TAMING HIS LITTLE DOVE
WARNING‼️: This is no sweet love story. It's a raw, dark. This is obsession, Power, Control, Pain,and the kind of pleasure that ruins you for anyone else.
"Ten million for a woman who doesn’t know her worth—until he shows her just how much it costs to please him."
Aria was just looking for her sister, Instead, she ended up bound, blindfolded, and sold at a secret black-market auction.
But Luciano De Rossi isn’t just a collector of fine things, he's the devil, and Aria is his newest obsession and his collateral for her sister’s debt.
She’s a virgin, a fighter, a woman who swears she’ll never beg.
He’s a man who loves to hear her scream
and for the next ninety days, she belongs to him.
Every inch of her. Every breath. Every orgasm.
Whether she likes it… or not.
But the deeper she falls into Lucian’s dangerous world of secrets and sin, the more her hate turns to need, and the more he burns to break her completely.
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Chapter: ONCE UPON A NUN III"We both missed it." Domenico's voice scraped out of him roughly, like the words caught on the way. He wasn't looking at Lucian when he said it. He was looking at the table, at the flat of his own hands on it, the split knuckles. “So we get to carry all of that together.” Aria’s gaze dropped to her feet for a split second. This was it, what Lucian was so sure of. The brother hood they had that couldn’t be broken. She lifted her head to look at him, his eyes had changed, they held so much rage, so much that he was starting to look like Domenico and she couldn’t even blame him for it. Sister Maria?? Who would have thought. She still couldn’t wrap her head around it, but even worse she couldn’t figure out why she would hurt them like that. The room was silent for a moment… Then Lucian straightened. He pulled his shoulders back and his voice came back sharper now—because there was nowhere left for the grief to go except into action. "I guess now I have to bury that traitorous cu
Last Updated: 2026-08-17
Chapter: ONCE UPON A NUN IIThe room stilled like everyone’s breath had been sucked out all at once. Domenico’s eyes didn’t leave his brother. Lucian hadn’t made a single move, even his expression refused to change. Sister Paula did the holy trinity on herself before covering her mouth with her rosary hand. Aria’s voice shattered the stillness with a sharp gasp, like air had been knocked out from between her ribs. Lucian’s hands pressed flatly on the table, both palms, fingers spread wide and they dug into the wood. “She’s been the one feeding Rafael our movements.” Domenico continued, his voice still the same. It was unusual for him because normally he’d be blinded by rage, and his voice would be through the roof. “Our schedules, our men’s rotations and—“ He paused, swallowing hard like the next words might cost him something. “And the night Vittoria died. She knew we’d both be out of the house. She sent the tip about the northern port. She made sure—“ He gazed down to control his voice, as they were startin
Last Updated: 2026-08-10
Chapter: ONCE UPON A NUN“You’ve been at this for twenty minutes.” Aria’s voice came from the doorway behind him. Her gaze raked over him cautiously, with her shoulder rested against the frame. Lucian’s hands were buried in his pockets, his shirt still from last night, with two open buttons at the collar. His footsteps echoed silently as he crossed the villa’s main room—back and forth across the long stretch of old stone floor. Aria stepped inside fully. She had changed into a loose shirt tucked at the waist, and her hair falling down her shoulders but her eyes looked like she hadn’t closed them all night. She stood just few steps from him, her arms folded under her breasts. “Lucian.” She exhaled through her nose, already getting agitated by his repeated movements. Aria had thought all she had to worry about were his words, his jealousy that he couldn’t openly admit. How she’d live not knowing what she was to him. But the look on his face suggested that there were much bigger things to deal with than her e
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Chapter: THE LADYBIRD“And so the ladybird spread her wings for the very last time—“ Lucian’s voice echoed softly through the low light of the room, one ankle crossed over his knee and a small book open against his thigh.His collar sat open at the throat, “She flew so high the whole world fell small beneath her, and no one, not ever again, could tell her where to land.”He turned the page. Liana hadn’t closed her eyes. She lay flat on her back with her hands folded on top of the blanket, and her gaze fixed somewhere on the ceiling above her as she fought sleep while losing silently.“The lady bird looked down at all the world below her,” He continued, “And thought—at last. I’m finally free.”“Uncle.”Lucian’s gaze were still set on the book. “Mm.”“Do you think we could ever be free?” She said thoughtfully. “Like the ladybird.”Lucian finally lifted his head, his thumb held the page where it was. His eyes came up slowly from the book and rested on her. Her brows furrowed slightly in curiosity, her lips p
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Chapter: YOU HAD IT ALL WRONG IIDomenico’s gaze raked over her. He had put Camilla’s name on this debt years ago—had placed it there and never looked at it again. A grief of that size needed somewhere to go, and she was perfect. She betrayed them—so he had taken all of that and built something to hold on to. Because the only other option was standing again in that lawn. With Vittoria face down in the grass and Liana bleeding in her arms and the question of why he hadn’t been home sat at the corner of everything he couldn’t answer. He shook his head slowly. “Tell me what you know.” “I’m not talking.” She held his gaze, like she could call the shots. “How am I sure you won’t just kill me?” “Do you think your threats have any use here?.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “Speak.” “No..” She swallowed, “Not until you promise that I and my daughter would be safe.” He looked at her for a long moment. The muscles in his jaw worked. “You have my word. You won’t die by my hands.” She studied his face—the
