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Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Wave Of Chaos
SARIAN I had never seen Don Julio like this for and this was the first time. His rage suffocated the air around us swirling around us like a storm. His eyes were cold, very cold and I wasn't sure if I was really safe for the first time since we first met. His gaze was on me and I could feel it but this time it wasn't lighthearted and it wasn't his typical smirk either. The temperature in the room was suddenly cold and I shivered slightly watching himHe spoke in a clipped low voice. “Bring her out.” He gave one of his men the order without even glancing upon me. The man turned to the door after giving a nod. My pulse pounded. What have I done? Ever since I and Marie had been brought here, I had never left, in fact I didn't know what outside looks like. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened the previous evening but my thoughts were a blur. The agreement had been straightforward: find the money and I'd be set free. However I knew there would be more repercussions if
Last Updated : 2025-04-06Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Taste Of Rage
SARIAN I'd witnessed Don Julio's anger before. He demanded respect from everyone around him and I had witnessed the fire in his eyes when things didn't go his way. However this was different. For the first time I witnessed him genuinely losing control, whatever had happened tonight was something he didn't expect and thought that I was the cause.The only thing I could make out despite the rapid exchange of Italian were the words in English: “The Blood Vultures.”The club remained disorganized. None of the women who worked there dared to leave Don Julio's side despite their disorganized and unsure appearance. They looked like they might be swept by a tornado if they did.He had a captivating presence but today it was also frightening. Standing in front of Don Julio, the club's manager—a man who was always cool under pressure—explained the circumstances. He was the real manager and maybe the other was his assistant.Based on his facial expressions, it appeared that the Blood Vultures
Last Updated : 2025-04-06Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation A Life Of Shadows
SARIAN Pretending nothing was going on was what I wanted to do. But Allegra's hand still trailed itself into Don Julio's opened shirt, moving over his chest.I rolled my eyes.The scene playing out in front of me didn't matter and I wanted to act as though I wasn't sitting in the middle of a room full of mafia men.The room was so cold and the tension very heavy. In front of me was Matteo, one of Don Julio's men. Even though his face was cold,l there was something unnerving about the way he was staring at me with his dark eyes. His calm yet authoritative voice was asking me questions as he interrogated me like I had stolen his kidney.His behavior made me realize that I was only a pawn and had no say in what was going on. I felt the pressure of the moment as I took a deep breath. It was oppressively tense. Matteo leaned forward and spoke to me in a smooth voice.“Your father was a complicated man, Sarian. He was not only associated with the Blood Vultures as we know.”I stared at h
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation The Sweet Pain
DON JULIO For someone trying to be brave, I couldn't handle her wild eyes. Sarian was sitting across from me, her hands folded tightly in her lap and her knees clenched. She had her fathers careless mouth and his stubbornness .I steadily lit a cigar while keeping my gaze fixed on her. I wanted a lot of things , a lot of information at my fingertips and she was going to give them to me.I gave the glass of vodka to Allegra who took a swing. She laughed when she saw the look on my face and then leaned in to kiss me as I handed the glass to be refilled.I saw the look of disgust abd something like anger… maybe jealous on Sarian’s eyes and almost laughed.Matteo was interrogating her and I was finding it interesting. I was sure she didn't know it was because of her that The Blood Vultures had attacked.Her fire appealed to me though. It brought back memories of my younger self before the blood and before the power. I looked at Allegra who was slowly grinding in my lap, her curves sh
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation His Death
SARIAN I became immobile, unable to talk. I couldn't even breath, this, all of it felt like a very bad dream I wanted to wake up from.My chest tightened making it impossible for me to breathe.There were far too many photos. An excessive amount of blood. The face I had grown to love was in too much pain. Father, lying limp in each picture. Beaten. In pieces.Lost. I gazed at them—the dried blood at his temple, the ropes gnawing at his wrists, the cracked floor underneath him. His eyes were open in one of the photographs. looking, begging, for a chance to live again.Who was he begging?Don Julio?With shaking hands, I reached for that picture and saw it—the moment that broke me to pieces. The picture wasn't taken today. Or yesterday. I stared more, my eyes moving.An inconspicuous timestamp in the corner. The date was a week ago.I dropped the picture immediately as if I had been stung .No. . No, its not real. He was alive so it can't be. He should have been still alive. “My fat
Last Updated : 2025-04-08Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Heavy Memories
DON JULIO I sighed as if the world was pressing down on my chest, I reclined in my leather chair and ran my hands through my hair.The amber liquid swirled in a slow circle as my fingers aimlessly traced the rim of my glass. Something deeper, something hidden was hiding beneath the layers of ice and indifference was weighing me down instead of the alcohol. Sarian. Her name rang in my head like a dagger, piercing the haze of my mind, her face, her eyes, even with the way she shook.Very similar to Sophia's. To get the memory to back off was impossible, I clenched my jaw but it did nothing to push the memories back.I hated it. The way she looked at me as if I was more than the monster I was, I hated and loved her stubbornness.I took a swing and massaged the back of my neck as the memories came flooding back.The same face Sarian had was exactly the same with Sophia.A doppelganger?My father never loved him, in fact I knew if he had found a genie, he would wish I was never born
