LOGIN๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐I lost track of time.That's what happened.I lost track of the fucking time.When I'm near Helena, I forget everything.I forget who I am.I forget what my father is.I forget the rules, the codes, the consequences.I forget there's an empire out there that depends on me, that there's a man named Dom Vittorio who raised me to be as cold as a blade, as calculating as an equation.I forget that every step I take is watched, every word weighed, every silence measured. When I'm near her, none of that exists. When I'm near her, I'm none of those things.I'm just... a man.A man who smiles.Fuck, I laughed.A man who sleeps through the entire night for the first time in years, without nightmares, without jolting awake, without his hand searching beneath the pillow for his pistol.A man who has sex without a condom because the desire to
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐I was still trying to catch my breath when his phone rang.The sound cut through the silence of the room like a blade, and I felt Alessandroโs body tense beneath mine before he even moved.It was instantaneous.One second earlier, he had been warm, relaxed, his eyes still shining and his chest rising and falling slowly beneath my hand.The next, it was as if someone had thrown a bucket of ice water onto the bed.He reached for the nightstand, and I saw the name on the screen before he could turn the phone away.Bruno.The name on the screen was enough for me to understand that the call wasn't about anything good.I didn't know what his friend said on the other end. He didn't put the call on speakerphone, and the little I overheard was enough to tell me it was about business, about blood, about things I didn't understand and that he would never let me understand. But I knew that
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ I kissed her on the neck, right where her pulse throbbed against my mouth, and I felt her body shiver. A small, almost imperceptible tremor, but I felt it. I could feel everything when it was her. Every breath. Every change in her heartbeat. Every tension that ran through her skin even before it became a sound. It was as if my body had learned to read hers before I even realised I was paying attention. โNow itโs my turn,โ I said, and my own voice surprised me. It was hoarse. Tired. But there was something else there. Something I didnโt recognise. Something that only appeared when she was near. Something Iโd spent my whole life convinced didnโt exist in me. I traced my way down her body slowly. I kissed the bone of her collarbone, feeling the ridge beneath my lips. The centre of her chest, wher
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐Alessandro opened his eyes.He looked at me, and I saw something Iโd never seen before.It wasnโt just desire.It wasโฆ surrender.As if he were giving me something heโd never given to anyone else.โFirst,โ he said, his voice firmer now, โyou can use your hand. Slowly. Just so I can feel you.โI reached out and wrapped my hand around his cock. The skin was warm, soft, and he moaned softly when my fingers closed around it.โLike this?โ I asked.โThatโs it. " He took a deep breath. โNowโฆ move it. Slowly.โI obeyed.Slow movements, up and down.His body responded, his hips moving slightly to meet my hand.โYou can squeeze a little harder,โ he said. โI like it.โI squeezed.He moaned again, and the sound went straight to my core.โWhat about with my mouth?โ I asked, and the words came out before I could think.He look
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐For the first time in a long time, waking up wasn't a weight. It wasn't a reminder of where I was, of who I was, of everything I had lost. It wasn't the jolt of someone who sleeps with one eye open, waiting for the door to open, waiting for the hand that grabs, waiting for the duty that suffocates.It was... good.I opened my eyes slowly, and the first thought that came to me was, 'I slept peacefully.It wasn't a night of nightmares. It wasn't a night of tossing from one side to the other, with my heart racing, waiting for something that never came. It wasn't a night of hearing the guards' footsteps in the hallway, imagining when Dom Vittorio would come to get me to fulfil his husbandly duties โ duties he called rights and I called a slow death.It was just... sleep.Deep sleep. Safe sleep. The kind of sleep I didn't know existed, because I had never had it.And I knew exactly why.He was there.Alessandro slept besidess me โ no, not besidess me.I was on top of hi
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐My mind went blank.โWhat do you want?โShe bit her lip.Her cheeks turned redโa blush that rose fast, coloring her golden skin.And I thought she couldn't get any more beautiful than she already was.But she did.โI want to fuck you. Again. Now.โThe words left her mouth without hesitation.Without shame.And I felt every one of them like fingers touching me from the inside.I should have said no.I should have said she needed to rest, that she lost her virginity last night, that I know my size is big, and that she's going to get hurt.I should have been the rational man everyone thinks I am.I opened my mouth to say all of that.โHelena, you must be sore. After yesterday...โShe didn't let me finish.She moved her hips very slowly.A slow, precise grind.Her body was sliding against mine as if she knew me by heart.I closed my eyes and moaned before I could hold it back.The sound came out of my throat like something animal, something I couldn't control.
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐The breakfast conversation replayed in my head without pause. Every word my father had spoken. Every look he avoided. Every gesture, calculated down to the smallest detail. It had all been soโฆ deliberate. As if he had rehearsed that scene for years and the day had finally come t
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐Eighteen years old.For some people, this day is anticipated. For me, it has always been feared.Not because I believed something bad would suddenly happen, like an accident or an unexpected tragedy. My fear was never of the unexpected. It was certain. Of the constant feeling th
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐Some women are born to be loved.Others, to be used.And someโฆ to be traded.I was traded.No one asked if I agreed. No one asked if I was afraid. Or if I wanted it. Or if I was ready.Important decisions are never explained to women like me. They happen. Delivered in short sent
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐Dinner was not over yet, and the minutes seemed to drag on. The men talked incessantlyโso many topics, business after business. Meanwhile, my mother remained the same: quiet, with calculated movements.And I ate slowly, to avoid giving them any opportunity to ask me questions or







