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SEVENTEEN
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2026-09-14 23:52:09
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HUNTED EIGHTEEN
ALESSANDRO I closed the door behind me without a single word and turned the key in the keyhole until the door locked. “I can see you still haven't learnt any lessons from this morning incident?” I stated. He sniffed hard. “Why?” he said in a whisper. I stared at him. “Why what?” I asked calmly. “Why?” He screamed. “Why the fuck are you doing this to me?!” The veins on his neck bulged and nearly popped out with each word he said. I heard the pain in his voice, but I did not say anything to him in response. “Why the fuck did you locked me in here like a common prisoner?!” he demanded, grabbing my shirt. I looked down at his hands. “I searched every single drawer, and there is nothing. You took my clothes and my phone away. Then, you left me here for hours with no way for me to know if my sister is even still alive!” My hands reached up, dragging his fingers away from my shirt. He tried to struggle but my grip was firmer. After he let go, I straightened the very place he ha
HUNTED SEVENTEEN
ALESSANDRO Sitting sat at the head of the table in the conference room, I tried really hard to focus on the numbers on the screen as the man standing at the front of the room kept talking about the quarterly losses, and also, new contracts. His voice faded in and out of my head because all I could see was the look on Matteo’s face from that morning—the way he had looked at me before I had locked the door, the anger in his eyes, and the marks I had left on his skin. It plagued me, every single thing, until someone called my name, the sound jarring me right back to reality. “Mr. De Luca?” I looked up blinking and turning my head around the whole room with pairs of eyes just staring straight at me. “Are you alright sir?” The man asked in a low voice, concern lurking in it. “Yes, yes,” I said. “What was the last thing you said?” I demanded, sitting up and paying more attention this time. He cleared his throat. “We need your decision on the Leone restructuring proposal. Do we m
HUNTED SIXTEEN
MATTEO “You're lying,” I said in a whisper, my eyes fixed on his face. “You know deep down why you did all of this. You did not do it to rescue me from him.” He let go of my chin that instant and took a step back, shaking his head. His eyes were darting all around, unable to meet my own gaze. ”You are lying,” I repeated calmly. “You know you are.” He hissed. “Just do as I say, Matteo,” he said, starting to turn away. “Get into your clothes and stay in the bedroom.” A lump rose in my throat. “You can not keep me in here against my will, Alessandro. I am your husband and not a captive. This is so fucking absurd!” I yelled at the top of my lungs, my throat feeling raw. “I already am,” he stated. “Until you learn to listen to me without questioning every single thing that I say to you.” I rolled my eyes. “I will scream so loudly and break every damn thing in here so that the staff will hear it and let me the fuck out!” He chuckled lightly. “The staff work for me, pretty boy.
HUNTED FIFTEEN
MATTEO When I woke up, about an hour later, my whole body was aching and the cold sheets was stuck to my back from all the sweating during sex, and also from the short sleep. Every single mark that Alessandro had left on my body ached badly when I adjusted my body, shifting to lie down on my side. Both of my wrists also hurt from where he had tied it, and so did my thighs. Even my throat hurt.It felt so raw from moaning for so long abd screaming his name while he fucked me hard, without any semblance of mercy.I was so sore.My eyes fell on him, Alessandro, the culprit—he was standing by the closet, already buttoning his shirt while he was looking so calm as if nothing had eveb happened between both of us. It was as if he had not spent the entirety of last night pounding me inside out.He glanced at me.“You're awake.”When I opened my mouth to speak, he beat me to it and spoke first.“Get up.”Despite the fact that his tone was hard and jussive, I didn't move, staying still and ju
HUNTED FOURTEEN
ALESSANDRO My fingers which were stained with cum reached out and removed the blindfold from Matteo’s eyes. I stared down at him as his eyes fluttered open. But he closed them quickly because of the sudden influx of light to his irises which hurt. A chuckle slipped past my lips when he slowly reopened them. His chest was heaving, rising and falling fast. Chains kept his wrists and ankles spread wide on the bed. The anger from earlier still burned in his gaze. But his cock was getting hard and leaking with precum. And the sight was amusing. So much for hating me. I liked the way his big cock curved back against his stomach. Long and hard. My pretty boy could hate me all he wanted without any qualms. I would allow it simply because his wanton body already knew the truth. He was mine. “I'm going to fuck you now, Matteo,” I informed him with a grin. He let out a small sound. Wether it was a plea or a sound of anticipation was lost on me. All I cared about
HUNTED THIRTEEN
MATTEO Alessandro’s mouth crashed down on mine with speed in a hard and demanding kiss before I could even utter another word. His long tongue pushed past my lips. And the wet organ slid in to claim every inch of my hungry mouth. It was just like that night at the bar. I tried to turn my head away from the kiss before it was too late. But he was faster. His fingers shot out and held me in place. My wrists pulled against the iron chains that were around my wrist. But they did not bulge even a bit, holding me right in place. His hands moved everywhere while his tongue plundered my mouth. Then he pulled back before they settled on my chest. I watched breathless as he began to unbutton my shirt quickly with fingers that were in a hurry. "Stop," I said in a voice that was thick with desire when his fingers pushed the fabric of my shirt open and the cool air hit my exposed skin. I wanted to push him off. I wanted to shout at him. But my body betrayed me without a second thou
HUNTED FOUR
MATTEO {Two Weeks Ago} I was quiet as the big man carried me up the stairs to a private room. He set me down on my feet as soon as the door clicked shut behind us. Then I was instantly pushed back against the door with gentle force. His chest pressed against mine as his lips crashed onto mine,
HUNTED THREE
MATTEO {Two Weeks Ago} The bass from the high dimension speakers hit me the moment I stepped in. Around me, the lights flashed different colours: red, blue, violet—then again. The air was heavy with the smell of sweat, perfume, cologne and alcohol. I adjusted the large cap of the black hoodie
HUNTED TWO
MATTEO "Matteo, get down here." My father's annoying voice was layered with impatientce as it floated up the stairs. "We leave in five minutes or we will both be late to your damn wedding." My hands fumbled with the tie for the third time till I finally got it straight. I stared at my reflect
HUNTED ONE
MATTEO The familiar smell of disinfectant vanished the instant I stepped through the revolving doors at the hospital's entrance. I pulled my jacket tighter to keep out the chill of the evening breeze. I headed toward my car thinking of my bedridden twin sister, Sofia. She had looked the same
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