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90: Escaped Death

作者: Scooley
last update 公開日: 2026-04-24 07:22:38

Ortensia looked around, and there she saw Enzo from afar, directing a few of the boys. For a moment, she hesitated, her fingers curling at her sides as doubt crept in.

But she pushed it down and began walking toward him. It had been two days… two long days of trying to process everything.

She wasn’t angry about the cake anymore, now she understood that he hadn’t ruined it out of spite, he’d done it because he hated his birthday. And she hadn’t known, but now, she did.

She inhaled and started to
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  • Owned By The Devil Himself    94: Someone We Know

    The morning light filtered through the arched windows of the estate, but for Ortensia, the brightness felt like an intrusion. Every muscle in her body ached, a physical manifestation of the trauma from the night before.Vito’s words… ungrateful whore, echoed in her mind louder than the sound of the birds outside. It wasn't just the verbal assault, it was the way he had asserted his dominance afterward, the punishmen of throat fucking her… forceful oral sex that left her feeling like a stranger in her own skin.She had spent the early hours of the day hiding in the sun-drenched library, the one place she hoped he wouldn't look. But the fortress was his, and his eyes were everywhere."Boss demands your presence, Miss Ortensia," one of his men said, bowing his head slightly as he stood in the doorway."Tell him I'm busy," she replied without looking up from a book she wasn't actually reading.Ten minutes later, another man appeared. "Don V is calling for you, Miss.""Tell him to keep cal

  • Owned By The Devil Himself    93: Aggressive Anger

    Vito’s pulse hammered against his neck, a rhythmic thud of pure, unadulterated rage. He had spent years building a fortress that was supposed to be untouchable, yet today, it had been breached. Worse, the woman he loved… the one person he had tried to keep out of the filth of his world had become a pawn.She was the center of a jagged chessboard where her ghost of a father and the serpent Ricardo were moving pieces he couldn't see.He reached his bedroom door and shoved it open, the heavy door thudding against the stopper. He didn't turn around as he heard the frantic click of Ortensia’s heels behind him."I want to be alone, doll," he growled, his voice vibrating with a warning he hoped she would heed.He stood by the window, staring out at the darkened grounds where his men were still sweeping the perimeter."No," Ortensia snapped, the door slamming shut behind her. "You are fucking out of your mind if you think I’m just going to sit in a corner while your enemies try to kill me."

  • Owned By The Devil Himself    92: Bring Me Names

    The smell of bleach and disinfectant smell everywhere in the air, a contrast to the metallic tang of blood that had saturated the kitchen only an hour prior.Vito’s workers moved, scrubbing every polished surface until the marble gleamed once more.Every fragment of the intruder, every piece of bone and spray of grey matter, had been meticulously packed away into industrial bags, leaving the room looking as though the horror had never occurred.They all head to the meeting room, Vito sat at the head of the long mahogany table in the room, his face an impenetrable mask of anger.Beside him, Ortensia looked small in the high-backed chair, her hands still trembling slightly despite her attempt to maintain a calm composure. Rico stood by the window, his eyes scanning the perimeter outside before turning back to the room.“Someone is fucking with you, boss,” Rico said, his voice echoing in the hollow silence. “To get an operative with a cranial charge past our sensors? That isn't just a m

  • Owned By The Devil Himself    91: Her Father

    Vito’s barefoot pressed furiously against the polished marble of the cold ground of the elevator, as it descended, his heart beating so fast for the safety of Ortensia.Fear gripped his throat like a vice. He didn't do fear, he dealt in absolute control. But the those words from Rico, had shattered that control in an instant. When Vito rounded the corner and burst into the kitchen, the sight that met his eyes made him skid to a halt, the heavy iron grip of his handgun lowering slightly.Rico was standing over a groaning figure pinned to the tiled floor, his knee pressed hard into the intruder's back. Standing a few feet away, leaning heavily against the granite kitchen island, was Ortensia.Her chest was heaving, her dark hair wildly disheveled, and her eyes wide with a fear.Vito closed the distance between them in three long strides, his eyes frantically scanning her body for any signs of injury. He let out a long, shuddering sigh of pure relief, reaching out to cup her face with h

  • Owned By The Devil Himself    90: Escaped Death

    Ortensia looked around, and there she saw Enzo from afar, directing a few of the boys. For a moment, she hesitated, her fingers curling at her sides as doubt crept in.But she pushed it down and began walking toward him. It had been two days… two long days of trying to process everything.She wasn’t angry about the cake anymore, now she understood that he hadn’t ruined it out of spite, he’d done it because he hated his birthday. And she hadn’t known, but now, she did.She inhaled and started toward him, when a hand gently caught hers. She turned, meeting Rico’s firm gaze.“Let him be,” Rico said quietly, as if shielding her from more hurt from Enzo.Ortensia exhaled, a small sigh escaping her lips. “Don’t worry, Rico,” she replied, soft but certain. “I’ve got this.” “You don’t understand… he disrespected you in front of all of us. And Don V didn’t do anything,” Rico said, frustration tightening his voice. “That kind of silence speaks volumes. It tells the others it’s acceptable. And

  • Owned By The Devil Himself    89: I Enjoy Killing

    I stood frozen, my heart felt like a frantic drum against my ribs as Vito’s confession made me speechless. Why am I even speechless, when he is a monster… a killer.“That is why he doesn't want to be celebrated on his birthday… he remembers,” he said.It all clicked into place… the way Enzo flinched at my kindness, the way he moved through this house like a man serving a life sentence he’d accepted long ago.He didn’t want a celebration because, for him, the day of his birth was inextricably tied to the day his world was bathed in blood. I looked at Vito, standing there with his hands in his pockets, looking as immovable as a mountain.I wanted to scream at him. I wanted to ask him why he was so ruthless, how he could live with the knowledge that he had shattered a child’s life and then invited that child to sit at his dinner table for ten years.But I swallowed the judgment. In this world, morality was a luxury I couldn't afford.Instead, I looked into his dark, unyielding eyes and

  • Owned By The Devil Himself    73: Fuck You So Hard

    He closed his eyes as her cries faded into the stillness of the room. The sound of her sobs haunted him for a moment, before he forced it away.Slowly, he stood, pacing the floor like a predator contained. Anger throbbed through him, not because of Saskia, not at the accident, but at Ortensia. How

  • Owned By The Devil Himself    72: I’ll Remind You Who I Am

    The next morning, her eyes flew open. Across the room, Vito sat, still and watching her. She froze for a second, then snapped upright.“Vito.” Her voice trembled with shock.His eyes narrowed, his jaw tight, a shadow of anger flickering across his face. She could feel it in the way he shifted, the

  • Owned By The Devil Himself    71: Anger And Guilt

    Ortensia couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Vito had run straight into the pool without even a glance at her, his arms pulling through the water as he reached Saskia. She watched stunned, as he pulled her up, her body dripping and gasping.Then he knelt beside her, pressing his mouth to hers in

  • Owned By The Devil Himself    70: Saving Another Woman  

    Vito walked back to the room and pushed the door open, expecting to find Ortensia where he had left her. The room was quiet, but something felt off. His eyes scanned quickly, taking in the bed, the floor, and every corner, yet she was nowhere to be seen. Confusion tightened in his chest. Where had

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