☾ ROMANO ☽ The moon of death illuminated the world and the La Corona Estate was not left out. A giant Mansion standing proud with multiple stories of red curtained madness. My father stood at the center of it all, hands folded behind his back, a long dark cane stretching out from underneath his a
─❈─ AURELIA ─❈─ My pulse went wild with jittery anticipation as Romano slammed his mouth over mine, possessing me. His smell so different from Rafaele, invading me. Pain in the middle of my thighs forgotten, replaced with a weird sensation, I allowed myself to melt into him. The darkness and all
─❈─ AURELIA ─❈─ Pain. That’s all I know. That’s all I feel. That’s all I breathe. I’ve never felt agony like this before—not in Dervane, not even in the hands of Rafaele. My legs, my thighs, the entirety of my private parts… torn apart, bitten into. I don’t know how I survived it, but some
◆◆ RAFAELE ◆◆ “Rafaele? You came for me.” Petra’s squeal could have carried to the far ends of Italy as I walked into the studio apartment Matteo had confined her in. “I’ve missed you,” she purred, leaping into my chest. Knowing she wouldn’t let go anytime soon, I lowered myself onto the couch
─❈─ AURELIA ─❈─ All my life, I’d been used to harsh confinement, locked up and controlled. But Rafaele had never put me in a cage like this. This… this was worse than anything I’d ever endured. The air was thick with mildew and iron, every breath scraping my throat. The mattress reeked of sweat
◆◆ RAFAELE ◆◆ “You can’t hold us accountable for Estela… or whatever she did to you, Rafaele. And there’s no witch among us.” Those were the words that got the meeting dismissed—against my own team. And where the hell was Gaetano? Moving around somewhere, doing whatever it was he does, certainly