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0011: Blood and Preparations
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2026-06-05 22:00:48
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AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME 0013: The First Strike
ALESSANDRO’S POVThe back seat of the car was thick with tension and her scent. Adriana sat beside me in that emerald dress, silk stretched tight over her breasts and hips, the hem riding high on her thighs. My blood ran molten. The remote felt heavy in my pocket, a promise and a weapon. I remembered every filthy second from earlier; how she’d lifted the dress in front of me, her cheeks burning, and inserted the thick toy inside her slick opening. The tiny whimper that had slipped from her lips when it filled her. The way her thighs had quivered. My dick had been aching ever since, half-hard and pressing against my zipper.Five years. Five fucking years. And one look at her still had me forgetting my own name.I turned slightly to see her face once again. She looked pale. The effect of Roman’s presence was plastered all over her face. Her hands jerked in her lap before she crushed them together. The nail of her thumb went straight between her teeth—she always does that whenever she i
AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME 0012: The Gift
ADRIANA’S POV I lingered near the top of the stairs when I heard Alessandro’s voice rise slightly from the hallway below. His face had changed during that phone call earlier. I caught the shift in his expression from the corner of my eye, the way his jaw tightened and his eyes went flat and dangerous. Whatever news came through the line touched something he cared about deeply. I knew that look too well from our old days. Tonight already felt loaded with threats I could not name, yet refusing him seemed impossible.“Ms. Rossi,” one of the stylists called me from the end of the hallway. “We are running out of time.”I nodded my head, took one look at Alessandro before walking towards my room where the rest of the stylists were already prepped. I didn’t know how many hours had passed as they did their wonders on my face, hair, and nails. Soft hands brushed powder across my cheeks, swept shadow over my lids until my hazel eyes looked brighter and larger. They pinned my dark hair into a
AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME 0011: Blood and Preparations
ALESSANDRO’S POVI turned to Adriana. She sat completely still, eyes fixed on her untouched plate. “The stylist team will arrive at three. Be ready to receive them.”“What?” Vaelina yelled as she pushed her chair back so hard it scraped loudly against the marble. “You arranged a stylist team for her? Is she the one getting engaged?” I didn’t say anything to her. I remained seated at the head of the table, even though the food had lost its taste in my mouth. Adriana sat stiff beside me, her hands clenched in her lap while she avoided my eyes. Vaelina’s words still hung in the air like smoke. She had every right to say that. Besides she’s the one getting engaged today, she needed the team more than Adriana. But on the contrary there had been a slight change of events. “Alessandro, what is going on?” Vaelina hissed. “I’m your fiancée, not Adriana. You have never arranged anything close to that for me, not once, and now you are doing that for Adriana. If someone did not know better the
AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME 0010: Shadows of the Past
ADRIANA’S POVI stood alone in that forbidden room after Alessandro walked out, my arms wrapped tightly around my bare body as if I could hide the marks he had seen. The portrait of me above the bed stared down like a cruel reminder of who I used to be. My hands trembled while I gathered my clothes from the floor and pulled them on quickly. Those bruises on my ribs and thighs had become part of me over the years with Roman. I had learned to ignore the pain, to cover them with makeup and long sleeves, to pretend they did not exist when I looked in the mirror. But the way Alessandro had gone so still, the way his eyes had darkened with something like fury mixed with pain, cracked me open in ways nothing else had. I sank onto the edge of the bed and buried my face in my hands. The first sob tore out of me raw and ugly, shaking my entire frame. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as the feelings I thought I had locked up came flooding back. I had locked those feelings away the night I fl
AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME 009: Cracks in the Cage
ALESSANDRO’S POVI stood in the doorway with my blood boiling as I stared at Adriana. The sight of her in this room, her eyes wide with shock at the equipment around us, only fueled the rage pounding through my veins. “What the hell was that attitude about?” I demanded, my voice low and rough. I stepped inside and closed the heavy door behind me with a solid click. “You dare to point a gun at me? You dare to run away from me like some frightened rat just after agreeing to be mine? Where the fuck did you think you were going?” “You really have to let me go… please,” she begged, her voice a whisper. I scoffed. “You are not going anywhere… your place is with me. Right in this room.” Adriana backed up slowly, her gaze darting around the space. Chains gleamed from the bedposts under the low lights. Whips, restraints, and other tools lined the walls in careful display. She looked overwhelmed, but she lifted her chin anyway. “What… what is this place?” she asked, her voice barely stead
AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME 008: The Rules
ADRIANA’S POVDisappointment crashed over me the moment Alessandro walked out and left me pressed against that wall. My lips still tingled with the ghost of a kiss that never came. I touched them with shaky fingers, hating how my body had leaned in, how my eyes had closed, how desperately I had wanted him despite everything. “Adriana, what is wrong with you?” I whispered. Five years apart and one heated moment had me ready to melt for the man who clearly despised me. I slid down the wall until I sat on the floor, my knees drawn to my chest, and let silent tears fall. He would rather take a bullet to his dick than kiss my lips. Those words cut deeper than I wanted to admit, yet my stupid heart still raced for him. I had never stopped loving him. That truth scared me more than his hatred ever could. I forced myself up after a while and changed into the silk robe left neatly on the bed. The fabric felt cool and expensive against my skin, a cruel reminder of the cage I now lived in. I
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