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Chapter 51: My Worship
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Mafian Touch Chapter 51: My Worship
9The tension in the room was unbearable—thick, electric, and alive. Every breath felt heavy, every second stretched taut like a wire about to snap. Ortega stood at the foot of the bed, shirtless, his chest rising and falling with barely restrained hunger. His dark eyes devoured Ravenna where she lay, hair spilled across the pillows, torn top barely clinging to her skin. The air between them crackled with everything unsaid, everything they’d denied themselves for far too long.He moved like a man possessed by devotion and desperation. Slowly. Deliberately. As if rushing would shatter the sacred weight of this moment. When he finally crawled over her, his body hovered just above hers, close enough that she could feel the heat rolling off him, but not yet touching. The anticipation was smothering deliciously, achingly so.“Ravenna,” he whispered, voice low and rough, like velvet dragged over gravel. His forehead pressed to hers, their breaths mingling. “Look at me.”She did. And the inte
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The evening crawled slowly, Ravenna sat in solitude eyes fixed in space. No expression, no emotion just looking at nothing in particular. Every now and then one or both of the twin comes by to report the misdeeds of the other. Other times both came in to see her play with them. "Rose please take them in and put them to bed." The nanny noodeed without a word as she nudged the boys to go in. Whilst she tries to relax in the sofa the door flung open. And there he stood more ravishing than the last time she saw him. Yes it was only that morning he was gone for but something about him seemed different. Not that he had changed but that her body yern for his touch more eager than she had ever been.The door barely had time to close before Ortega’s hand found her wrist.Ravenna felt it immediately, that pull, that dangerous gravity she had never quite learned to resist. It wasn’t gentle. She was getting use to the roughness in which he handle her, to her it was sexy and appealing. It wasn’
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The morning was quiet, not the peaceful kind of quiet Ravenna once enjoyed, but the kind that pressed against her ears and made her thoughts louder than they should be. Ortega had left early that morning, something about a “quick trip” he needed to handle. He hadn’t said much, but the way his lips lingered on her forehead told her it wasn’t something small. If really it was a quick trip then he probably would have sent one of his men.Ortega rarely took trips since she lost her memory. But now that she has regained her memories. He had to take care of the businesses he had abandoned to be there for almost a year.Ravenna sat in the living room staring into the empty space, her tea that Ortega had prepared for her that morning befpre he left untouched and already growing cold between her fingers. Her mind kept replaying the slap. The look on Matoe’s face… not anger, not shock… just Calm, the kind of calm that was irritating. The kind that was infuriating.The doorbell rang, at first sh
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Ravenna stood with folded hands but softened immediately at his touch. He still had that effect on her."Ravenna, don't beat yourself too hard. I had wronged Matoe a long time ago and he was trying to take revenge.""Take revenge with me? Am I a pawn in your game?" she said, the fury almost returning."No babe. Some years back when I was reckless... I... I slept with the lady he showed me that he wanted to get married to. But she had heard of my escapades and wanted a taste of me. I didn't know she was someone that Matoe really liked. I made my way with her and he caught us pants down. Since then, we started staying apart even though our friendship still remained, but he had sworn to return the favor to someone I love. The truth is, I never thought I was ever going to fall in love. I used to think that falling in love was for weak men.""Well, I guess you're a weakling now," she teased. He walked closer to her, his hand stretched forth to take some stray hair from her face. At his
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Air left the room, everywhere seemed quiet, Ortega stared at her unmoving.“Rave, i am sorry....I...really am..." Ravenna turned around backing Ortega. “Ortega you promised....you promised never to hurt me like this again." Now the tears streaming from her eyes was now streaming down her eyes. I know, but i promise I don't know how that happened. I can't remember when it happened."That's even worse Ortega, who know how many more ladies have fallen prey to you. And you won't even remember what you did."Of all people you decided to ridicule me with the same lady that has always wanted you under her control. ""But I don't want her Rave, its you that owns my heart. I don't want anymore children from any other but you.He stepped forward slightly, as if closing distance between them.“but you messed that up, Ortega, you have broken me in ways that I can't put in words."“But I can correct that?""How the hell do you intend to achieve that?" She turned her eyes burning with furry...h
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Here was Mariana somewhere in fhe city having fun with some crazy friends she laughed, unaware that the one thing protecting her had just shattered.Alright, let’s begin exactly where you want it.The hospital room was too white almost too quiet if not for the beeping sound that came from the monitor beside her bed.Ravenna sat upright against the pillows, fingers lightly tracing the edge of the blanket. The beepimg was steady, Calm, Stable, even though her mind wasn't as stable as her body projected.Ortega stood near the window, phone pressed to his ear. His jaw was tight. His answers were short.“Is she there? Make sure she is by the time i get home tonight. No excusses, uou know how much i hate those."He ended the call slowly.For a moment, he just stood there, staring out at nothing.Then he turned to her, his expression shifted instantly; softer, mote controlled, not emotionless, and not empty.“ Hey my wife." His face lit up when he mentioned that, he had been stopped by Rav
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The rain started before Ravenna reached the front door of the mansion.It wasn’t heavy. It was just some light showers and whispering drizzle that coated the marble floors of Ortega’s estate in a dangerous sheen. The guards had retreated under the awning. The sky hung low and grey, as though it too
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Before Mariana could process what was happening. Ortega had chopped off his entire right arm."I am just letting you know that I did this for the fun of it back then. And when Ravenna came into my life, I wanted to be better, I wasn't trying to be a good man. I was only being a figure that she cou
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"Don Diego, please," Ravenna said, her voice firm but controlled. I need to take a walk to clear my head by myself, and I don't want your men trailing like I'm some sort of puppy being guarded by its master." Her tone was sharpener though it wasn't loud. Ravenna commanded so much power, especially
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