Last Updated: 2026-07-18
Chapter: YOU HAD IT ALL WRONGThe chair scraped behind him as he walked. Domenico moved slowly, his grip tightened around the chair with his gaze on Camilla. She was on her side on the Persian rug, wrists bound behind her back, ankles bruised at the joint. A red flush spread from the left side down toward her jaw. Her eyes were open and they followed him across the room, her whole neck straining each time he moved past her sightline. His feet moved—again. “Ah.” He breathed. “I’d be lying—“ He dragged the chair around her head and her neck twisted again, trying to catch him over her shoulder. He moved past her. “If I said I didn’t know a day like this would come.” He took another slow step behind her, the chair scraped with him. “A part of me wonders about you.” Her neck was straining again, cheeks pressing harder into the rug with the effort. “Why you chose Rafael. What made you look at that man and think—“ He stopped. “That he could protect you from me.” He continued in his steps. “For immunity?”
Last Updated: 2026-07-18
Claimed by the Wrong Leister Brother
🌶️🌶️This story is intended for readers 18+. It contains dark romance themes, obsession, possessive relationships, BDSM/power exchange, and morally gray characters.🌶️🌶️
Noah Covey has been in love with her best friend, Luca Leister, for six years. She stood beside him through every victory, shared his bed whenever it was convenient, and convinced herself one day he’d finally choose her.
Instead, he proposes to someone else. Now, humiliated and heartbroken, Noah swears she’ll move on.
Then Kade Leister returns.
Luca’s older brother. Six-foot-something, tattooed, pierced, dangerous—and back from exile with more money, more power, and one goal: revenge.
What begins as a cruel bet to ruin Noah for his brother quickly becomes something far more dangerous.
Kade doesn’t love gently.
He fills her mind, clouds her senses and wants her all to himself
As Noah is pulled deeper into his world, she realizes this was never just about hurting Luca. Now she’s caught between the man who never valued her love and the one who’ll burn the world to possess it.
She fell for the wrong Leister brother.
Soon, she’ll discover it may be the best mistake she’s ever made.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 015: NOT READY TO LOSE HIM II“This was never about sides—“ “Noah.” His voice dropped, suddenly quiet in a way that scared me more. “I’ll ask you one thing, and I need you to be straight with me.” I faced him fully, my throat working overtime to swallow down hard. “Are you fucking my brother?” The room went completely silent before I heard Kade let out a loud laughter. He stepped away from Luca and further into the kitchen, laughing so hard still. “This can’t be real…” Kade chortled as he came back to where we were. “No.” My response came out sharply while my whole body flushed hot with the insult of having to even answer it. I saw relief break across his face so fast, so obvious before something uglier surfaced right along with it. “Good.” He exhaled hard. “Because for a second there I actually thought you’d stopped that low.” My palm connected with his cheek before I even realized, and the sound echoed off the tile with my whole hand stinging from the impact, and his head snapping to the side. He gr
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Chapter: CHAPTER 014: NOT READY TO LOSE HIMNOAH’s POV I pulled back from Kade so fast I nearly tripped over my own feet, putting a couple feet between us like distance could undo the last five minutes. “Di-did you kiss my brother?” Luca’s brows pulled tightly together, irritation plastered all over his face. His gaze rested on me and somehow I felt my stomach dip faster than the titanic. “Didn’t I tell you to stay away from her?” He finally turned to his brother, anger rose even higher in his tone. I looked at Kade and I couldn’t seem to find even the slightest hint that this bothered him in anyway. He could at least pretend that this was some sort of discomfort for him too and maybe I’d feel a tad bit better like my night wasn’t imploding any faster than it was. “Luca, it’s not what you think.” I held up both my palms, refusing to let my voice shake the way the rest of me wanted to. “I had a panic attack out in the garden. He helped me through it. That’s all.” Why? Why was I explaining to the man who ruined my
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Chapter: CHAPTER 013: HOW A KISS SHOULD FEEL IIShe looked at her hands for a second, her mouth opened then closed. And it opened again, her voice came out smaller. “It felt wrong.” She murmured. “I felt numb. Like I’d been waiting years for it and it finally happened, and I just felt sick. Maybe a bit disappointed and I hate myself for feeling that way. For wanting it to stop so bad that I hit him.” That’s my covey. ”That’s not how a kiss should feel.” I stepped in, close enough now that she had to tip her head back to keep me in focus. “A kiss shouldn’t leave you disappointed, Covey.” I leaned past her mouth, past her cheek, until my lips found the shell of her ear instead. I wanted to make her forget, to take her mind off the fact that Luca even breathes. “It should be wet,” I murmured. “I’d say sloppy n the best way. Like the person kissing you isn’t thinking about what comes next—Just this. I want you to see it, sweetheart.” “The sound of your mouth opening—with your tongues meeting for the first time, messy and too eage
