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Bound to the Devil

Bound to the Devil

MM Romance
last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-07-21
بواسطة:  Ochanya C.مستمر
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Blurb In the dead of a Sicilian night, Luca De Santis, cold mafia heir and merciless devil, catches art student Adrian Vale witnessing a brutal execution. Instead of a bullet, Luca chooses something far more cruel. He keeps him. Locked in his cliffside fortress, Adrian becomes Luca’s captive. Stripped, watched, and tormented by the ruthless man who controls his every breath. Luca teases him mercilessly with strong hands pinning him down, filthy whispers in Italian, and a hard cock grinding against him while denying release. Every escape attempt ends with Adrian panting, leaking, and hating how badly his body craves the devil’s touch. What begins as dark captivity slowly melts into raw, addictive obsession. Rough fingers. Bruising bites. Possessive thrusts that turn defiance into desperate moans. Luca will ruin him. Own him. Break him. Because in a world of blood and power, this beautiful, stubborn boy has become his only weakness. And the Devil never lets go of what belongs to him. Dark. Filthy. Addictive. Enemies to lovers, captive/captor, heavy dominance, and scorching MM heat.

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Chapter 1: The Devil’s Inspection
The Mediterranean night smelled of salt, rotting fish, and blood. Adrian Vale rested on a concrete barrier at the edge of the old docks, sketchbook balanced on his knee, trying to capture the fractured reflection of warehouse lights on black water. Twenty-two, broke, and chasing a cheap three-month art internship in Palermo, he had wandered too far from the tourist paths. The air was warm and sticky against his skin, his thin white t-shirt clinging to his lean chest. He didn’t hear the men until it was too late. A low, calm voice sliced through the darkness. “Finish it.” Adrian froze. He pulled one earbud out. Ten meters away, under the harsh glare of a single floodlight, three men stood around a fourth who was on his knees, hands zip-tied behind his back. The man on his knees was sobbing, begging in rapid Italian. And towering over him was a figure that made Adrian’s stomach drop. Luca De Santis. Even without knowing the name yet, Adrian felt the danger rolling off him. Tall,
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Chapter 2: Morning of the Devil
Sunlight poured through the tall windows, warm and golden, mocking Adrian’s situation. He had barely slept. Every time he closed his eyes, he felt Luca’s hands on him again strong fingers gripping his cock, the hard press of that thick erection against his ass, the sharp bite on his neck. He was still completely naked. Adrian paced the luxurious prison, muscles tight with frustration. The bedroom was beautiful in a cold, expensive way: massive four-poster bed, dark wood furniture, silk sheets, and a bathroom bigger than his entire apartment back home. But the windows were barred, the door was solid oak and locked from the outside, and there wasn’t a single piece of clothing in sight. His cock rise at the memory of Luca’s voice calling him a “defiant little slut.” He hated it. Hated how his body had responded. The lock clicked. Adrian turn around, instinctively grabbing a pillow to cover himself as Luca stepped inside. The mafia heir looked unfairly composed in a crisp black
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Chapter 3: Breakfast with the Devil
Sunlight bathed the private terrace in warm gold. The view stretched across rolling Sicilian hills down to the distant sea, beautiful enough to feel like a cruel joke. Adrian sat at the heavy iron table wearing the clothes Luca had given him. The soft gray sweatpants and white t-shirt felt too intimate against his skin after what happened in the shower. Luca sat across from him, relaxed and powerful in his black button down. He watched Adrian with those icy gray eyes while a servant placed plates of food between them: fresh fruit, warm bread, eggs, and cured meats. The servant disappeared quickly, leaving them alone. “Eat,” Luca said. His voice carried the same calm authority as the night before. Adrian stared at the food. His stomach twisted with hunger and nerves. “I am not your prisoner to command.” “You are exactly that.” Luca cut a piece of bread and spread olive oil on it. “And right now my prisoner needs strength. You will need it for what comes next.” Adrian picked up a f
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Chapter 4: The Price of Defiance
Adrian waited until the house grew quiet. The sun had dipped low, painting the hills in deep orange and purple. Two guards stood at the end of the hallway, but he had watched their routine. One always stepped away to smoke at the same time each evening.He had to try.His heart pounded as he slipped out of his room. The terrace door from breakfast earlier had not been fully locked. He eased it open and stepped into the cooling air. The stone railing was lower than it looked from a distance. Below stretched gardens and then the outer wall. If he could reach the trees, maybe he could climb.Adrian swung one leg over the railing. The drop made his stomach lurch, but freedom was worth the risk. He lowered himself carefully, fingers gripping stone until his feet found a narrow ledge. Sweat slicked his palms. He moved sideways, breathing through his teeth.A shout rang out behind him.He dropped the last few feet and hit the ground running. Branches whipped his face as he sprinted through t
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Chapter 5: Marks of Ownership