Last Updated : 2025-04-08Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Felt Nothing
DON JULIO She moaned as if it were real. As if she thought I was impressed. Actually I wasn't. Not one bit.She moaned louder and teased her clit, her legs wrapped around me with practiced ease, the smell of her expensive perfume drifting into my nose and her body was soft. But she was not Sarian.And I didn't want her to be. I only wanted something to distract me and here it was and now I was no longer interested in having sex with her. And before it even got started , she ruined it. Her hands slid under my shirt in a desperate attempt to make contact but all I could think about was marble floors and blood. My club. And Sarian again.Damn it.She kissed my neck and I allowed her to, her fingers trailing down to my crotch. My fingers were slow and cruel as they teased her inner thigh. She gave a gasp. Then there was a whimper. I saw the change in her expression, the glimmer of seduction in her eyes. Not the right move I hovered over her, pushing her back against the pillows
Last Updated : 2025-04-09Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Mock Me, Break Me
SARIAN I stood there for a while but then, my legs felt like jelly, my heart had been broken into pieces and there was a deep wound that I knew would keep bleeding forever, one that would take forever to heal. Father and Marie were dead and I was left in this cruel world with no other person but Don Julio.I wondered what they might have done to him.Chased around like a mouse, beaten? Tortured? Shot to death?And I had the evidence in my shaking hands—grainy black-and-white pictures that had a dried blood and old smoke odor. Images that documented his last moments. His last anguish. I hated them. I hated the fact that I examined every one of them, that seeing them was something I couldn't erase from my memory and that they were etched there forever.I was having trouble breathing. I had trouble thinking. He was gone. My sister was too. I kept thinking if my life could have turned out differently if I was born to someone else, if father had become the artist he said he wanted to be
Last Updated : 2025-04-09
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Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation His Name Is Adrian Caruso
DON JULIO There was a little something that I loved now as our lips pressed together in a kiss.And that was peace.I felt it.But I knew it was just for now. Sarian sat on my lap, the soft glow from the bulb overhead illuminated the large office and the sound of music came from the club below.The guilt struck my chest like a bullet while her lips were still on mine. Soft. Sweet. Trusting. I was going to say something that she didn't know. I exhaled and grabbed the glass of whiskey and gulped it all down.“ Sarian.” I called slowly, watching her, the specter of our kiss still between us she blinked up at me panting. “There is something you must know.” A tentative smile crossed her lips. “Is this about us?”“No.” I swallowed. My throat was dry as I adjusted myself on the couch. “ It is about your father.” Like the sun disappearing behind a cloud that smile on her face vanished. “What about him?” I glanced around my club's private lounge to make sure nobody was nearby to listen.
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation My Gattina
DON JULIO The villa's thick curtains let in the morning sun which created beautiful golden lines on the floor. It was quiet in the villa behind me. Almost cutting through the walls. And then I heard a small voice. “Don Julio.” It was Sarian. I chose not to turn to look at her. She didn't say anything again. She smelled of springtime jasmine. She always smells that way since we got back from Sicily. “I was wondering,” she said, taking a step closer and then stopped. “If you had wanted to play chess with me? I am a very good player. I'll beat you to it.” I grinned. “Piccola, it hardly counts.” She gave a faint laugh. “Do you fear that I will win you?. My phone buzzed twice using my men's code for visitors before I could respond. It was business time. “Sarian not now.” I said looking up from my phone.”Duty calls.” She managed a small smile. “All right, I'll go brew some coffee.” It took five minutes for three black cars to arrive. I was able to identify them witho
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Perfect For Once
DON JULIO It was a beautiful morning as the sun shone on everything. For once there were no meetings, no threats made in whispers and no plans involving blood. No sick and stupid attacks and for once, I forgot that the Blood Vultures actually existedI wanted everything to be perfect for once..Just her and me. I had to.temikd myself constantly that falling in love wasn't part of the plan. I still hadn't given up on my chase though. I looked at Sarian, I wanted her to trust me, to feel safe around me, I wanted to give her with a memory which was priceless and everlasting.With the convertible top down and her hair blown about like silk ribbons we drove out of the villa. I watched her take in the view without saying anything. There was a small smile on her lips as she enjoyed the view.We visited a small coastal town that only the locals were familiar with. The beach was concealed between cliffs and the ocean resembled a blank canvas. We
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation A Tombstone For Marie
