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CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM} 029.
༒ ℜ𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔢༒I noticed it before I understood it.At first, I told myself it was just distance, the kind that comes after a fight that goes too far, words said in a way that doesn't settle properly, tension that lingers even when everything else moves on. It wasn't unusual, not in my world, not with the kind of arrangement we had. People adjusted, pulled back, recalibrated, then eventually fell back into place.That was how it usually worked.But this? This wasn't that.It wasn't just distance, it was change. And I don't like change when I don't control it.I stood in the office, my gaze resting on the security fees in front of me, my attention locked onto one screen in particular. He was in the living area, sitting on the couch, one leg bent slightly, a book in his hands that I was certain he hadn't turned a page of in the last ten minutes. From the outside, it looked normal enough, quiet, uneventful, nothing that would raise questions.But I wasn't looking for the obvious.I
CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM} 028.
༒ ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒ Things started making sense in a way I didn't fucking like. Not all at once, not in some clean, satisfying moment where everything lined up neatly and gave me answers I could work with, but in pieces, fragments that stick in my head long enough to connect with something else later. A name here, a pattern there, the way people reacted to certain topics, the way conversations shifted the second something specific came up, like everyone in this house was trained to recognize landmines before stepping on them. And the more I paid attention, the more I realized something I hadn't fully accepted before. My father didn't just screw people over. He stepped into something bigger. Something that wasn't just about money. I sat at the edge of the bed, the file spread out in front of me, the papers slightly worn from how many times I had gone through them already. At first, it had looked like a mess, random transactions, scattered names, incomplete records that didn't seem to c
CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM} 027.
༒ ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒ I didn't move. Not immediately, not when the footsteps came closer, not when the silence on the other side of the door turned sharp enough to cut through everything else in my head. I just stood there, my body still, my breathing controlled, my mind working faster than it had any right to in a moment like this. Running would've been stupid, pretending I wasn't there would've been even worse. So I did the only thing that made sense. I stayed exactly where I was. The door opened. Not slowly, not cautiously, just enough force behind it to make it clear that whoever was on the other side wasn't guessing anymore. Raffaele stepped out first, his presence immediate, his gaze locking onto me in a way that told me he already knew exactly what had happened. Vinny stood behind him, quieter, but no less aware. For a second, none of us said anything. Then Raffaele spoke. “For how long?” His voice wasn't loud, wasn't aggressive, but it didn't need to be. The weight behind it wa
CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM} 026.
༒ ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒ I stopped reacting. Not because things suddenly got easier, not because the tension disappeared or the danger backed off long enough for me to breathe, but because reacting wasn't getting me anywhere. Every time I pushed, every time I argued, every time I tried to remind Raffaele that I still had a say in my own life, it only made things tighter, heavier, like I was pulling on something that refused to loosen no matter how hard I tried. So I stopped. Not completely, not in a way that made me weak or passive, but enough to change how I moved, how I spoke, how I let things happen around me. I started thinking instead. The house felt different now. Or maybe I just saw it differently. Before, it had been overwhelming in a vague kind of way,too big, too controlled, too far removed from anything I understood, but now I paid attention. I noticed things I hadn't before, patterns that had always been there but didn't mean anything to me until now. Who came in. Who left.
CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM} 025.
༒ ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒ I hit my limit immediately. Not in some dramatic, explosive way where everything snapped at once and I lost control, not in the way I used to imagine breaking points would feel like, loud and obvious and impossible to ignore. No, this was different, slower, heavier, the kind of realization that settled into my chest piece by piece until there was no room left for anything else. It wasn't just the attack. It wasn't the bruises that still ached every time I moved, the sharp pull in my ribs reminding me with every breath that I had been stupid enough to think I could step outside and still be untouched. It wasn't even the fact that someone has used me like a fucking message, like I wasn't a person but a tool, something disposable enough to bleed for someone else's warning. It was everything. The house that never felt like mine, no matter how long I stayed in it, the way every comfort came with something unspoken attached to it, the rules that weren't always said out lo
CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM} 024.
༒ ℜ𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔢༒ Something changed after that night. I didn't need anyone to point it out, didn't need Vinny's careful looks or the subtle shift in how people moved around me to understand it. I felt it myself, clear and undeniable, like something had snapped into place inside me without asking for permission. Control had always been easy, natural. It was how I handled everything, how I kept things where they needed to be, how I made sure nothing slipped out of my hands. But this? This wasn't just control anymore, this was something sharper. Something personal The moment I saw him, blood on his face, barely able to stand, his body already giving out before he even made it fully through the door, something in me had gone cold in a way that wasn't familiar. Not the usual, calm, calculated cold I used when dealing with problems, this was deeper, darker, the kind of cold thSt didn't think, didn't weigh options, didn't give a shit about consequences. Someone touched what was mine,
CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM} 011.
༒ ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒Moving into Raffaele's place didn't feel like safety.It felt like stepping into a whole new world, one I didn't fully understand. From the moment I walked in, everything felt… off. Not off, just unfamiliar in a way that made it hard to settle.The house–no, not even a house, more li
CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM} 08.
༒ ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒ Life didn't improve, it only changed shape. The money bought me time, but that was all it did, it didn't fix anything. It didn't erase the weight pressing down on me, it made everything feel more fragile, like I was balancing in something unstable that could collapse at any moment.
CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM} 010.
༒ ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒My refusal didn't end the conversation, it only changed it.For a moment, I thought that would be it. That he would lose interest, dismiss me the same way men like him dismissed everything else that didn't immediately bend to their will.But Raffaele didn't react the way I expected.He
CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM} 07.
༒ ℜ𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔢༒ I didn't think about people twice. That had always been how it worked for me. Faces blurred together easily. Names faded just as quickly. Nights came and went without meaning, without weight, without consequence. Everything existed in a cycle I had grown used to–one I had perfe
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