Morning light filtered softly through the heavy curtains of Luca’s master bedroom. Adrian woke up wrapped in strong arms, his back pressed against Luca’s bare chest. The mafia heir’s body radiated heat. One of Luca’s hands rested possessively on Adrian’s stomach, fingers spread wide as if even in sleep he refused to let go. Adrian tried to shift away. The dried cum on his chest pulled at his skin, a stark reminder of last night’s punishment. His wrists still carried faint red lines from the ropes. His cock twitched traitorously at the memory of Luca’s mouth and the way he had begged. Luca’s arm tightened instantly. “Do not move,” he murmured, voice rough with sleep. His lips brushed the back of Adrian’s neck, right over the bite mark he had left. “You feel good like this.” Adrian swallowed hard. “I need to shower. I’m covered in you.” “Good.” Luca rolled him onto his back and loomed over him. Those icy gray eyes looked softer in the morning light, but the hunger remained. “I like
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Chapter 6: Cracks in the Armor
The days began to blur inside Luca’s fortress. Three days had passed since Adrian’s last escape attempt, and the routine felt dangerously normal. Mornings started with Luca’s hands on his body. Nights ended the same way. Adrian told himself he was only surviving, but his body no longer believed the lie. That afternoon Luca took him outside the main villa for the first time. They walked through the private gardens under heavy guard. The Sicilian sun warmed Adrian’s skin as they moved along a stone path lined with lemon trees and blooming jasmine. Luca walked beside him, dressed in a black shirt and trousers, looking every inch the untouchable mafia prince. “You are quiet again,” Luca observed. He stopped near a stone fountain and turned to face Adrian. “Tell me what is in that stubborn head of yours.” Adrian looked at the high walls visible in the distance. “I was thinking about my internship. My life before you dragged me into this. I had plans. A future.” Luca stepped closer and
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Chapter 7: Before the Storm
Tension hung thick in the air the next morning. Luca was quiet than usual. He stood by the large windows in the master bedroom, shirtless, staring out at the hills as if he could see his father’s convoy already approaching. Adrian watched him from the bed, the silk sheet pooled around his waist.“You are worried,” Adrian said.Luca turned. His jaw was tight. “My father does not make social visits. He is coming because of you. He wants to see the weakness I have allowed in his house.”Adrian stood and walked over to him. He hesitated for a second before placing his hand on Luca’s bare chest, right over the serpent tattoo. The muscle was hard and warm beneath his palm.“I am not your weakness.”Luca caught his wrist but did not pull it away. Instead he pressed Adrian’s hand harder against his skin. “You are. And that makes you dangerous to both of us.”He pulled Adrian into a very strong kiss. There was no teasing this time. Luca kissed like a man who needed to claim something before it
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Chapter 8: The Father’s Shadow
The villa felt different with Vittorio De Santis inside it. Even from the locked master bedroom, Adrian could sense the shift. The air grew heavier. Voices carried faintly through the halls, sharp and commanding. He paced restlessly, still wearing the better clothes Luca had chosen for him. The bite mark on his neck and the lingering ache in his body reminded him exactly who he belonged to now.Minutes stretched into what felt like hours. Adrian pressed his ear to the door but heard only muffled Italian. He hated this powerless feeling. He hated waiting like a secret Luca kept hidden away.Finally, the lock clicked. Luca stepped inside and closed the door firmly behind him. His expression was cold stone, but his eyes burned when they landed on Adrian.“Come here,” Luca ordered.Adrian moved without thinking. Luca pulled him into a crushing kiss, hands gripping his waist hard enough to bruise. There was anger and fear in the kiss. Luca bit his lower lip, then soothed it with his tongue
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Chapter 9: Dangerous Affection
The atmosphere in the villa remained heavy long after Vittorio De Santis left the sitting room. Luca kept Adrian locked away in the master bedroom for the rest of the evening. Guards stood outside the door. Tension rolled off Luca in waves as he paced the room like a caged predator.Adrian sat on the edge of the bed watching him. “He scares you.”Luca stopped pacing. “He does not scare me. He controls too much. And he sees you as a crack in my armor.” He crossed the room and pulled Adrian to his feet. “I will not let him break what is mine.”The kiss that followed was fierce and possessive. Luca claimed his mouth like he was trying to erase his father’s presence from the villa. His hands moved urgently, unbuttoning Adrian’s shirt and shoving it off his shoulders. He walked Adrian backward until his legs hit the bed, then pushed him down.“On your back,” Luca ordered. His voice was rough. “Legs open.”Adrian obeyed, heart racing. Luca stripped quickly, revealing his powerful body and t
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Chapter 10: The Devil’s Promise
The morning brought no peace. Luca woke Adrian with urgent hands and a hard kiss. Sunlight had barely touched the hills when the weight of Vittorio’s presence pressed down on the entire estate.Luca rolled on top of him, already naked and fully hard. “I have a meeting with my father in one hour. Before that, I need to remind myself why I am willing to burn everything for you.”Adrian barely had time to breathe before Luca claimed his mouth again. The kiss was deep and possessive. Luca’s tongue fucked into him while strong hands pinned his wrists to the mattress. Adrian’s cock hardened instantly against Luca’s thigh.Luca moved down his body with purpose. He sucked marks into Adrian’s chest and stomach, leaving fresh bruises beside the faded ones. When he reached Adrian’s leaking cock, he swallowed him to the back of his throat in one motion.“Fuck, Luca,” Adrian moaned, hips jerking.Luca sucked him with rough hunger, two fingers already circling his hole. He pushed both inside withou
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