SARIAN From the airport, the drive had been peaceful and no one said anything. And then the car took a sharp bend and we arrived at a wrought-iron gate defended by stone lions, the road meandering through undulating hills and tranquil Italian countryside. Beyond it was a villa that looked like it was from a painting tucked away among vineyards and cypress trees. The sight was stunning and the only time I had seen houses like this were only in movies. For a man like Don Julio—I knew he was filthy rich —but the house I was staring at was worth millions if not billions of money. There were two older maids who spoke only in Italian. They unpacked and swept the villa to remove any indication that we had just arrived. Everything ran smoothly effectively and without noise. Like they'd done it a hundred times. A second-floor room with long white curtains that billowed in the wind and an endless view of the vineyards was assigned to me. It was so breathtaking, and I loved it more than the
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation A Perfect Stranger
SARIAN It had been a blur at the hotel. We all moved when Don Julio gave the order. There were no inquiries from his men. They had been trained that they just followed orders. No suggestions, no complaints whatsoever.They packed as fast and accurately as if it were normal. As though disappearing in the middle of the night was completely normal. Anyways that was what they had signed up for and they were very good at it. I knew I was going to miss this place and everything. I had hardly had time to pack my belongings into my bag before we could get into the car and drive through the silent dark streets of Palermo, but I had carried a little bag and Don Julio had instructed that no one should leave anything behind. I didn't know why he said that but I was also scared of leaving nothing behind. We had arrived at the airport. The scent of perfume, burnt coffee and metal filled the air. People were dragging suitcases behind them as they hurried past with heavy steps. Everything
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Burn It Down, Damn It
DON JULIO “Oh, my God.” Her palm flew to her mouth.“Tell me you are lying?”“This is not the time to argue back and forth, Sarian.” I said, grabbing her arm and pushing her forward. “They are lots of unsettling things you wouldn't want to know.”“Oh, yeah.” She sneered.The fire in her eyes was back and I frowned slightly. “We found a chip at the side of your face, how about that for a start?”She gasped, her mouth forming a small ‘O’. I opened the door and pushed her towards Luca, who gave a small nod, understanding what I meant. I stood by the glass window as I watched Sarian get into the black SUV outside the doctor's office.She moved gradually as if she were adjusting to a new body. With guns concealed under coats and vigilant eyes my men hovered protectively around her. She didn't turn around. Okay. That was good and I liked that and at least no more questions from her.I wanted her to forget about this place, forget about everything that had happened. I knew what I was avo
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation A Little Different
DON JULIO As soon as I entered the hospital the antiseptic stench pricked my nostrils. Chill. Sanitized. Dead. As if they were making an excessive effort to remove the blood that frequently discolored them the walls were too white and spotless. I was in a hurry to get Sarian out of Sicily, I knew that whoever was tracking us would know instantly when the chip got burned that something was wrong and they might be making a surprise attack at us but I had to be ten steps ahead of them.I don't know which of the gangs.The Blood Vultures?The Vipers?The Crows?Or even some freaking gang that didn't want to mind their damn business but revenge would be a topic for another day. I was a hospital hater. The doctor was waiting for me in the elevator wringing his hands as if he wanted to express regret for his birth. He looked like he had been patiently waiting for something that he dreaded so much. His voice was nervous as he spoke to me and then he ran his hands through his face.“She’s aw
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Burn Everything
DON JULIO I turned around and left before I could think of destroying something in the hospital, before anyone would come asking silly questions.Behind me, the hospital's lights dimmed, vanishing like they never existed to me in the first place.I kept my eyes forward. Every part of me felt like I was seeing things as I was blinded by anger but I moved deliberately and calmly and kept my face expressionless. The doctor had told me that the police would soon be here and I had felt it as soon as I stepped out of the double glass doors. However I had always trusted my instincts and something wasn't quite right. Two blocks away I slid into the parked car, dark windows, plate that cannot be traced. I learned from Matteo to always have one escape route close by. I was grateful that I paid attention tonight. My mind was on the nurse that had brushed past me when I walked into the hospital when sirens sounded as soon as my fingers touched the ignition, rising and falling, destroying the
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Another Puzzle
DON JULIO What the fuck! I had gone back to my room. I wanted the information she had told me to be for my ears only but as I returned the phone to the table, my head pounded and her last words kept echoing in the back of my mind I tried telling myself several times that maybe Valentina was mistaken, that something wasn't right but a part of me, a bigger part had felt this was freaking true but I didn't want to believe it. The white T-shirt wasn't giving me what I wanted, the aura and vibe that I wanted to possess. I quickly dressed in a dark suit, not bothering to care about the details. It was a typical outfit, sharp but practical, ready for whatever I had to face. The urgency in my chest wouldn’t let me think about my clothing. There wasn’t time for perfection, She didn't say anything further. The line went dead and I shut my eyes momentarily wondering if I was now a detective in a case I fucking knew nothing about. What the hell did Valentina just tell me? Did she know
