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Chapter 2: The Transformation
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2026-05-28 02:59:24“Damn, Alessia,” Sofia said, stepping back with a wicked grin. “You look like pure sex. That tight little body in leather? Killian won’t be able to look away. I bet the big, scary enforcer gets rock hard just seeing you walk by.”
My face heated up, but I didn’t deny it. I turned side to side in the mirror. The dress made my honey colored eyes look darker, hungrier. My nipples pressed against the thin leather. For once, I didn’t look like Don Vittorio’s sheltered daughter. I looked ready to break rules.
While Sofia picked out strappy heels and touched up my makeup, my mind drifted back to last night’s dream. It had felt so real.
In the dream, Killian had me pinned in a dark corner. His tall, muscled body pressed against mine, scars and ink hidden under his black suit. “I've let you be long enough, princess,” he growled low against my neck, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. One big hand slid up my thigh, pushing my dress higher. His fingers hooked my panties aside and teased me with his fingers at my entrance, slow, his thumb rubbing my clit in tight circles. “So fucking wet for me. Is this how much you want me, Alessia? Is this how bad you want your brother’s best friend?”
I moaned his name in the dream, my hips moving on its own. I begged him to finger me to release me from this torture. He kept rolling his fingers on my clit faster as pleasure built fast and hot. His grey eyes burned into mine. " I think it's time for my Princess to get what she wants" He said in a hushed tone.
Just as he was about to plunge his fingers inside me, I woke up.
I woke up gasping, my own fingers between my legs, panties ruined. Even now, thinking about it made my pussy throb under the tight leather. I pressed my thighs together, trying to ignore the ache.
“Earth to Alessia,” Sofia teased, spraying me with dark, spicy perfume. “You’re daydreaming about him again, aren’t you?"
"Who?" I asked like I didn't know who she was talking about.
She smiled "That 30 year old beast with the cold eyes and the body built for sin. Covered in scars, always watching you like he wants to eat you alive. In that dress, he won’t stand a chance.”
I smirked, slipping on the heels. They made my legs look longer, sexier. “He still sees me as Dante’s little sister.”
“Not tonight,” Sofia said, linking her arm with mine. “You’re a Vance woman. Go make him suffer.”
I took a last look at myself in the mirror. And I really transformed from a little princess to a woman.
We headed downstairs. The guards at the front door stared a little too long, but they bowed respectfully. I felt powerful. Alive.
As we were headed for the garage, Dante stopped us to give us some final advice about being responsible. Sofia and I nodded like we will listen but we both know we're going crazy tonight.
The Ferrari waited in the driveway, looking as hot as it's owner. I slid behind the wheel, the leather seat cool against my bare thighs. Sofia jumped in, already turning up the music.
Before I started the engine, I felt that familiar gaze on my skin. I looked up.
Killian stood by the side of the driveway, leaning against the wall near a black SUV. His arms were crossed as usual, black suit jacket tight over his broad shoulders. Those sharp grey eyes locked right on me. He didn’t move. Didn’t speak. Just stared, jaw clenched tight, like he was fighting the urge to drag me out of the car.
Heat flooded my body. My nipples hardened again. I could almost feel his hands from the dream exploring my body. My pussy clenched at the thought.
I held his gaze for a long, hot second. Then I revved the engine loud, tires screeching as I sped off into the night. The wind rushed through my hair. Sofia whooped beside me, but all I could think about was Killian’s burning stare following me down the driveway.
The Velvet Room. Our family's most popular night club, wasn’t far. Music already pulsed in the distance. This was my night to push every limit. No more cage. I want to feel alive.
By the time we pulled up to the club, guards bowed low at the sight of me. I stepped out, leather dress riding high on my thighs, and walked inside like I owned the place.
But I knew he was already there. Watching from the shadows. Waiting.
I knew because before me and Sofia left the estate to go shopping, I overheard Dante telling Killian to be in charge of security at the club tonight. And I knew it was because I was going.
Luckily for me, I plan on making sure he can't look away from me.
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The sound from the service corridor felt wrong. Killian was already on his feet when the first man came through the side door. He was not one of ours. A second figure followed behind him. The private room that had felt controlled a moment earlier turned into pure motion. Gunfire erupted from the direction of the service corridor. People moved. Chairs scraped. Someone shouted an order. Dante’s voice cut across the table, sharp and immediate. Chairs scraped. Weapons cleared. Father was pulled sideways by Marco. Enzo moved toward Bianca. I saw the angle of the second man’s arm. He was not aiming at Father. Not at Dante. Not at Killian. The barrel tracked toward Bianca, who had frozen for a second too long, still seated with her eyes wide. Instinct overrode everything else. I shoved myself over the table edge toward her, and threw myself sideways into the space between Bianca and the gun. The impact of my shoulder against hers knocked her down and clear. The impact came as I covered
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He dragged me through the crowd toward the back of the club. People moved out of his way fast. Sofia caught my eye from the dance floor and smirked, giving me a little wave like she knew exactly what was happening. My heels clicked fast on the floor as I stumbled to keep up with his long strides. T
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One tall guy with dark hair moved in front of me. He wasn’t bad looking. He matched my rhythm, his hands hovering near my waist. I kept dancing, letting the heat of the club and the alcohol push me. My eyes scanned the upper level for a second. There he was. Killian. Still in the shadows, watching
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