing countless buttons, he pulled the dress over my head and flung it aside, breaking the kiss to take a proper look at me. “Fuck,” he cursed. “Never hide this body under those ugly clothes.” Then he kissed me again before I could respond. His hand moved between my thighs, pressing against my core through my underwear. I moaned, my body lighting up under his touch. Jamie hooked his fingers around my underwear and ripped it off, flinging it over his shoulder. I fumbled with his belt buckle as our li
Last Updated: 2026-02-12
ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD
Gabrielle ran from her wedding to Jared… and woke up wearing Damon’s ring.
He’s cold, wealthy, and dangerously irresistible — a man who swore he couldn’t feel anything.
Until her.
She’s the runaway bride he turned into his wife.
Now she’s trapped in his penthouse wearing his shirt, his ring… and maybe, just maybe, teaching him how to feel again.
⚠️ CONTENT WARNING
This story is intended strictly for adult audiences aged 18 and above.
The book explores passion, desire, power, and emotional conflict, delving into the complexities of love, lust, and control. It features dark romance elements, including manipulation, obsession, dominance, moral ambiguity, toxic dynamics, and unhealthy relationships portrayed solely for plot purposes.
These themes are not meant to be romanticized, endorsed, or implemented in real life.
Readers should expect graphic sexual descriptions, BDSM, explicit language, and mature emotional themes, as well as elements of dark humor, identity crisis, childhood trauma, and emotional numbness. Due to the intensity of these topics, reader discretion is strongly advised.
This story is written for entertainment and storytelling purposes only. The author does not endorse or glorify harmful behavior.
Copyright © 2025 by Siemuri Daniella. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 135 GABRIELLE’S POV “You heard me,” Phoebe said. “His name used to be Damien Gravari before he changed it.” I blinked. “Why would he change his first name but not his last? That doesn’t make any sense.” “I wish I could make sense of it myself,” she said, her voice dropping as she continued. “That’s what I need to talk to you about. You should be careful—” “I don’t want to hear what you have to say if you want to beat around the bush,” I said as I moved to get into the car. “Please, wait,” she stopped me. “Fine. I’ll be direct.” Hesitantly, I turned back to her. “Go on.” “Years ago, a massacre happened in a private island in Naples,” she started. “A large number of bodies were found by the shoreside. So the news called it The Bellariva Massacre.” I raised a brow. “Is this a fucking joke to you? A massacre? How come I never heard anyone mention it?” Phoebe shook her head. “The families involved carried out a massive cover up. It was popular for days after but suddenly,
Last Updated: 2026-02-27
Chapter: CHAPTER 134 DAMON’S POV I knew I had drank too much, and I knew I shouldn’t be going to see her in this state but I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pushed myself forward to press the button on Rhys’s gate. “It’s Damon,” I said into the receiver. “Open the gate.” The gate clicked open after a few seconds, too slowly for my liking. I shoved it and walked up the driveway. I took another swing from the bottle in my hand for good measure, the scotch burning in my chest. I reached the front door and banged on it. “Gabrielle!” I called, my voice rougher than I intended. “Open up!” No answer. I knocked again, harder this time until my knuckles were stinging. “I know you’re in there. Open the door!” Finally, the door cracked open but it was Rhys who walked out. His eyes gleamed with mischief when he saw me. “Hello to you too, dearest brother. What brings you here?” My jaw tightened. “You know why the fuck I’m here. Where’s Gabrielle?” “She’s not home at the moment,” he said, his
Last Updated: 2026-02-27
Chapter: CHAPTER 133GABRIELLE’S POV“The baby is growing perfectly but I’d advise you to take the medications religiously so you can keep your food down,” the doctor said. “Ironic, isn’t it? The last time you were here was to get an IUD.”I was sitting in the doctor’s office with Fiorella. As promised, I let her drag me to the hospital the next morning.“I remember,” I said quietly.Reflecting on it, I was already pregnant at the time, but I didn’t realize it. We were still waiting for the test results when Anya’s call prompted us to leave Italy. The doctor offered a small smile as he scribbled something down. “Life has a way of changing plans. Your hormone levels explain the nausea but stress is not helping either.”Fiorella shifted in her seat. “So the baby is fine?”“Yes,” the doctor replied. “But she needs to eat. Even if it is in small portions throughout the day. It could be soup, crackers, or anything light.”I nodded even though my stomach turned at the thought.“And you should reduce emotional
