เข้าสู่ระบบCASSANDRA FIVE HOURS AGO I watched from the window as he drove out of the house. This was the perfect time. Since that day in the kitchen, I had managed to observe and found a possible escape route. I knew for a fact guards were outside my room, and so I prepared a believable lie. I opened the door. “Ma'am, where are you headed?” one of them asked. “The room is hot; I need fresh air.” I made a move, but he blocked my path. “You're not allowed outside the premises.” “That's not what Alessandro promised! Call him right now," I replied. "He said I could move wherever I wanted, accompanied by guards.” “I'm afraid he just left the premises.” “And I'm supposed to wait, drenched in this suffocating room, until he returns?" I shot back, my voice rising. “What's your name?” “Ma'am, I—” “Your name!” I cut in. “I want to know what your boss has to say about this when he returns.” Silence streched between us, I silently prayed this would work. “I apologize, ma'am. We were also in
ALESSANDRO Moans of pleasure echoed through the room. I relaxed back in my chair, my eyes fixated intently on the television. I've lost count of how many times I watched it. But I just couldn't stop. The way her breasts bounced so freely, fuck…and then her pussy clenching around his cock—my hands moved. Nathan did a good one with the camera placement, because how the fuck was a security cam able to get these angles? From the video, Marco pushed her against the table, parting her legs open, and I could see her glistening juices, her pussy pulsating. I reached for my zipper quickly, pulling it open… releasing my already hardened dick. I sucked in a sharp breath as I squeezed hard, a wave of pleasure sending down my spine. Fuck. My eyes didn't leave the television for a second. Marco's tiny cock pounced into her, causing a loud scream as he began thrusting in and out. My pace heightened too, stroking and rocking my cock as I moved with their rhythm. I closed my eyes, t
MARCO The door creaked open. I didn't move; I couldn't. My body felt heavy… hazy, and worse, my head was pounding terribly. I shook the alcohol bottle in my hand, desperate for more fluid, when it was snatched fiercely from me. “That's enough!” A familiar voice rang out. “I won't let you turn yourself into a nuisance.” I straightened up, an ache forming in my head again. But this time it was worse than I have ever had. “Give me my—” The curtain opening cut me short. I forced my eyes closed, the brightness in the room too sharp. “Shut the damn curtains, Dante!” I seethed. “Drinking and wasting yourself won't bring her back,” he replied, his tone sharp. “For goodness sake, you've been like this for three fucking days.” “And that shouldn't be your business. Close the fucking curtains and leave.” Silence. I opened my eyes slowly, my gaze shifting straight to the windows. “Fuck off, I'll help myself.” I stood to my feet, my legs trembling slightly as I began taking steps towa
CASSANDRA“Don't fucking involve my baby in this,” I spat, my eyes blazing with anger.A low grin spread across his face. “For someone in captivity, you haven't learned to bridle your tongue.”He leaned closer, our faces now inches apart, and I feared our lips might touch if I didn't do something.I swallowed hard, trying to pull back, but he caught my chin. “I love it,” he murmured, smiling mischievously. “I love when you speak with so much authority…even when you have none.”What the fuck was happening?His gaze dropped to my lips, then flicked back to my eyes. “This is why I—”“You're too close,” I breathed. Silence at first, then… “I know,” he responded, his voice low and rough. “Let go of my chin.”“Why? Does my closeness affect you that much?”“It's fucking uncomfortable!”“Or is it sending shivers down your spine?”His grip tightened on my chin. “We are going to have so much fun together…you just have to behave, and this could be easier.” What the hell was he talking about?
CASSANDRAIt was morning already.I hadn’t slept—not really. Just hours of tossing, chains rattling every time I shifted, my mind replaying Alessandro’s smirk and that final line: this time you won’t be returning. The door creaked open. I glanced towards it to see a maid walking in with a tray of food. “Good morning,” she greeted, dropping it. I didn’t respond. Not because I wanted to be rude, but what was good about the morning?I hadn’t moved more than an inch except to pee in the corner bucket, still chained like a wild animal, stuck in this room with no clue what they planned next. “Don Alessandro wants you—” “I don’t want to hear it,” I cut in, my tone sharp. “Keep your goddamn food and leave me the fuck alone!” “Have you forgotten you are with child?” “More reasons I won’t be eating,” I snapped. “For all I know, this food might be poisoned.” “I was assigned to make sure you—” “Please leave!” I cut in, my voice rising higher than intended. “I…” “Just get o
MARCOCassandra left. I let her, knowing how all this was messing with her head. Guilt clawed at my chest; she just wanted a quiet time over all this ruckus I'd put her through for months. Nathan was still fixated on the spot, a knowing smirk on his face—one I desperately wanted to erase. My fists clenched tight around my pants, resisting the urge to march to where he was and vent all my frustrations on his body. Now fully clothed, I stood. “This is just the beginning,” Nathan’s taunting voice echoed through the room. “You’re going to regret underestimating me.”My feet moved, but Dante was quick to drag me back. He had walked in a few minutes after Cassandra left. “Let’s go,” he whispered. “Fighting changes nothing.”No!Fighting puts him in place.I pulled away from Dante’s grip, walking to where Nathan stood. “What exactly do you want from me? What’s your end game here?” I spat, voice laced with venom. “Money? Mansions? Cars? Just tell me what the fuck you want so this mad
Cassandra It’s been TWO days. Two days locked in a cell. Two days of pain, starvation, and exhaustion. Marco was truly keeping to his words. My throat was dry, my stomach growled, I was weak, my temperature was like boiling water. The room stank with my pee. Although it wasn’t much since
Cassandra. An hour ago. I felt hot inside. Like the temperature had incredibly increased. That almost kiss with Marco had messed so much with my head. It made me realize how long I had stayed without getting laid. I reached my room, slamming it with a loud bang, my breathing ragged as
Cassandra The sunlight that peeked from the curtains flickered on my face, making me stir as my eyes fluttered open. It was already morning. Yesterday was hectic and today…was day one of trying with Nathan. He has not come home since our last altercation, and I stayed up all night brainsto
Cassandra My eyes fluttered open. My head was pounding and everything felt hazy. I tried to get up, but I couldn’t even carry my legs, not when my body felt so weak. I tried inhaling and exhaling, but it wasn’t working. Space. That was what I needed. I needed to have a whiff of fres







