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72: I’ll Remind You Who I Am
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Owned By The Devil Himself 108: Refuses Your Audience
Vito stood behind his desk, but he wasn't sitting. He was looming, as he looked at Rico… the man who had been his for years… and felt like he was looking at a stranger.“I don’t have an answer for that, Boss,” Rico said.His voice was flat, devoid of its usual subservient edge. He stood perfectly still, but there was a new kind of steel in his posture.Vito let out a dry laugh that lacked any humor. He shoved his hands into his pockets and began to pace the length of the room. “You don’t have an answer? Interesting. Because from where I’m standing, it looks like you’ve found one.”Vito stopped and turned, his eyes narrowing into slits. “I knew you two were close. I let it happen because she needed someone she could talk to when things got heavy. But ever since Eleonora showed up, that closeness has turned into something else.You’re whispering in corners. You’re exchanging looks that I don’t understand. I’m the Don of this house, Rico. I shouldn't feel like a guest in my own secrets.
Owned By The Devil Himself 107: Ortensia And Rico
Eleonora was still perched on that window ledge, her fingers white-knuckled as she gripped the frame, but her bluff had just been incinerated by the look in Vito’s eyes.She had come here expecting a tabloid scandal or a hefty payout, playing a game meant for the paparazzi and the gossip columns. She hadn't realized she was playing with a man who operated in a world where reputation was protected by shallow graves and silenced witnesses.Vito didn't even look at her as he spoke to Enzo. He looked like he was ordering a drink, not a hit. "Enzo. Give her a hand."Enzo reached behind his back and drew his gun with a practiced, metallic click that echoed off the marble walls. He didn't point it yet.He held it at his side, his finger resting near the trigger guard, waiting for the slight nod from his boss that would end the model’s life before she even hit the ground outside."Wait... Vito, please," Eleonora stammered. The high-pitched, screeching defiance was gone, replaced by a thin, s
Owned By The Devil Himself 106: Bury Her
Ortensia stood by the door, her fingers digging into the wood of the frame. She had spent the last hour feeling like she was fighting a war on two fronts.. one against the woman trying to steal her life, and another against the man she wasn't sure she could ever trust again.She hadn’t truly expected Vito to back her play. Not after the garden, not after he had admitted that he would accept a child from Eleonora if it were his.She had expected him to be the shield for the expectant mother, to tell Rico to stand down and treat the model with the respect her supposed condition demanded.But Vito was done with respect. He stood like a monolith of dark intent in the center of the room, his eyes fixed on Eleonora with a terrifying, predatory stillness.“Vito...” Eleonora stammered, her voice a thin, shaky thread. The smug, cat-like grin she had worn while being fed grapes was gone, replaced by a frantic, wide-eyed twitch.“Vito, you can't be serious. You're going to let her do this? You'r
Owned By The Devil Himself 105: Rico Would Proceed
ORTENSIA Eleonora’s screams were high and shrill, the kind of sound that sets your teeth on edge. She was thrashing against the headboard, her eyes wide and wild as she stared at Rico’s scarred face."Vito didn’t approve of this!" she shrieked, her voice cracking. "He would kill you if he saw you touching me like this! You’re just a dog, Rico! Get away from me!"I didn’t even blink. I turned my head toward the cluster of servants who were still standing there, frozen with their oil bottles and grape trays."Scram," I said, my voice cutting through the air. "Now. If I see any of you in this hallway in five seconds, you’re fired. Or worse."They didn't need to be told twice. They dropped what they were holding… the sound of glass shattering on the marble echoed through the room, and scrambled out the door like their lives depended on it.In seconds, the room was empty of everyone but me, the terrified model, and Rico, who was already in front of her, his hand clamped firmly around her
Owned By The Devil Himself 104: Make Her
ORTENSIA I met Rico in the shadow of the back staircase, far from the prying eyes of the main security hub. He looked frazzled, his usual stoic mask slipping just enough to show the frustration underneath.Without a word, he reached into his jacket and handed me a small, nondescript brown paper bag. Inside, I could feel the light, plastic rattle of the pregnancy test strips.“I don’t get it, Miss Ortensia,” Rico muttered, shaking his head. He looked exhausted, the scars on his face tight with tension.“I was ten minutes away from Dr. Kay’s lab. Then you text me to turn around? Why the retreat?” He asked.I took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, Rico. I know you risked a lot to get out there. But look at it this way… we’re about to jump off a cliff without checking if there’s water at the bottom. What if there is no baby? What if Eleonora is just a world-class actress playing us all for fools?”Rico paused, his eyes narrowing as he processed the thought.“If we do this home test and it’s neg
Owned By The Devil Himself 103: Test Strips
Ortensia stood shivering, her arms wrapped tightly around her chest, staring at the man she loved… the man who had just dismantled her entire future with a single sentence of honor."What are your plans, Vito?" she had asked, her voice sounding like dry leaves skittering over stone. "If it’s true… what happens?"He looked like a statue of some ancient, unforgiving god. "If she carries to term," he began, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that seemed to vibrate in Ortensia’s very bones."I will conduct a formal paternity test the moment the child is born. And if that child is mine, Ortensia… I won’t reject it. I cannot abandon my own blood. I will provide for it. I will bring it into the fold."The words felt like a physical assault. Ortensia felt her breath hitch, a sharp, stabbing pain blooming in the center of her chest. It wasn’t just jealousy, it was a profound, soul-crushing sense of loss.She had spent countless nights imagining her own future with Vito, dreaming of the day sh
Owned By The Devil Himself 46: Gun At His Men.
“The same auction house you bought me?” Ortensia asked, trying to sit up, but her legs didn’t move right. Her body betrayed her, weak like jelly. She fell back onto Vito’s chest, her breathing became shallow, and her heart full of something she couldn’t name… maybe fear.“Yes, doll,” Vito said plai
Owned By The Devil Himself 45: Immense Pleasures.
I winched when I felt the ice touch the entrance of my pussy. Gosh… I’ve never felt ice on my pussy before. I didn’t know cold could feel this good. It was crazy. The shock of it made me shake a little. It was cold, but the way it touched me… it brought something out of me I didn’t expect. It made
Owned By The Devil Himself 43: Who Made You Cry
ORTENSIA I paced back and forth, the tiles under my feet cold and loud with every step. My head was pounding like a drum in a war camp.Butter…He’s allergic to butter… Butter? Of all things. A whole mafia don, feared in four cities and whispered about in five languages, brought to his knees by dai
Owned By The Devil Himself 40: Kissing Another Woman
And in that moment, I felt like the dumbest person alive.All this time, I called Vito a monster. A killer, a heartless man with blood on his hands. But he killed my stepfather because he saw him about to stab my mother with a knife. He didn’t do it out of rage or f
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