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Chapter: CHAPTER 012: HOW A KISS SHOULD FEELKADE’S POVI hadn’t planned on going at all.The thought of sitting through hours of watching my mother treat Luca like the golden child wasn’t exactly my idea of a good night.But then she came into mind, and the thought of her sitting there instead—watching Luca drape himself over Rosalind, watching the whole clown show while she wants to disintegrate quietly into her chair.That would do more for winning our bet in one evening.I’d only known her for a while, and I could already read her like something written in block letters. A petite, sharp mouthed, seductive looking woman—with a completely hopeless certainty my brother was the thing waiting at the end of every road she’d take.I hadn’t found anyone this interesting to be in a room with longer than I wanted to admit. And watching a woman yearn desperately for someone who barely noticed her—while knowing she wanted nothing at all to do with me, was its own kind of challenge.And I wasn’t one to walk away from challenges.Then she
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Chapter: CHAPTER 011: I HATE HER SO MUCH“No.” My lips widened in a small smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “The idea of being convinced to love someone…it’s sickening.”I could almost hear a pin drop with how deafening the silence was.I wished, immediately, that I could pull the sentence back out of the air. Why had I even said it? Because I was angry? Because he’d kissed me an hour ago and it had felt like nothing?Because I couldn’t stop hearing Kade’s voice looping in my head like a broken record no matter how hard I tried to drown it out?My appetite vanished completely, as I pushed my plate an inch away.“Are you nervous?”Rosalind’s hand slid across the table toward mine. I withdrew my hands sharply away from the table, but maybe too obviously. Except I didn’t care. And before I’d say more than I intended to, I shot up from my chair.“I need some air.”I made it past the string lights, past the low hedge marking the patio’s edge, into the dark where the garden proper began with grass under my heels instead of sto
Last Updated: 2026-08-17
Chapter: CHAPTER 010: DINNER WITH LIARSMy mouth still tasted like his, and I was supposed to sit through a four course dinner like it hadn’t happened. Like my heart wasn’t shredding in my chest with each laugh, each clink of their glasses. I hadn’t touched my cutlery—the food placed in front of me made my stomach churn even more. Luca wasn’t looking at me. He hadn’t looked at me once since we’d sat down. He was too busy angling toward Rosalind, brushing hair off her shoulder, pressing his mouth to the back of her hand like he hadn’t put that same mouth on mine ten minutes earlier and made everything worse. I stared at him a second longer than I should have, then looked away. “Noah?” My head lifted sharply. Catherine smiled brightly from the head of the table, dressed in ivory silk and a diamond statement earring. She looked like a woman hosting the best night of her life, which I supposed, she was. “I don’t think you’ve properly met everyone.” Right. Of course—how could I forget? We were only three minu
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Chapter: THE POSSESSIVE ARTIST AND HIS MUSE 9 His eyes beamed slightly, like she had given him the go ahead to go all out on her. Swiftly, he placed her two legs on the table And pressed her chest gently till she lay flat, her body exposed to him. Her nipples pink and hard, waiting and begging for his touch. Her wetness leaked from her entrance desperate for his cock. His hands roamed her body, like he was tracing every curve, every inch of her. He soon got on top of her, his weight pressed her down just enough to make her feel utterly overwhelmed by his scent. “You’re unlike anything I’ve ever seen, Seraphine,” he whispered, his breath warm against her ear as he pulled down his pants, freeing his hard, throbbing cock, with precum beaded on his top. She could feel the heat radiating from him, the desire of just taking her whole. But he was taking his time He positioned himself between her legs, the tip of his cock teased sloppy entrance. “Are you ready?” he asked, his voice low and husky. His need for consent even drov
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Chapter: THE POSSESSIVE ARTIST AND HIS MUSE 8 His lips crashed again hers in a needy kiss, their tongues entwined. His upper lips sucked her bottom lip softly, but needy. Nia’s hands flew to his shoulders, her fingers dug into the fabric of his shirt as the kiss deepened. Her fingers moved into his hair, tangling in his curls. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer as his tongue slid against hers, turning on something she hadn’t felt ever since she left Massimo. The canvas crashed to the floor as Liam scooped her up from the stool. He carried her towards his work table, and swept his arm across it, sending paintbrushes and jars of pigment tumbling to the ground. He lifted her effortlessly, her butt jiggled as he placed her on the now clear surface as his lips never left hers. “Liam,” she breathed, her voice barely audible as his hands moved to her bra, fumbling with the clasp before tossing it aside. His touch was rough but gentle at the same time, like the need to consume her but worship every inch of her.