Last Updated: 2026-02-26
Chapter: CHAPTER 132DAMON’S POV I threw the bloodied whip into the trash can and entered the bathroom to take a shower. It had become my routine for the past three weeks. Isolation. Work. Punishment. Shower. Repeat. I deserve whatever punishment I got. Who in their right mind would let their wife go just because they were scared of three fucking words? Weakling. I could still hear Father’s voice in my head and if I didn’t have someone to kill in the next few minutes, I’d have gone back to punish myself more. Twenty-one days. Five hundred and twenty-eight hours. Thirty-one thousand six hundred and eighty minutes—and still counting. That was how long it had been since I last spoke to her. It was the last time I’d touch her, and saw those beautiful brown eyes that kept haunting my sleep. And every second of it felt like hell. I was losing my fucking mind to the point where I’d gotten rid of everything brown in my penthouse. Anything that reminded me of her eyes. Bu
Last Updated: 2026-02-25
Chapter: CHAPTER 131GABRIELLE’S POVTW: Bulimia / Eating DisorderTHREE WEEKS LATER“Ack—” I retched as I leaned over the toilet seat. Fiorella was behind me in seconds, pulling my hair up. “Easy.”Hell, I was a mess. A walking, breathing mess. It wasn’t even morning sickness. I just couldn’t keep anything down. Whenever I ate, I would lean over the sink for minutes, throwing up until I could taste my stomach acid. After my body finally settled, I brushed my teeth before going back to bed. “You should try to eat something again, Gabrielle,” Fiorella was sitting on the bed beside me. I groaned, my stomach already twisting again at the thought of food. “I’d eat if the smell of food didn’t make me sick.”Being pregnant was hard.But being pregnant when you didn’t speak to the father anymore was even more destabilizing. Damon occupied my every thought. And carrying his child wasn’t helping matters. “We have to see the doctor about this.”I turned to face the other side of the bed. “No.”“Why?”I kn
Last Updated: 2026-02-24
Chapter: CHAPTER 130 DAMON’S POV Those words she said wouldn’t leave my head. ‘I love you, Damon.’ Gabrielle loved me. And instead of feeling good about it, I couldn’t help but think she had made the biggest mistake of her life. How could anyone love me? The moment she had walked through that door, she unknowingly took whatever was left of my heart with her. I tried to feel something, anything but I just couldn’t. I tried to get her face out of my head but it wouldn’t leave too. Maybe I made the biggest mistake by letting her go, but it was the best thing for her. I walked out of her room, unable to stay somewhere her scent was still residing. I usually felt empty but in that moment, I didn’t even feel like usual myself. All I could think about was how much I had wanted to pull her close and tell her I’d give up my life for hers without hesitation. All I could think about was how much I wanted to touch her, to show her that she was everything to me. But all she wanted was to h
Last Updated: 2026-02-22
MY EX ENEMY IS OBSESSED WITH ME
I stepped forward. “I’m not asking you to understand it, Bianca. I’m just telling you the truth.”
“It doesn’t change the fact. I’m going to work and you’re back to being my bodyguard,” she said.
Thank goodness she didn’t cut me off. At least I could be close to her until she found out the whole truth but not today.
“I don’t mind that. I can be anything you want me to be, B.”
She stepped closer. “Good.”
He’s her worst enemy. Her brother’s best friend. And now her bodyguard.
Bianca Marcello doesn’t fall, she fights. But when her life is targeted and the only person assigned to protect her is the man who agitates her, staying in control becomes a war.
Rob Grimani doesn’t care if she hates him. She’s alive and within reach and that’s all that matters. He would burn the world before he lets her go again. And when she defies him, it only feeds his obsession to own her completely.
When the lines blur between protection and possession, desire and destruction, nothing will ever be the same again.
This is not love. This is obsession.
