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Chiara trudged tiredly down the hallway, rubbing her eyes as she approached the dining room. The thought of Dante entering her room and punishing her, resulted in her barely sleeping.

“Dante…” She mumbled sleepily, her gaze on the empty dining room. “Dan—” She was cut off as Dante’s arm wrapped around her waist. The sensation was enough to send goosebumps on her skin, but he refused to let go despite how she struggled.

“You called, Darling? Did you miss me?”

She shuddered, leaning into his touch with a resigned sigh. “You’re going to punish me… just do it now. You’re making me anxious by not doing anything.”

His eyes sparkled with excitement as he suddenly turned her to face him. “Close your eyes, and don’t open them until I say so.”

She sighed, but hesitantly obeyed. Her heart pounded in her chest with every second that passed, and her eyes jerked open when she felt his lips on hers. She said nothing, waiting for him to force his tongue into her mouth, but it never happened. The kis
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  • Mr. Mafia's Obsession    Temporary Hiatus

    I doubt anyone's reading the book, but I'll still inform for the day someone decides to give my book a read. I have exams that'll last two months and because I prioritise my education, I'll have to put writing on hold for an least a month. I'll still rewrite older chapters when I get the time, but that's all I can promise you.I hope anyone reading this understands and will patiently wait till then. Goodbye for now.

  • Mr. Mafia's Obsession    Arcelli

    Being alone against her will really gave Chiara too much time to think. And she hated thinking—because it always ended with her blaming herself.The room seemed to shrink, pressing in from all sides, but she reminded herself that it was just in her head. She’d spent days alone in her room before. So why did this feel different?She darted toward the door, drumming her fingers against it in a desperate rhythm, hoping maybe—just maybe—she could test her luck."Chiara, give it a rest. I'm not letting you out of there until tomorrow at least."She huffed and pulled away, tugging nervously at the sleeve of her sweater. She needed a way out. Any way out.The birds outside started chirping, annoyingly chipper. Chiara groaned and slapped her palms over her ears, marching to the window. With a frustrated yell, she flailed her arms out the window and shouted every curse word she could think of until the birds scattered like they'd seen a ghost.Sighing, she scanned the room, her gaze landing on

  • Mr. Mafia's Obsession    Ambushed

    The implications of what happened with Dante hadn’t settled in Chiara’s head until she woke up the following morning. All her embarrassment and shame hit her at once like a truck. She felt her stomach twist and ran to the bathroom, emptying her stomach’s contents into the toilet. When she was done throwing up, she cleaned herself up and sat down in silence, lost in thought.If she let him do what he did the other night, did that mean he was succeeding in breaking her and making her want his touch?She was broken out of her reverie when the nearby birds started to chirp their annoying little tune. She wasn’t a fan of the noise, but too lazy to chase the birds, she headed for the door instead.As she opened the door, she felt her heart skip a beat. There was a blood trail leading to her bedroom door, and she was sure that it hadn’t been there before.Scared, she let out a loud scream, attracting the attention of Dante and his staff. They all rushed to where she was, but Chiara hadn’t no

  • Mr. Mafia's Obsession    I'll Ruin You

    Hours had passed since it happened, but the feeling hadn’t left Chiara. She’d spent all day hiding in her room, avoiding Dante, yet all she could think about was the way his tongue felt the other day. She should have been ashamed—but she wasn’t. Everything about that moment had felt right to her.Her core twitched, and she bit her bottom lip, letting out a soft moan. She could still remember the dizzying heat of being close to her first orgasm—and the hollow, aching emptiness when he stopped and told her to leave. Part of her had wanted to beg him to continue. But the other part—the part that refused to give Dante the satisfaction of breaking her—had made her comply and walk out.Still, she craved the feeling again. But…She was familiar with the concept of self-pleasure, thanks to walking in on Aria once. Aria had left her with a few vague, awkward words, and Chiara had ended up doing her own research. She’d never looked at Aria the same since.Now, as she sat on her bed, her gaze ne

  • Mr. Mafia's Obsession    You were About to Come

    Chiara pressed her hand firmly against Dante’s chest and pushed him away. Her breathing was heavy—partly from the anger pulsing through her veins. She wiped her lips roughly with the back of her hand, like his touch had burned her.She had almost forgotten who Dante really was.The last punishment hadn’t been that long ago, but somehow, she had let herself believe—just for a second—that he didn’t still see her as his possession.If she hadn’t been sitting on Dante’s bed, she would’ve collapsed onto the floor again. Her throat tightened painfully, and she bit down on her bottom lip like it could stop the tears threatening to spill.She had chosen the punishment. She had agreed to it. But now... she wished she had just listened to Dante and stayed at his house.“M-My throat still hurts,” she stuttered, pressing her back harder into the bed frame, like she could sink into it and vanish from his view.Dante’s lips curled slightly. His eyes crinkled with amusement as a low laugh escaped hi

  • Mr. Mafia's Obsession    Call Me Master

    Chiara looked at her phone anxiously, the ringing starting to give her a headache. The date had just started, and she felt like an idiot for calling him so soon. When the beeping cut off, her anxiety turned into relief.“H-Hello, it’s Chiara.” She paused, waiting for a response. When she got none, she continued talking. “C-Can you pick—”“I’m already here. Come out of the bathroom so we can leave.”She let out a breath she didnt know she was holding, and made a beeline to the door as the call ended. As she went back to where Satefan and her had been eating, the scene that met her eyes made her freeze in place. She stared, stunned. Dante stood in front of an unconscious Stefan, his fist bloody—and she could tell from the blood on Stefan's face, that it wasn’t Dante's blood.“W-What happe—?”“It doesn’t matter. Let’s leave.” He extended his bloody hand for Chiara to hold, and she stepped forward hesitantly, her eyes locked on it in silence. He sighed and pulled it back, wiping it on his

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