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Chapter 1
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2026-08-05 22:32:55NATALIA POV
"Why haven’t you told Natalia yet that we’re in love?" My hand froze on the doorknob. Those words drifted out from inside Marco’s condo and struck me like a knife to the chest. We had not arranged to meet today. I had simply decided to surprise him — to show up unannounced, to tell him how much I missed him. And instead… I stood there, hearing the woman’s voice ask the question I had never thought I would hear. Then came Marco’s voice — soft, gentle, the same tone I had believed was meant only for me. "When the time is right, my love. Once I have everything I need… I will leave her. And it is you I will choose." Something inside me snapped. I could not stay silent. I pushed the door open and stepped inside, my legs trembling but my head held high. Marco spun around, his face draining of color the moment he saw me. The woman beside him looked between us, confused. "Natalia…" Marco breathed, stepping forward. "How long have you been standing there?" "Long enough," I said, my voice shaking but clear. "Long enough to hear every lie you ever told me. Three years, Marco. Three years I loved you, trusted you, gave you everything. And all this time… I was just something to pass the time until you could replace me?" "It is not what you think," he said quickly, reaching out toward me. "Let me explain. Please—" "Explain what?" I laughed bitterly, tears spilling over. "Explain how you promised me forever while planning to leave me all along? Explain how you looked me in the eyes and lied every single day? Save your words. I have heard enough." "Natalia, wait!" He grabbed my arm, his grip tight. "You cannot just walk away like this. We have a future together — I will fix this, I will make it right!" "You lost the right to speak of our future the moment you promised hers to her," I said, pulling my arm free with all my strength. "Do not touch me. Don’t you ever come near me again." I turned and ran. I did not look back. I could hear Marco calling my name, could hear his footsteps following for a moment — but I did not stop. I kept running, out of the building, into the dark streets, away from the betrayal, away from the man who had shattered my heart into a million pieces. I did not know where my feet were taking me. The night was deep, the streets quiet and dim. Tears blurred my vision, my chest burned, and my mind was spinning — anger, pain, disbelief all tangled together until I could barely breathe. In my distraction, I barely saw the figure stepping out from the shadows until it was too late. A strong hand suddenly wrapped around my wrist and yanked me hard, pulling me off balance and slamming me back against a rough brick wall. I gasped, freezing in place. A man stood over me — tall, broad-shouldered, his eyes dark and unfocused, his breathing heavy. The strong scent of alcohol washed over me. He was drunk. Dangerously so. "Let me go!" I struggled, twisting and pulling against his grip. "Help! Someone —" One hand clamped gently but firmly over my mouth, silencing me, while his other hand pinned me to the wall by my shoulder. He leaned in close, his face inches from mine, his gaze roaming over my tear-streaked face with dark, burning intent. "So beautiful…" he murmured thickly, his voice rough and husky. "Why are you crying, little one? Why are you all alone?" Terror and something far more confusing tangled in my chest. I pushed against his chest, but he did not budge. He lowered his head, his forehead resting heavily against mine, his warm breath fanning over my trembling lips. "Don’t fight me…" he whispered. And then he kissed me. It was rough, hungry, and completely overwhelming — nothing like Marco’s soft, familiar kisses. This was desperate, consuming, stealing every breath I had left. I should have fought harder. I should have screamed. But shock, heartbreak, and the sheer intensity of him left me trembling and weak. My hands, which had been pushing against him, somehow found their way to his shoulders instead. He pulled me flush against his body, his arms wrapping tightly around me, one hand sliding slowly up my back, tangling in my hair, holding me exactly where he wanted me. His touch burned through my clothes, sending shivers racing over my skin, and as he deepened the kiss, as he held me like I was the only thing grounding him… everything faded away. The heartbreak. The betrayal. The world itself. "Ugh!!!" I cried out sharply as he suddenly pushed himself deep inside me, thrusting fast and hard, over and over again. "Ugh~ ohhh… hmmm… j-j-just how big and thick are you?! It feels like you won’t fit inside me at all!" I gasped, struggling to speak, but he paid no attention to the pain I was feeling with every stroke. "Tsk… didn’t you expect me to be this big, Natalia?" he asked in a rough, husky voice. "It’s fifteen inches, baby. Let me stretch you and make you used to it." He said it with a smirk — actually smirking — while I was suffering, as if he didn’t feel a single bit of it. "I-i-it used to be s-smaller… d-d-amn i-it… h-how can you s-still s-smile when it h-hurts this much?! And c-can you p-please slow d-down — arrgghh!!!!" I cried out loudly as he suddenly pushed himself all the way to the hilt inside me, silencing whatever I was about to say. "You b-bastard…" I scolded him breathlessly, but he just smirked even wider. "Ugh~ then stop talking. The more you fight it, the harder it will be, Natalia." I did as he said. "Ughh… hmmm!!!" I moaned, and as time went on, every thrust felt better and better. I wanted to wrap my arms around him, but I couldn't — he held both my hands firmly, keeping me right where he wanted me. "Ugh… ohhh… hmmmm!!!!" "Fuck! You’re so fucking tight, Natalia… ohhhh this feels so damn good!!!! Ugh~~" Our moans filled the whole room, loud and unrestrained. We cried out each other’s names with every deep, powerful stroke. I moaned even louder when I felt him hit that perfect spot deep inside me. "D-Drakon… go deeper… harder… ugh!!! Faster, please faster!!!" "Ughhh… ohhh… hmmmm…" "Ugh!!! I’m so close, Drakon… don’t stop… ugh~~" "Ughh I’m cumming too, baby!!!" "Ugh~~" "Ugh~~" We cried out together as we reached our release at the exact same moment. My body felt far from exhausted — it craved more of him. I pushed him onto his back and straddled him instead. He immediately gripped my waist, and I sank down onto him, taking him deep inside me all over again. TO BE CONTINUE
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