A dark billionaire romance with emotional damage, memory loss, running away with pregnancy, and forbidden heat. Featuring bodyguard tension, enemies to lovers, and a man who would grovel on his knees rather than lose her.
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Chapter: CONFESSBIANCA’S POVRoberto Grimani.My brain refused to catch up with my eyes.He stood a few feet behind me, his hands in his coat pockets, and his dark hair slightly damp like he’d been pacing outside for a while. His expression wasn’t soft. It wasn’t hard either.“What the fuck are you here for?” I asked, my eyes narrowing. He didn’t respond immediately. He closed the distance between us and pulled me into a tight hug. I struggled to move out of his grip but he didn’t let me. “Let go, Grimani,” I sneered. He finally pulled away, his eyes on me like he was scared I’d disappear if he blinked. His gaze softened, just for a fraction of a second, before the steel returned.“I came as soon as I heard,” he said quietly, his voice low enough that only I could hear. “I wasn’t going to let anything happen to you.”I scoffed, brushing past him, every part of me burning with hate and resentment for him. “You think showing up now fixes anything? You weren’t here when I needed help.”“I know,” h
Last Updated: 2026-01-05
Chapter: HIT 1BIANCA’S POV“That’s all you know?” The policeman asked. “He wasn’t working with anyone else?”After Veronica shot John, I took had taken his phone out of his pocket and called the cops. They got here in no time. John was dead but Veronica was still barely alive. I shook my head, tugging the blanket tighter around me. “No. Not any that I know of.”He wrote something down in his notes. The nurse asked if I was hurt anywhere else or sexually assaulted and I shook my head. I saw the other paramedics carry Veronica past me on a stretcher. I walked up to them as they pushed her into the ambulance. “Would she be fine?” I asked, concern evident on my face. One of them answered. “We can’t tell yet. She was badly beaten up by that psycho.”I sighed. “I hope she gets better soon. She saved my life. I will owe her for the rest of my life.”The paramedic smiled. “Then pray for her.”I took a step back as the ambulance drove off. I spotted Marilyn from the office a few distances away. She wa
Last Updated: 2025-11-14
Chapter: DIEDBIANCA’S POVJohn tugged the rope off my feet first before untying my hands. His gun was raised at me, daring me to do anything rash. I followed his instructions. He moved behind me, dragging Veronica’s body behind him. She was probably dead because she wasn’t even responsive. “Turn to the right,” he said. I turned right and saw he had already dug two shallow graves. One for me and one for her. My chest tightened. “Stop,” he said. I paused. “You must be wondering why I dug two graves,” he said, standing in front of me now. “And whatever you're thinking is right. One is for you and the other is for Veronica.”I swallowed. “But I’m not going to kill you yet,” he said, something glimmering in his eyes. “We’re going to be in love forever. This is only here for when you misbehave or try to leave me again.”“John… listen to me,” I said, my throat parched. “I’m not your soulmate. Please just let me go. I won’t inform the police, I swear.”He laughed. “Like hell I will. Now, you have
Last Updated: 2025-11-07
Chapter: THE WAY ROBERTO’S POV The flight back to Italy felt like hell. I was sat between Vanessa and my uncle Victor. She went on and on about how things used to be between us and how much she missed them. I ignored her. As if that wasn’t hell enough, Uncle Victor was talking about a ship filled with drugs that he wanted me to help smuggle into the country. I exhaled. “No. I’m not doing that. I gave up that life long ago.” “That’s not my concern,” Victor said. “A woman like Bianca who knows her worth won’t take you back. She’s gone and the earlier you accept that, the better for us all.” I swallowed. He was right. Unless I found a way to prove it was either kiss my ex or let her die, she wouldn’t forgive me. “It’s still not happening,” I said. He smiled. “I thought you might say that. So I’m going to remind you what’s at stake. You’ve lost your woman, do you want to loose your sister too?” My hands tightened on the armrests until my knuckles went white. I could taste the metal of th
Last Updated: 2025-10-22
