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Forceful pleasures: Subjected to the Don Birthmark
Nella’s POVMaybe if Elena had been the one to bring his child into the world, he would have burned the city down to see her.The thought arrived quietly and landed like a stone in still water.I felt the rings spreading.I was not Elena. I had never been Elena. I was the replacement that wasn't a replacement, the collateral that had somehow become the mother of his child.Quiet sobs slipped out of me before I could stop them.I pressed the back of my hand to my mouth.I was so tired. So deeply, completely tired —not just from the labor, though that was a tiredness unlike anything I had experienced before, a tiredness that lived in the bones rather than the muscles —but from everything that had preceded it. It's been months of grief, suspicion, careful watchfulness, it's been learning to read silences and file things away, holding myself together with the specific discipline of a woman who had decided that falling apart was not an option she could afford.Tonight I was too exhausted
Forceful pleasures: Subjected to the Don He lured me
Nella’s POVThe baby had finally opened her eyes.I had been waiting for it without knowing I was waiting for her to open them, through the feeds, the quiet, long, strange hours of hospital night and when it happened it was so sudden and so complete that I simply stopped breathing for a moment.Golden-brown. Exactly like his. An adorable replica.Just like the saying that goes: blood is thicker than water and genes are the strongest you'd find in humans.Her eyes are the vague, unfocused blue that newborns sometimes arrive with, it wasn't that indeterminate colour that resolved into something else over weeks. Hers were already decided — warm, deep and sharp, carrying that particular cub-like intensity in miniature, in a face so small I could cup it entirely in one hand. She looked up at me with the specific gravity of someone who had arrived somewhere important and was already taking inventory.My heart made a sound I did not have a name for.I pressed my lips together and held her t
Forceful pleasures: Subjected to the Don The variable
Rico’s POVNella was the variable I had not fully accounted for.I had known about her for years: pretty little Vito’s daughter, the pampered artist, the girl who was kept so carefully behind the walls of her father’s world that she had never developed the sharp instincts that world demanded.From a distance, she had seemed entirely manageable. A soft pawn. Useful collateral.But I had been watching her more closely since she moved into Giovanni’s villa. Since she began painting again. Since Antonio quietly reported to Lucas that she was asking questions and filing away the answers instead of acting on them immediately.That last detail had given me my first genuine pause.Most people, when they stumbled across something they did not understand, reacted too quickly. Fear made them reckless. Curiosity made them careless. They confronted, accused, and exposed themselves.Nella had done neither.She had observed.And that made her dangerous.The paintings had been useful, almost poetic i
Forceful pleasures: Subjected to the Don Rico’s plan
Rico’s POVThe message arrived at 2:47 a.m. I was always awake at 2:47 a.m. An honest saying goes; Dangerous men don’t sleep.” Sleep, for me, had always been a negotiation rather than a surrender, it was something I permitted myself in controlled intervals rather than something that happened. Men in my position could not afford the vulnerability of deep sleep. The world did not pause its arrangements out of courtesy.I was sitting at my desk in the dark when the phone lit up. No overhead light — I had always preferred to work by the glow of screens and the city outside the window. Darkness kept the mind sharp. It removed the clutter of visible things and left only what mattered.I picked up the phone.Three words from a number that would dissolve within the hour.“The time is coming.”I read it once. I set the phone down. I looked out at the city for a long moment, its lights, its indifferent enormousness, its complete unawareness of the mechanisms operating within it.Then I picked
Forceful pleasures: Subjected to the Don Scheme
Brenda’s POVDevastating in its simplicity.I had not hated Nella when I wrote it. That was the complicated part — the part I did not discuss with Lucas, who would not have understood it, or with Rico, who would have found it irrelevant. I had not hated her. I had watched her grow up in this house, had packed her school lunches and soothed her nightmares and I had known the exact pitch of her cry before she could speak. There was something real in that. Something that existed alongside everything else, it was inconvenient and persistent.But Nella was her father's daughter in every way that mattered. She had his face, his stubbornness, his absolute certainty that the world owed him just like she thinks the world owes her something. She had grown up inside the proof of everything I had been denied. Every time I looked at her I saw the life that had continued around me as though I were furniture. As though I were part of the walls.But now, I was not part of the walls.I had decided
Forceful pleasures: Subjected to the Don Patience
Brenda’s POV"Any news?" I sucked my teeth."She just put to bed." The voice from the phone came slowly, cautiously like the voice of someone trying to manage my temper from a safe distance.I hung up without responding.Of course, I wouldn't be angry that she gave birth. Why would I be? A baby changed nothing about what was coming. If anything, it complicated things for them — another vulnerability, another thing to protect, another reason to be distracted.I set the phone down on the kitchen counter of Vito's mansion and looked around the room.My room. My kitchen. My mansion.Almost.I called Lucas."The Don has an heiress," I said, cutting him off before he could open with any pleasantries. I was not in the mood to be called *mi amor* tonight.Silence.Good. He was paying attention."My source also confirmed that Giovanni is battling an undiagnosed health condition." I kept my voice even, and factual, the way I had learned to deliver information to men who needed it clean and simp
Forceful pleasures: Subjected to the Don Falling in love
Giovanni’s POV Her body is aching for my touch.The ice was more than enough, and I don’t plan to stop now.The breeze hit her skin, causing a reaction immediately—she had goosebumps all over.I picked up another ice cube, placing it directly on her clit. My free hand was on her waist, steadying h
Forceful pleasures: Subjected to the Don Photograph
Giovanni’s POV“The meeting starts now,” my assistant announced.The company’s quarterly review happens every July. It’s the first time since Nella moved to the villa. The meeting was taking place on the 28th floor of Macini Tower.I sat at the head of the long table, suit jacket unbuttoned, my fin
Forceful pleasures: Subjected to the Don Cold house
Nella’s POVAntonio’s last message came at 11:47 p.m.I know because I had been staring at the screen so long that my vision blurred.He had typed slowly. I watched the ellipsis appear and disappear three times before the message finally came through."The order didn't come from inside your father'
Forceful pleasures: Subjected to the Don Who killed papa?
Nella’s pov“Food is ready, ma’am.” The maid said after knocking twice.For the first time since I got to the villa, I counted the stairs. Sullen and slow.Giovanni was already seated when I came into the dining room. He didn't look up from the document in his hand when I sat down. We had settled i
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