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95: In Her Skull
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2026-05-02 06:03:28
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Owned By The Devil Himself 98: Come In
Vito froze for a heartbeat, his hand hovering over the duvet. He looked at Ortensia, really looked at her, and felt a pang of something that felt dangerously like fear."You know the answer to that, doll," he said, his voice dropping into that gravelly, certain tone he used when he was commanding his world to stay in place."I’ve burned down half the city to keep you under this roof. Don't ask questions we both know the answer to." He said.He didn't wait for her to respond. He couldn't. The weight of his own secrets made it impossible to hold her gaze for too long. Instead, he channeled his guilt into movement, tucking the heavy wool blankets around her with aggressive precision. He began to pace the length of the marble floor, his boots clicking rhythmically."But this? This stunt in the shower?" He gestured wildly toward the bathroom. "You’re acting like a child, Ortensia. I told you I needed space, that I had business to settle, and you decide to freeze yourself to death? You're
Owned By The Devil Himself 97: Do You Really Love Me
Vito was a shell of himself… a man haunted by a ghost he had created in a moment of weakness.He stepped through the doors of the mansion. He was hungry, the kind of hunger that gnawed at your stomach when your mind was too busy racing to remember the last time you ate.He bypassed the living areas and headed straight for the dining room.The table was set with the usual perfection. Silverware gleamed against the dark wood, and a spread of roasted meats and seasoned vegetables sat in the center. But the steam had long since vanished.The oils had congealed on the surface of the sauces, and the bread was starting to harden. It had been sitting there for a long time.Vito pulled out his chair, the screech of the wood against the floor sounding like a scream in the silent house. He sat down and piled a plate high, forced a few bites into his mouth, but they tasted like ash.He kept glancing at the door, expecting Ortensia to sweep in with that defiant tilt of her chin, demanding to know
Owned By The Devil Himself 96: Crying In The Bathroom
The Next DayThe sprawling gardens of the estate, usually a place of relief, now felt suffocating. Vito stood near the marble fountain, the rhythmic splash of water doing nothing to drown out Eleonora’s voice in his head from last night. “I’m carrying your child.”He took a long drag of his cigar, the thick smoke swirling around a glass of neat bourbon held in his other hand. His eyes were bloodshot, his mind a jagged mess of consequences.If she was telling the truth, the fragile world he was building with Ortensia wasn't just under attack from outside… it was rotting from the inside.A soft crunch of gravel alerted him. He didn’t have to turn to know it was her. Ortensia’s presence always had a specific frequency, a warmth that usually calmed his jagged edges. Today, it only made his stomach churn with guilt."You’ve been out here for an hour, Vito," she said softly, stepping up beside him. She wrapped her arms around herself, her eyes searching his impenetrable profile."You barel
Owned By The Devil Himself 95: In Her Skull
“It’s okay,” Ortensia said softly, her voice breaking the tension. “I’m also sorry for what I said yesterday. I shouldn't have accused you of using me as bait. I know you would never endanger my life like that.”She reached out, her fingers grazing his sleeve. Vito looked down at her hand, his expression unreadable, before he stood up from the chair.“It’s okay, doll. I’m not mad at you,” he said.It was only then, as he stood up that Ortensia noticed his clothes. He wasn't wearing his lounging robe or the casual shorts he usually wore. He was dressed in a charcoal trouser, with a black shirt unbuttoned at the collar. He looked like he was dressed to go out.“Are you going somewhere?” she asked, a small pit of sadness forming in her stomach. After the chaos of the previous day, the thought of him leaving the mansion felt like a breach in her safety net.“I’m going clubbing with a few other gangs,” he replied, checking the gold watch on his wrist. “A neutral ground meeting for busines
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 55: True Feelings
Vito was busy the whole day. He didn’t even send for Ortensia. And it seems that woman... the one who was all touchy with him, wasn’t just a visitor. She was here to stay. Ortensia saw them together more than once, laughing, talking, her hand resting on his shoulder like she is his wife.The way Vi
Owned By The Devil Himself 54: Invisible
ORTENSIA POVI sit in the living room, my phone in my hand, staring at Vito's name displayinhbon the screen. My thumb hovers over the call button, but I can’t press it. I just keep staring, like the phone might give me the words I don’t have. "What would I even say"My chest feels heavy. I think of
Owned By The Devil Himself 53: Confession
53Two weeks later.Vito’s gunshot wound was healed now. The bandage was gone, the bruises fading, and he was back to walking around like nothing ever happened. No limping, no groaning, no resting... Just Vito being Vito. Ortensia stopped trying to argue with him about taking it easy, he never lis
Owned By The Devil Himself 52: Want You
Ortensia couldn’t understand what he said. He wanted her... what does he want her for? That was the question echoing in her head, round and round till her chest started to feel tight.“What do you want me for?” she asked, her voice shaky like it was holding onto air.Vito licked his lips, his dark
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