Chapter: GHOST FROM THE PASTBIANCA’S POV Morning came slower than I would have liked. My eyes were open all night, afraid to be killed in my sleep. But staying awake wasn’t easy either. I replayed the kiss between Rob and Vanessa a thousand times in my head, wondering what could have happened. I was finally ready to give us another chance. A chance he begged for. What happened? The door pushed open and my kidnapper stepped in, dragging a woman behind him. She was bloodied and limp but still alive. She was tied up. He dropped her at my feet like a bag of garbage. “Recognize her now?” he asked. My gaze darted from him to the woman’s face. Blood matted her hair, but when I looked closer, my stomach twisted. It was Veronica, the doctor who invited me to their work bonfire. I raised my eyes to my kidnapper’s face. “What did you do to her?” I whispered. He crouched down, his face still hidden beneath the hood. “You’re the reason she’s this way. You caused it when you accepted her invitation to tha
Last Updated: 2025-10-20
Chapter: THE REAL DEALROBERTO’S POV I pushed Vanessa away the moment Bianca walked out of the room. “Get away from me.” “Oh, daddy,” she cooed. “Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy the kiss.” I didn’t respond. I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back from doing something stupid if I engaged with her. Victor walked out of the bathroom with a smile on his face. “I heard everything and I must say, I didn’t feel that was just an act.” “You’ve gotten what you wanted. I broke her trust and she’s gone now so what do you want?” I asked. He smirked as he poured wine into the glass on his table. “I want us to celebrate. With her gone, there’s no limit to what you can do. Welcome back, Roberto.” Vanessa poured herself a glass. “Oh, we’re going to have so much fun.” My fist clenched beside me. I broke the last of what we had and now, Bianca was gone. The pain pierced into my chest as realization dawned on me. I’d never be with the woman I love. * * * BIANCA’S POV The man parked by an abandoned
Last Updated: 2025-10-18
The Reluctant Mafia Bride
“But you…” he said, looking passionately into her eyes. “You could burn down the entire mafia until it’s nothing but charred rubble, and I would crawl over the embers with glee, so long as I could worship at your feet.”
“If that’s love, then yes, I love you.” He lifts a shoulder. “I can’t feel anything but love for you.”
Arya was forced into a marriage she never wanted to Leonardo, a powerful mafia boss whose name alone commands fear. Cold, ruthless, and merciless, he rules an empire of danger and secrets.
Arya, tender-hearted, kind, and fiercely loyal, tries to resist him. Falling in love with a man like Leonardo is impossible… until she discovers that even the coldest heart has a weakness, and his might just be her.
But in a world where enemies lurk in the shadows and betrayal can strike at any moment, love may come at a deadly cost.
Will the reluctant mafia bride risk everything for love, or will her union remain trapped in fear and duty?
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Chapter: THE ENDONE YEAR LATER Leonardo watched her from the doorway, his arms folded as a soft smile played on his lips. Arya stood by the crib, gently stroking the twins’ hair until their breathing grew soft and even. A new mother in her element — flourishing. But he knew it wasn’t just because they were finally reunited with their babies. No, there was another weight lifted off her shoulders. Andrea’s body had washed ashore the morning after they returned to Italy. Whoever killed him had clearly found no more use for him. But Leonardo still wondered — was it Vito? He stepped forward, his voice low. “It’s been a year since we got back. The kids are happy, safe, and drowning in all the love we could give them. Are you finally ready for us?” Arya turned, eyes locking with his in that way that always made him feel like the only man in the world. “More than anything, Leo. I love our family — but throwing parties, decorating, smiling at guests — that’s not what I want to do with my life.” His smile
Last Updated: 2025-03-08
Chapter: AT LASTArya placed her thumb against the sharp metal protruding from the mirror’s hidden safe. The prick was sharp and quick, a bead of blood welling up instantly. The metal retracted with a soft mechanical hiss, followed by a deep click as ancient locks gave way. The door of the safe creaked open, revealing what lay inside.Her breath caught.An old, thick book, its leather cover worn but unnaturally strong, sat beside a small, sleek device. The contrast between them — one ancient, the other unnervingly advanced — sent a chill through Arya’s spine.Isabel’s breath hitched. “I thought that was destroyed during the final battle between the Order and the Sisterhood — over fifty years ago.”Arya’s fingers hovered over the objects. “What exactly is it?”Dolores stepped forward, her face grim. “It’s a weapon. That device can override every military system on earth. Nukes, missiles, satellites — you name it. With the right codes, you could trigger wars from this room. The book holds those codes, a