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Chapter: THE POSSESSIVE ARTIST AND HIS MUSE 7“You mean, naked?” She almost choked on her words, Her breath caught in her throat, Liam was a complete stranger. Connection or not, she still didn’t know the guy. “You can leave them on if you’re more comfortable,” He said, his voice steady. “I’m sorry if that sounded, erm…” The words just scattered and he couldn’t put them in place, But before he could say more, her hands moved to the hem of her coat, pulling it away from her body. He quickly turned away, and for a moment, she thought he might leave. But instead, he grabbed a piece of light silk fabric from a nearby table and approached her with slow steps. “Here,” he said, draping the fabric over her shoulders. It fell loosely down her back, barely covering her but somehow making her feel less exposed. Nia could almost smell the nervousness on him, but yet he tried to put himself together just to make her comfortable. “You can sit here,” He pointed toward the raised platform near the window, where the city lights would norm
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Chapter: THE POSSESSIVE ARTIST AND HIS MUSE 6“Liam Vale, I’m an artist.” He stepped closer, a polite smile played his lips as he extended a sleek black card toward her. The crisp edges brushed her fingertips like an invitation laced she knew was a bad idea. But how many bad ideas has she had, this probably wouldn’t count. “I’d like to paint you. My studio isn’t far,” he offered again, Her eyes darted back to him, while her lips parted to give him a response. But she couldn’t come up with one that wouldn’t put her in danger with him, Julien. Nia's fingers hovered near the card, trembling slightly. Something about him moved her, she was sure it wasn’t just because he’s a carbon copy of micheal. His gaze, warmth, the polite and comforting aura around him. It called to her, and his eyes begged her for a good response, or at least take the card from him. “I would..” she was cut off when an arm snaked possessively around her waist, yanking her closer. With how possessive and violently territorial it was, she knew
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Chapter: THE POSSESSIVE ARTIST AND HIS MUSE 5“The Elysian Art event” The moment Nia stepped into the grand, dimly lit venue, she felt the weight of every eye on her. The gallery echoed with soft conversations, champagne glasses clinking, and the quiet admiration of art. Paintings and sculptures were arranged elegantly , their creators stood proudly beside them, eager to secure a wealthy buyer when the event starts. Her gaze moved across the room, taking in the familiar environment . From Sera’s scattered memories, she could recall this was Julien’s guilty pleasure—an exclusive art pop-up event that only the elite had access to. It was held every three months, always in a big secretive location, a gathering where art was not just admired but treated like a weapon—bought, claimed, and manipulated. And Julien thrived in it. He didn’t just collect art. He consumed it. Bought pieces from struggling or promising artists only to repaint them, to reshape them, to strip them of their identity but not to make them his own He want
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Chapter: THE POSSESSIVE ARTIST AND HIS MUSE 4 “Please, I can’t. it’s too much—” Julien’s response was a low, possessive growl, his pace quickened as if her plea only fueled him further. “You can take it,” he snarled, as he leaned over her, his lips brushed against her ear as he spoke. “You’ll take everything I give you, Sera. Because you’re mine. You belong to me.” His hips snapped forward, as he drove into her with a force that made her cry out, her nails dug into the edges of the counter. But it wasn’t enough for him. Not tonight. He needed to see her, to look into her eyes as he claimed her. With a swift, almost violent motion, he flipped her onto her back, her legs instinctively wrapped around his torso as he carried her with him, and pinned her against the wall. The impact knocked the breath from her lungs, but before she could even gasp, his cock buried inside her again, thrusting into her with an intensity that left her clawing at the wall for support. “Look at me,” Julien commanded, his voice dark and demandin
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