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
Chapter: CHAPTER NINETY TWO DAMON’S POV I stepped into the club and the smell of smoke, alcohol, and something far worse hit me immediately. Neon lights bounced off the polished floors, glinting off expensive watches and champagne glasses. Some of the strippers were dressed, some weren’t. A fight broke out near the bar—a man threw a punch, and another retaliated with a bottle. Then laughter and screams collided into one as they cheered on the fight. I walked past them to the private area where the real danger was. Rocco Bellini. The guards opened the door and I stepped into a room reserved for men who never waited in lines and never answered to anyone. Some of the most powerful Italian mafia dons. At the center sat Rocco Bellini. He leaned back in his chair, his suit jacket open, a gold chain visible against his chest. His expression was amused, like he’d been expecting me long before I arrived. He was even fatter than I remembered. “Damon Gravari,” he said, spreading his arms. “You to
Last Updated: 2026-01-15
Chapter: CHAPTER NINETY ONE GABRIELLE’ S POV I let out an embarrassing moan. Damon placed his other hand on the wall beside me. “See how your body never lies?” Then he leaned even closer, his breath warm in my upper lip. “You’re staying with me because you’re my wife and because I chose you, Gabrielle.” I lost my voice for a few seconds, unable to tear my gaze away from his. He pulled back slightly and even though it was weak, I finally found my voice. “You chose a contract.” “I chose you,” he repeated, slower this time. “The contract was the condition, not the reason I married you.” My throat burned. “Then why does it feel like I can be replaced?” “You can’t,” he said flatly. “Selene—” “Is not you,” he cut in. “And she never will be.” I searched his face for something warmer and something reassuring, but all I found was restraint. Somehow, that scared and excited me more. “You don’t reassure,” I said quietly. “You don’t fight for things with words enough.” “I don’t have to,” he re
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Chapter: CHAPTER NINETY GABRIELLE’S POV I was just done packing my bags when I heard a knock on my door. I froze. What if it was Damon? No, I couldn’t let him see me like this. I got up from the bed and stood in front of the mirror, wiping my tears with the hem of my shirt. But my mascara was smudged and it wouldn’t come off unless I washed my face. “Gabrielle?” Fiorella’s voice floated into the room. “Are you decent? I’m coming in.” Shit. There was no way I could reach the bathroom before she walked in so I just gave up. The door pushed open, and she walked in, her hair still wet from the shower. She froze when she saw my face. “Are you okay? What’s wrong?” My shoulders dropped. “I wish I knew.” Her eyes took in my appearance and turned to the bags beside my bed. “Gabby, are you leaving?” I nodded, blinking back the fresh tears that threatened to spill. “I am.” She entered the room and shut the door behind her. “Did you fight with Damon?” I shook my head, not wanting to s
Last Updated: 2026-01-13
Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY NINE DAMON’S POV I parked the car in front of my father’s mansion. Even though the place was long deserted and held traumatic memories for me, I still made sure I had the cleaning staff on payroll. So when Selene led me there, alarm bells had already gone off in my head. She never did anything without a reason, and she would have never led me here unless she was certain of the outcome. I stepped out of the car and shut the door, my gaze sweeping the compound out of habit. Everything still looked the same except for the fact that it was quiet now. It used to feel like home to me but all I could feel when I stared at it was… nothing. “Oh, stop looking so grim,” she said, a proud smile on her face. “You’re going to be grateful when I show you what I did.” I let her lead the way, my gaze unwavering on her as she took me to the back of the main house, near the route to the staff quarters. Memories I had tried to forget kept resurfacing with each step I took. Somehow, the
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHTGABRIELLE’S POV “That fucking bastard!” I shut the door behind me with more force than necessary, annoyed at Damon but even more annoyed at myself for not expecting him to turn back into the impenetrable wall that he was. One minute we were having fun and spending time together. Next, he ordered me to go inside, as if I were his staff and not his wife. I walked into the kitchen and dropped the ice cream on the counter, my appetite completely gone. Screw Damon! Screw him to hell and back. “Poor ice cream,” I heard a familiar voice behind me. I turned to the doorway. “I’m not in the mood, Beatrice.” She smiled and stepped into the kitchen. “I guess I was wrong then. It’s not poor ice cream, it’s poor you.” “Excuse me?” Beatrice sat on one of the kitchen chairs and leaned over the counter. “You’re upset aren’t you? You and my grandnephew must have fought. And now, he’s spending time with the woman he should have married instead. They drove off to somewhere… pri
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY SEVEN GABRIELLE’S POV I folded my arms across my chest. “There’s no way in hell I’m going in there, Damon.” He tilted his head, studying me from the doorway of the tattoo shop. “This is just one out of the many things I want to do with you. You wanted to live, didn’t you?” “Yes, I did,” I answered. “But I didn’t know your idea of living involved getting a tattoo.” He exhaled and reached out to cup my cheeks. “It’s not. This is just the beginning. What exactly are you scared of, Gabrielle?” His question caught me off guard. My mouth parted to respond but nothing came out. His palm was warm against my cheeks but his eyes were cold. “You don’t have to get inked immediately,” he said after I didn’t respond. “You can watch me get one. Or are you scared?” I frowned. “Of course, I’m not.” “Good,” he responded. “Getting rid of fear is the first step to living.” I nodded slowly and took a deep breath to calm myself down. He pulled away and opened the door. The
Last Updated: 2026-01-10
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: ROAD TRIP WITH MY BOYFRIEND’S BEST-FRIEND 5ALESSIA’S POVThe kiss was slow and soft at first, almost tentative. When I realized my mouth was on his, I stiffened, beating myself up inside for kissing Jace. His hand moved to hold my cheeks and I thought he would pull away but he only deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding into my mouth and fighting mine for dominance. I moaned into his mouth, pleasure and relief flooding through me. He kissed me long and hard, knocking the breath out of my lungs as I straddled him on the grass. I leaned my body down on his completely and felt a bulge press against my core. I shudder and his hands move to my waist, holding me down and grinding even harder.When the kiss broke, we stared at each other, our chests heaving and our breaths in each other’s faces. “I shouldn’t have done that,” I said. “Do you like people just kissing you?”“Only you,” he replied without hesitation.My pussy clenched around nothing.“Don’t say things like that.”“I’m sorry,” he murmured, his eyes locked on my lips.