Last Updated: 2025-03-06
Chapter: WHISPERS OF THE DEADThe silence after Henry’s death was suffocating. Leonardo and Arya stood over his body, blood painting their hands and faces, their breath ragged and uneven. The room was littered with corpses, a battlefield stained with loyalty and betrayal.Ricardo and Roberto had finished off the remaining men, but Isabel barely had a moment to breathe before a rough hand seized her arm.“Let go of me!” Isabel struggled, but the man twisted her arm behind her back, dragging her toward the far end of the room. Leonardo’s gun snapped up, finger curling around the trigger — but before anyone could react, a single, sharp gunshot rang out.The man crumpled at Isabel’s feet, blood pouring from a hole between his eyes.Dolores stood a few feet away, smoke curling from her pistol. Her expression was calm, but her eyes betrayed years of unresolved rage. “No one touches another woman in front of me again.”Isabel stumbled into Arya’s arms, trembling. “It’s over,” Arya whispered. “You’re safe now.”But then A
Last Updated: 2025-03-01
Chapter: ECSTATIC KILL “You remind me of him…” Andreas’ voice slithered through the tension like a blade through silk. Leonardo didn’t move, didn’t lower his gun. His heart was a hammer against his ribs, but his hand was steady, aimed straight at Andreas’ head. And yet, the Pope only smiled. “Vito. Your grandfather. You have his temper… his instincts.” A pause, measured, deliberate. Then, softer—“His arrogance.” “You were close to him,” Leonardo said. His voice was steady, but inside, something twisted. Andreas smiled. “Closer than you think. He would have been proud of you, Leonardo. If only he were still alive.” Leonardo’s jaw tensed. Andreas had been a ghost from his past, a man he had once admired, a mentor in a strange way. And now, he was standing against him, speaking about his grandfather as if— He didn’t have time to unpack it. Because in the next second, Ricardo’s gun cracked, the shot echoing through the chamber. Leonardo had silently given the signal, and Ricardo took the sh
Last Updated: 2025-02-27
Chapter: SIRArya could barely believe her ears. None of this made sense. Isabel coming to this town had been a coincidence.Hadn’t it?Her pulse hammered in her ears, drowning out the distant creaks of the ancient walls.“Isabel having Adriana? Her coming here? You’re spewing nonsense,” Arya said, her voice sharper than she intended.Henry smirked. “I am here to ensure my predecessors’ wishes are met. Of course, her coming here wasn’t a coincidence. Neither was Stanley getting her pregnant. We ruined your life in ways that would bring you here. Not that we had to try too hard—Stanley was more than happy to do it and didn’t even come back for his pay.”Isabel gasped, her breath hitching. “Wha—”“I beg you, Isabel.” Henry’s voice turned colder, almost bored. “Don’t speak until you’re spoken to. Now that I’m no longer pretending, I can admit—I never could tolerate you. Always rushing to do the right thing for the church, as if doing good has ever brought you good luck.”Leonardo stepped forward, his
Last Updated: 2025-02-26
Chapter: A WALK DOWN MEMORY LANEA second of stunned silence stretched between them. Then, as if a trigger had been pulled, everyone moved at once. Ricardo’s hand flew to his gun. Leonardo stepped protectively in front of Arya. Dolores unsheathed a hidden dagger from her belt, while Isabel squared her stance, ready for a fight. Roberto cocked his pistol, finger already on the trigger. But Henry didn’t flinch. Instead, he smiled. And then—the ground shook. A deep, guttural rumble echoed through the underground chamber, vibrating up their legs. Dust rained from the ceiling. The ancient stone beneath their feet groaned, as if something massive had just shifted deep within the earth. For a fraction of a second, everyone hesitated. And that was all Henry needed. A single, sharp whistle left his lips. A sniper’s laser appeared—red and deadly—right over Arya’s forehead. Leonardo’s stomach dropped. “Ah-ah,” Henry tutted, raising a single finger. “You know, I’d really rather not get blood all over these nic
Last Updated: 2025-02-25
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