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“Don’t be cruel, Love.”
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Luciano: Entrapped By My StepBrother's Sin Family Facade
“You decide to marry a woman, make her your wife,” he said with a mirthless chuckle, “and then you decide to bring her child from another man into this house!! Into our lives!! And you call that a family?”The words felt like knives, slicing through the civility that they’d draped over the morning. The temperature in the room dropped. The air turned heavy, suffocating.The spoon in Sophie’s hand trembled, then clattered quietly onto her untouched plate. Her face had drained of color, lips parted slightly in some kind of wordless disbelief. But she didn’t look up. She didn’t meet anyone’s eyes. She sat like a statue made of shame and dust.No one moved.No one breathed.Luciano didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t have to. His tone was enough poisonous, laced with years of buried resentment.“What family is this?” he spat, contempt carved deep into his face. “This illusion you’ve built? Where we pretend to smile while hating the sight of each other?”Noora’s chest rose and fell, too fast.
Luciano: Entrapped By My StepBrother's Sin Storm Unleashed
Noora felt the silence tightening around her ribs like a vice. She could feel every scrape of porcelain, every delicate chime of the silverware echo in her bones like a slow, mocking countdown.She hadn’t touched her orange juice. Her fingers trembled when they grazed the cool rim of the glass, but she quickly retracted them and fixed her gaze ahead, not at Charles, definitely not at Lucas, and certainly not at the man seated beside her…Luciano Richardson.The one she wasn’t supposed to sit this close to. The one she wasn’t supposed to feel burning beneath her skin.Yet here she was, just inches away, her thigh brushing his in the subtlest way, just a single spark away from combustion. It was torture. It was maddening how close they sat and how distant they had to be from each other. The way her heart raced and the still, indifferent expression plastered across her face like a mask she couldn't breathe through.She hadn’t even looked at him once. That was the unspoken promise they ma
Luciano: Entrapped By My StepBrother's Sin Punishment For Love
Noora wanted to burst out of the office like she was gasping for air, her lungs burning from the suffocating stares and accusations still echoing off the walls behind her. Her fingers tightened around the suspension notice which was crumpled now like her pride, as she reached for the door, desperate to disappear before anyone saw the tears threatening to break through.But fate had other plans.The door swung open before she could touch the handle, like it had been summoned by the drama inside. And there he was Icarus, stepping in as if chaos had sent him an invitation."My, my. This is exactly why I adore Richardson Corp," he drawled, his eyes lighting up at the scene before him.Noora trembling in the doorway. Paper clutched in her hand. The board frozen mid-shock, and Luciano coiled like a loaded weapon.Icarus’s grin was nothing short of delighted. "Every day, a fresh cup of tea. Hot and scandalous. Just the way I like it."Noora’s expression collapsed into unreadable stillness, he
Luciano: Entrapped By My StepBrother's Sin Sacrifice
The morning began like any other except that it didn’t.Luciano stepped into the building that bore his last name etched in polished glass and legacy, only to find the air... wrong. It was too quiet, too still, and too perfect.Everything was in place, too in place.The front desks didn’t hum with the usual rhythm and chatter. Even the elevators chimed softer, and the employees walking out were almost hesitant. No casual chatter, no shuffling of interns, no shuffle of paper or panicked tapping of keyboards.Luciano Richardson knew silence like this. It was when he walked in the Richardson Corp before.Wait… had he changed now?But that wasn’t the question to ponder now.This situation wasn’t peace... not after the arrival of Noora in Richardson Corp. It was the kind of silence that came before an ambush, just like he did before.His jaw twitched.Something was off.As he passed the floor, every employee seemed to vanish into thin air on sight of him, suddenly finding reasons to disapp
Luciano: Entrapped By My StepBrother's Sin “Don’t be cruel, Love.”
Her hips rocked into his hand, desperate for more, chasing pleasure like it was the only salvation she had left.“You’re unbelievable,” he rasped, dragging his lips up to her ear. “You claim to hate me. But this—” his fingers thrust deeper, harder, “—this, you ride my fingers like this is only salvation left in this world…”She wanted to argue.She wanted to scream at him, slap him, and hurt him.But instead, she moaned his name.“Luucciiaanooo…”Barely a whisper.Just enough for him to hear it and his mouth crushed hers again.And this time…Noora kissed him back desperately until she shattered violently in his hand.She collapsed forward, her breath ragged against his chest, and the silk of her hair clinging to her damp neck.Her body trembled from the ecstasy that had wrecked her, and made every nerve sing and hum. She could barely think. Her mind was fogged, bones molten, and her skin fevered.Her limbs draped over him, loose, spent, boneless. The thudding of his heartbeat beneath
Luciano: Entrapped By My StepBrother's Sin Taking Responsiblity
The tension between Noora and Luciano crackled like live electricity. Each word between them, every glance, every touch was threatening to ignite them both.The air in the office was thick with the scent of sweat and desire, and their bodies were still humming from the intensity of whatever just happened in front of the crowd.Noora’s pulse hammers in her throat as Luciano continued to press her palm against the rigid length of him, his grip rough and hard. Her fingers twitched, whether to pull away or curl around him, she wasn’t sure.But still her defiance flamed brighter and her voice was a breathless snarl. "You’re out of your damn mind."Luciano’s lips curled, but there was no amusement in his expression, only hunger… insatiable hunger."Then, tell me you didn’t feel it," he challenged, his voice rough and hoarse with need. "Tell me you weren’t counting every second my hands were on you, wishing I’d touch you somewhere else."She hated that he was right. She hated it more that her
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