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Dinner and Consequences 

Auteur: Orinabhankz
last update Date de publication: 2025-12-18 04:31:05

I stabbed at the waffle with more force than necessary, watching the fork pierce through the soft bread with vicious satisfaction.

That's his face, I thought bitterly, stabbing again.

Arrogant bastard, smug , manipulative… Another stab… Infuriating monster.

I’d been sulking all day. Ever since he'd laughed with me like we were two normal people having a normal sparring match, and then had threatened my sister like I was nothing.

The kitchen was quiet, I sat alone at the counter, my waffles lo
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  • Marked By Him   To Forgive or Not

    ARYA’S POVI stood in front of my bedroom mirror, the midnight blue dress flowing around me like water. My hair was still loose around my shoulders, and I couldn't decide what to do with it. A soft knock echoed at the door. "Arya? May I come in?""Yes, Mom."She entered, already dressed in a beautiful champagne-colored gown, her hair swept up in a chignon."You look beautiful," she said, coming to stand behind me. "But your hair… here, let me help."Her hands were gentle as she ran her fingers through my hair, arranging it so it fell in soft waves over my shoulders."You should keep it like this," she said decisively. "It looks lovely down."I watched her in the mirror, remembering all the times she had done this when I was younger."Are you sure about this?" she asked quietly, her hands still smoothing my hair. "We can still stay home. No one would think less of you."I shook my head. "I need to do this. Dr. Rossi says avoiding Giovanni isn't helping me heal.” A sigh left my throat

  • Marked By Him   One step at a time

    ARYA'S POVThe makeshift office was warm and comfortable. Dad didn't want me to leave the estate so he arranged a space in the guest house for me and the therapist to do our sessions. Dr. Elena Rossi sat across from me with a notepad resting on her knee."How have you been sleeping this week?" she asked.I picked at a loose thread on my sleeve. "The medication is helping. I only had nightmares twice instead of every night.""That's good progress." She made a note while nodding her head. "And during the day? The dissociative episodes?"I sighed and leaned against the plush couch. “I caught myself zoning out yesterday, but I was able to pull myself back.""That's significant improvement, Arya.” She was smiling brightly now, “you should be proud of yourself."I didn't feel proud. I felt numb but at least I wasn't constantly reliving my trauma."I know you're concerned about the medication," Dr. Rossi continued, as if reading my mind. "That you don't want to become dependent on it."My

  • Marked By Him   Always There

    GIOVANNI'S POVRobert's study smelled of leather and old books. I sat across from him at his massive oak desk, the map I brought with me rolled out on top of the table. "We hit twelve locations simultaneously," I explained, pointing to marked positions on the map. "Their main warehouse in the industrial district, three safe houses, two weapons depots, and six businesses they used for money laundering.”I leaned back and cleared my throat. “Total assets seized are estimated at forty-three billion dollars."Robert nodded slowly, his eyes scanning the papers. "Any casualties?""On their side, seventeen dead, twenty-three arrested.” I eyed the map, glimpses of the battle flashing through my mind. “ And nothing fatal on our side. It was clean, considering the scope."Robert reached for the map, trailing his fingers through it. "And the leadership?""Most of them are dead or in custody. But…” I hesitated. "Some escaped. We're still tracking about six high-ranking members who went undergrou

  • Marked By Him   Willing To Try

    ARYA’S POVThe sound of birds chirping and flowers swaying in the gentle breeze was soothing to listen to.Even the sunlight filtering through the trees and the smell of pastries lingering in the air… everything should have been calming.But all I could hear was screaming."You betrayed me!"The rapid fire of gunshots and the crash of glass. I could hear Matteo's voice all over again. His nails digging into my neck as he squeezed life out of me. Dammit!It was two months already now and yet, I still couldn't let go of the ghosts of the past. I blinked, trying to focus on the present. Rosa, the nanny, was sitting on the blanket with Dante. He was cooing at her, his little hands reaching for the rattle she held.My lips curled into a smile. Dante was looking healthier than he had ever been and happier too. But the screaming wouldn't stop.I pressed my palms against my ears, trying to block it out, but it was inside my head. Marco's hands were around my throat again and I was reachi

  • Marked By Him   End Everything  

    ARYA’S POVThe Vitale estate loomed ahead and the sight of it made my chest squeezed with ache. I grew up here, but sitting in Giovanni's car wearing someone else's shoes and a dead man's shirt, I barely recognized it."We're here," Giovanni said softly from the driver's seat.I looked down at Dante, sleeping peacefully in my arms, and tried to steady my breathing. "I know this is overwhelming," Giovanni continued. "But your family just want to see you. You don't have to stay long if you don't want to."He reached out, probably to touch my hand in comfort, but I flinched before I could stop myself.He pulled back immediately. "Sorry. I'm sorry.""It's not-" I couldn't tell him that every male touch felt like Marco's hands on me. "I just need time.""Take all the time you need." He opened his door. "I'll walk you in and make sure you're settled, then I'll go. Unless you want me to leave now.""No." I snapped before I could help it. "I mean… stay. Just until I'm inside."I didn't know

  • Marked By Him   Retribution

    GIOVANNI’S POV"Arya," I said softly, stopping in my tracks. "It's okay. You're safe now. I'm not going to hurt you.""You came," she whispered. Her voice was barely audible. "You actually came.""Of course I came." I took another slow step, treating her like a skittish animal that might bolt at any moment. "I've been looking for you for three months. Did you really think I wouldn't come the second I knew where you were?"Tears spilled down her cheeks. "I thought… I wasn't sure if you would come.""I'm here." I took another step. "And I'm taking you home. Both of you."I was close enough now to see the split lip, it was mostly healed but still visible. I didn’t miss the finger-shaped bruises on her arms. Or the way she held the baby protectively, like she expected someone to try to take him.The rage that had been simmering for months exploded into white-hot fury. Marco had terrorized her and reduced her to this fragile, broken version of herself.My fingers curled into a tight fist

  • Marked By Him   Drowning

    ARYA’S POVThe men stopped at a door near the end of the corridor. One of them knocked, the door opened, and they disappeared inside.I crept closer, pressing myself against the wall, trying to hear what was being said inside.Male voices, speaking Italian too rapid for me to catch. I did hear some

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-27

  • Marked By Him   Into the Lions Den

    ARYA’S POVMy heart was hammering so hard I was convinced everyone could hear it. The security guard was still staring at her computer screen, and more people were starting to look our way, their conversations quieting as they sensed drama.I adjusted my mask, trying to look confident rather than

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-27

  • Marked By Him   Needing Warmth

    ARYA’S POVI was running through a field of wildflowers with Christabel, her laughter was bright as she chased butterflies. The sun was warm on my face, and everything felt perfect. It was just me and my little sister, the way things used to be."Bella, I don't want to go back," I said, even thoug

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-27

  • Marked By Him   Training Day

    ARYA’S POVI woke up to sunlight streaming through my window and the distant sound of waves crashing against the rocks below the villa. After a long bath that left me feeling almost human, I threw on denim shorts and an oversized sweater and padded downstairs barefoot, following the smell of fresh

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