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Chapter: ROAD TRIP WITH MY BOYFRIEND’S BEST-FRIEND 4ALESSIA’S POVI moved away from him and sat on my side of the tent. “I must have rolled off in my sleep. It’s cold and you’re warm. Nothing serious.”He stared at me, his jaw dropped and his expression slightly sleepy. “I’m sorry. I—““There’s nothing to be sorry for,” I cut in harsher than I’d have preferred. “Go back to sleep.”He sat up slowly. “Are we just going to pretend like I didn’t squeeze your breast? I touch you inappropriately. I’m—““Oh, shut up, Jace,” I groaned, shame, guilt and embarrassment twisting into one tight knot in my stomach. “I made you do it. I used your hand while you were sleeping so I should be the one apologizing.”He froze, his brows in a frown. We stared at each other in silence and it was killing me that couldn’t read his mind. “I’m sorry,” I added, my face flushing. My words seemed to snap him out of his head. “Don’t be,” he said. “It’s was cold. I understand.”I gave him a curt nod and turned to face the tent wall but sleep didn’t come easy. I
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Chapter: ROAD TRIP WITH MY BOYFRIEND’S BEST-FRIEND 3ALESSIA’S POV“Am I?” I snapped. “Let me guess. It’s your turn to win the bet and fool me, isn’t it?”Jace’s fist clenched by his side, his jaw tightening so hard I thought his teeth might crack. “I won’t have you insult me,” he said, his voice low and controlled, “when all I’ve been trying to do is look out for you.”I laughed, but it came out brittle. “That’s convenient. That’s exactly what Steve said every time I questioned him.”Jace took a step back as if I’d slapped him.“Don’t,” he warned. “Don’t put me in the same category as that fucking prick.”“Why not?” I shot back. “You’re his best friend, Jace. Not just any buddy to him. You knew about the bet and knew about the fiancée but you still stayed quiet until it suited you.”“That’s not true.”“Oh really?” My chest burned as I spoke. “You waited until I was isolated, angry, and vulnerable. Forgive me if I don’t applaud your timing.”Silence stretched between us, thick and charged. The lake behind us rippled softly, indifferent
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Chapter: ROAD TRIP WITH MY BOYFRIEND’S BEST-FRIEND 2ALESSIA’S POV I refused to go back home even though I knew I was going to be miserable the entire weekend. Jace kept on driving, playing Single Ladies and Run The World by Beyoncé in a pathetic attempt to have me hyped. Its failure was even more pathetic. I wasn’t even sad or heartbroken about the secret Steve had been hiding from me. I was furious. I was nothing more than a bet to him and the longer he kept fooling me, the more money or whatever he won. My hands were clenched so tight in my lap my nails bit into my skin. I stared out the window, watching trees blur past, my jaw locked, and my thoughts spiraling. I thought about the way Steve always dodged certain questions. The way he never posted me and never introduced me to anyone outside his immediate circle. A bet.That was what I was. The word burned. Every memory replayed itself differently now—every compliment sounding rehearsed, and every forgotten detail suddenly seeming intentional. Like how he forgot m
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Chapter: ROAD TRIP WITH MY BOYFRIEND’S BEST-FRIEND 1ALESSIA’S POVI let Steve swirl me around in his arms, giggling ecstatically as turned me in the air. When he finally dropped me on my feet, my vision was blurry for a couple of seconds. “I’m going to miss you when you go,” he said, planting a kiss on my forehead. “Don’t let other girls still you from me, okay?He nodded. “I’d never.”He kissed me on the lips before stepping out of the house. Once again, he had forgotten to help me pack my bags to the car before leaving. I picked the bags up myself and threw them into the trunk of the car one by one. Steve and I had been dating for almost six months and it had been the happiest months of my life. Today, I was leaving for interior design work in the neighboring town and I was already missing him. As I loaded the trunk, his best friend, Jace approached me. Ever since Steve and I started dating I could tell he didn’t approve of me. I rolled my eyes as him. “Don’t start now. Your best friend just left.”Jace stopped a few feet away,
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Chapter: SEDUCING MY BOSS ON A WORK TRIP 8BLAIR’S POVIt was just a simple command. My body eagerly obeyed before my brain could process it. Slowly, I lowered myself to the floor between his legs. Gabriel’s eyes flashed as I went on my knees. “You have no idea the plans I have for this pretty mouth of yours.”My body was still humming from my orgasm but I still wanted to taste him so bad. At the thought of that, more heat pooled at the bottom of my stomach. Oh, god. Slowly, I took him into my mouth, tasting my slick on it. “Fuck,” he groaned, his hand moving to hold my hair. “Go on, Blair.”I did as he asked without question, willing my nerves to calm down. I moaned around his cock at the taste of my wetness. I hollowed my cheeks out and bobbed my head up and down while my hand worked the base of his cock. He groaned, his dark and intense eyes on mine. His gaze made me feel heady, and my eyes fluttered close when a little shudder rippled through him. His hand tightened in my hair. “Look at me, Blair,” he commanded rou
Last Updated: 2026-01-07
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.
Read at your own risk.
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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
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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
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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
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