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Chapter 27 — Mia Piccola Rossa
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My Sex Slave is an Heiress Chapter 30 — Shadows on the Glass
SebTHE PRIVATE elevator rose silently toward the top floor of the tower.The polished steel walls reflected my shadow—a tall, dark figure in a black tuxedo. My bow tie was untied, hanging loose around my unbuttoned collar.Outside the glass car, the lights of Milan burned through the thick night rain. It was almost three in the morning.The air inside the elevator was cool, but my hands were still hot with the memory of the gala. I had spent hours shaking hands with murderers, smiling at corrupt judges, and letting Alessandra Moretti cling to my arm like a shiny prize.The elevator chimed once and the doors slid open into the penthouse lobby.Marcus was already waiting for me. He stood on the marble floor near the security terminal, wearing a dark tactical vest over his clothes. His assault rifle rested against his chest, held loose in his gloved hands. His face was tight with fatigue, his eyes sharp and alert.I stepped out of the lift, my leather shoes making no noise on the floor.
My Sex Slave is an Heiress Chapter 29 — Palazzo Moretti
SebTHE AIR inside the grand ballroom of the Palazzo Moretti was thick with expensive perfume, aged champagne, and the suffocating stench of political deceit.Captains, underbosses, and politicians moved through the hall in immaculate tuxedos and shimmering gowns, celebrating the formal union between the Moretti and Ricaforte empires.Alessandra clung tightly to my right arm, her white lace gloves resting against my dark sleeve. Her black gown trailed behind her as she beamed at a cluster of visiting capos from Genoa, playing the radiant, victorious bride-to-be for the entire room.“You look wonderfully dangerous tonight, Sebastian,” Alessandra purred softly, leaning up to press her lips close to my ear. “My father is beaming. He’s going to announce our formal engagement date when he takes the floor.”“Your father is an old fox enjoying his last harvest,” I said flatly, keeping my face completely unreadable.She let out a light, musical laugh, unbothered by my chill. “Let him have his
My Sex Slave is an Heiress Chapter 28 – The Gala Mask
Bela“SEB…” I moaned. “I need to feel you…”My hands flew to the buttons of his dark vest, fumbling with the fabric in a frantic rush to feel his bare skin, to strip away the armor of the Don and find the man beneath.Sebastian helped me, ripping his vest off and tossing it onto the floor, pulling his silk shirt open until his bare chest was pressed flush against mine.Every touch felt electric, amplified by the ticking clock on the wall. Every kiss tasted like a final vow, a silent fight against the darkness waiting outside the glass.He pulled my sweater over my head. The sight of me exposed beneath him seemed to shatter the last thread of his restraint.His hands were everywhere at once, his calloused palms rasped against the sensitive skin of my breasts, sending sharp, electric shivers straight down my spine as he cupped the curve of my waist, digging his fingers in
My Sex Slave is an Heiress Chapter 27 — Mia Piccola Rossa
BelaTHE PENTHOUSE was suffocatingly quiet, wrapped in the heavy, expectant silence that always preceded a slaughter.I stood in the center of Sebastian’s expansive bedroom, watching him dress for the Moretti Gala.He moved with a grim, deliberate precision that chilled me to the bone. He pulled on a tailored black dress shirt, the dark silk stretching taut across his broad shoulders, followed by a dark charcoal vest that tapered sharply at his waist.On the edge of the dark velvet bed lay his leather shoulder harness, double-holstered and gleaming under the soft ambient recessed lights. Beside it sat two extra magazines, filled with heavy, hollow-point rounds.“Seb,” I said quietly, my voice barely breaking the heavy silence of the room.He didn't answer immediately. He picked up his shoulder harness, slipping his arms through the leather, adjusting the fit against his chest. Only when the steel of his twin sidearms was resting securely beneath his arms did he turn to face me.His da
My Sex Slave is an Heiress Chapter 26 – They Want the Key
Seb“Bernardo?” I repeated, my tone dangerously quiet. “Bernardo didn't have the military connections six years ago to source those incendiaries. He was a second-tier boss in the south.”“He had... external backing!” Paolo cried out, lifting his bloody face, tears cutting clean tracks through the grime on his cheeks. “He wasn't acting alone! Six years ago, Bernardo made a pact with an international syndicate—a foreign mercenary group operating out of eastern Europe. They wanted the Dela Costa asset vault. The biological lock your father helped protect!”The pieces of the puzzle began clicking together with horrifying clarity. The fires. The targeted strikes. The persistent insistence on the merger.Don Bernardo hadn't just wanted to expand his territory—he had been hunting the Dela Costa biological key for nearly a decade on behalf of shadow investors who financed
My Sex Slave is an Heiress Chapter 25 — The Traitor’s Mark
SebTHE AIR in the subterranean interrogation vault beneath the Ricaforte docks smelled of damp concrete, rust, and salt water.I stood in the center of the windowless room, my coat off, my sleeves rolled up to my elbows over my forearms.The harsh overhead bulb swung gently on its frayed wire, casting jagged shadows across the blood-stained floor.Sitting tied to a heavy iron chair in the middle of the room was Paolo—a man who had eaten at my father’s table for thirty years. A senior lieutenant who had watched me grow from a reckless boy into the Don of Milan.“This is useless…” he said in between ragged breaths. “You won’t get anything out from me…”He was bruised, bleeding from a split lip, his breathing coming in ragged, shallow wheezes, but his stubborn jaw remained locked tight.Marcus stood near the iron door, his arms crossed over his chest, his face a carved block of cold granite.“We’ll see…” I said, taking slow steps towards the tray.Beside him on a low metal tray lay a he
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