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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TAMING HIS LITTLE VIRGIN
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: OBEDIENCE COULD COST YOU IIHer voice cracked through the air like a whip, silence engulfed the entire room. Even the girls on the poles slowed their movements, their gazes flickered toward the table. “Is this the new pet you’re so fond of now? This little….white whore?”Aria’s hand held her face, her ears echoed so bad she thought she ruptured her ear drum. Her eyes widened as she snapped back up slowly to face her attacker, the last time she took a slap to the face was over an order gone wrong at that silly coffee shop she worked. Lucian remained calm, his fingers idly tapped the edge of his glass, his body slouched back into the chair like he wasn’t fazed. Was he so used to violence that nothing even amazed him? or was she so worthless to him that he wouldn’t care if anyone puts their hands on her.She thought Mafias protect their leverage, but what kind of man was he? Aria’s gaze fell on Lucian angrily, her throat bobbed as she swallowed tightly while humiliation settled down on her like dark clouds. He
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Chapter: OBEDIENCE COULD COST YOUHis eyes beamed softly, hiding the smile that fought to curve on his lips. Aria exhaled shallowly, her eyes held his while she died inside of embarrassment. Without waiting for his driver, he opened the door and stepped out. He held the door for her, she hesitated but stepped out. “You’re learning fast, little dove.” His hand slid around her waist, pulling her to his side protectively. Softly, he pushed through the big doors of the club with his hand holding hers behind him. The deep bass of slow pulsing music vibrated through the floor, the neon lights flickered repeatedly in different angles across the room. Aria’s eyes darted around in awe, they moved confusedly from each table. Her nose scrunched but she couldn’t quite make up the smell, was it sweat? Was it cheap perfume? Or maybe both?She couldn’t tell, but what baffled her more was, why was Lucian in a place like this? Was this some kind of undercover for his drug dealings or something? Her feet moved swiftly as he pull
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Chapter: ITALY WILL BE HELL II“S-sir?” The stewardess’s face snapped up, panic swept across her features. Her voice trembled, and her eyes darted between them unsure if this was real or some twisted game. Lucian’s gaze remained on Aria’s face, “Speak,” He whispered, “Should I let you watch her fall apart instead, it’ll be your fault.” His voice dipped lower into something she was getting more familiar with, the dark intent in them. Aria’s throat tightened, her pride kept her tongue tied. It wouldn’t be bad if someone else took her suffering for once, but she wasn’t that kind of person. She would rather take responsibility for things than run, like Camilla. The next pulse of the toy had her squeezing his wrist desperately, “Just you!” she gasped, unable to keep the tremble from her voice. “ Tell her to leave.” A smile curved his lips, and his throat rumbled in a low chuckle. “Leave,” He commanded, “Th-thank you sir..” The stewardess stuttered, turned and bolted while the door clicked shut behind her.
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Chapter: ITALY WILL BE HELL“You’re insane…” Her lips quivered, and more tears spilled from her eyes,His words fell from his lips like a promise, not even a threat this time. She could see in his eyes that he meant every word. He lifted his brows, “You’d find out sooner if I am.” Her feet shifted back softly, while her hands held down the dresser behind her as he stepped forward. The scent of cedar, along with his familiar smell, temptation wrapped itself around her skin. His fingers brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, while they lingered on her cheeks softly. Her throat bobbed, as his nose moved closer to her face, hovering around her cheeks before moving to her lips.Her breath shuddered as his eyes moved between her small plush pink lips, and her eyes. Aria’s fingers dug deeper into the dresser behind her, he was too close.Close enough for him to wrap her around his fingers, enough for her lose control and throw herself at him. To forget what he was, and focus on what she wanted him to do to her.
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Chapter: WHERE INNOCENCE COMES TO DIE“You look beautiful, dear…”Doris’s voice echoed from behind Aria, her touch sent a calming sensation down her body. Her hands worked expertly, smoothing the thin strap of the lingerie bra along Aria’s shoulder. The fabric clung to her body like it depended on her, the black lace with sheer panels that barely covered her nipples, reminded her that she was being punished. Aria’s chest heaved slightly, her mouth opened slightly to let out a small exhale. Her disgust gazed back at her from the mirror, her cheeks completely painted with expensive blush palettes that cost more than she made in a year. “I look like a slut,” she mumbled dryly, “Oh no, darling.” Doris’s cheerful tone filled her ears, “You look like something master won’t be able to resist.” She moved around to face her, her hands rose to cup Aria’s breasts, pushing them high to fit the small cups of the bra. “Why?” she mouthed, wavering slightly as Doris pulled further, “Why does he make me wear stupid shit like this”. H
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Chapter: WHAT TOXIC LOYALTY?? CAMILLAHer barefoot padded softly as she approached the balcony, her slender fingers curled tightly around the gold iron of the railing. One hand rubbed the curve of her protruding belly softly, while her eyes gazed down. Below the courtyard, she could see crates being moved, and a truck pulling into the compound. It was his fifth deal this week, the money wouldn’t stop coming in. “Rafael, these girls are one of the best I’ve brought so far.” A man’s voice echoed through the courtyard. Camilla’s ear strained, as she tried to get a hearing of what he was saying. “Las revise yo mismo. Tetas grandes, apretado cono virgin, inocente. El precio que me estas dando no es justo.” His French accent echoed in his frustration, (I checked them myself. Big tits, tight virgin pussy, innocent. The price you’re giving me isn’t fair.) Her eyes narrowed as she watched from above. They fell on one of the girls, no older than sixteen, trembling. Her bound hands twitched as the man gripped her a
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