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26. He Warned Me

Author: Ophelia Corrigan
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-03-26 21:24:41

DIANA

I knocked with my knuckles on the door ahead. Within seconds—like someone had been waiting—it swung open. A hand grabbed my arm and yanked me inside. I gasped, almost screamed, but Rocco clamped his hand over my mouth before I could. He shut the door and pinned me against it.

“What are you doing here?”

He took his hand away. I smiled sheepishly.

“I can’t sleep. Can I stay here with you?”

He tilted his head back slightly, wearing that you’re my biggest problem today expression. I smil
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  • PROTECTED BY THE DEVIL   27. Make Me Yours

    DIANAMy dress rode up and bunched. I felt his hard length inside his pants pressing directly against my pussy, covered only by the thin fabric of my panties. A wave of heat coursed through my body, my breathing turning ragged.He held me firmly, his fingers stroking my thighs in a way that made every hair on my body stand on end.Rocco leaned forward, his lips nearly touching my earlobe, and whispered, his voice thick and serious:“I’m ready to pay up.”His hand slid slowly up my arm, leaving a trail of heat that made my body tremble.He leaned in, his lips grazing my skin from my neck to my ear. His fingers found my hair, threading through it with purpose. I shivered when he pulled gently, tilting my head back, exposing my vulnerable throat.His lips met mine slowly, and his tongue slipped into my mouth.His tongue toyed with mine, playing, dancing in a rhythm that was almost obscene. His free hand slid down my spine, pulling me closer until there was no space left between u

  • PROTECTED BY THE DEVIL   26. He Warned Me

    DIANAI knocked with my knuckles on the door ahead. Within seconds—like someone had been waiting—it swung open. A hand grabbed my arm and yanked me inside. I gasped, almost screamed, but Rocco clamped his hand over my mouth before I could. He shut the door and pinned me against it.“What are you doing here?”He took his hand away. I smiled sheepishly.“I can’t sleep. Can I stay here with you?”He tilted his head back slightly, wearing that you’re my biggest problem today expression. I smiled, looked over his shoulder, and noticed how massive his room was.“Wow, your room is way bigger. Why didn’t they give me one like this?”I slipped out from under his arms and looked around. He even had a hot tub. The gaming table was much more spacious too.“You can’t stay here, Diana. If someone catches you—”“No one’s going to see us here. Not unless you tell them.” I faced him again.He stopped, leaning against the corner of the table. His bare stomach and black pants formed an irresis

  • PROTECTED BY THE DEVIL   25. One Wall Between Us

    DIANA“What? You know the rain outside hasn’t stopped, right?” Francesco shot back. “The city’s a mess. They just messaged me.”Francesco lifted his chin, and I turned my gaze to Rocco, looking for a solution.“We’re going to have to spend the night in Rome. The rain hasn’t let up,” Rocco explained, leaving no room for argument.“We’ll go to a hotel?” I asked, trying to find an alternative.“No. There’s a place here for VIP guests and investors. You’ll sleep there.”“Fine.” I resigned myself.“And you’re just going to leave me here?” Francesco protested, indignant.Rocco turned to him, his expression cold as ice.“The night’s over, Visconti. Diana’s going to rest now.”Francesco, ignoring Rocco, turned to me.“My dear, aren’t you going to invite me to stay?”“Go home, Visconti,” Rocco cut in, clearly impatient.“I’m not talking to you, bodyguard,” Francesco shot back.Rocco stepped forward. Francesco cleared his throat and quickly backpedaled.“I mean, I usually stay in

  • PROTECTED BY THE DEVIL   24. “Let’s Go.”

    DIANAI couldn’t wait for this lunch to be over so I could say goodbye to the boorish little man sitting across from me. Marry this middle-aged playboy? Alessandro had to be joking. I’d held myself back at least ten times this morning from slapping him across the face.But how was I going to make my brother change his mind? Since I was little, Alessandro had always been decisive. He never went back on his choices. Well, he was going to have to this time. But deep down, I knew he was stubborn enough to force me down the aisle with this man. Sometimes I was even afraid of my own brother. Because I knew him too well. Knew what that psychopath was capable of.A torrential rain was falling outside when I finally stood up to leave.“I need to head home now. It was a pleasure meeting you, Signor Visconti.” I forced a fake smile as I grabbed my bag.“Already? That’s a shame, Diana. I would’ve liked more time to get to know you. Just so you know, I sacrificed an important parliamentary se

  • PROTECTED BY THE DEVIL   23. She Doesn’t Bow

    ROCCO“Speaking of convents, I can’t imagine the food there is anything to write home about.” Francesco paused, his expression dripping with condescension. “I mean, doesn’t look like you suffered much from a strict diet, am I right?” He laughed—a cold, hollow sound.“If you’re implying something about my weight, Senator, I should tell you I don’t see anything wrong with it. And it’s not relevant to this conversation.” Her voice stayed calm, but there was a blade underneath.The senator laughed again, but this time there was a rougher edge to it.“Didn’t mean to offend, my dear. Just curious. These days, appearance matters. Especially in our world.” He shot a sideways glance at the women around them—all rail-thin, all fitting the same mold.My jaw tightened as I watched Francesco make Diana measure herself against those overly skinny women. There was nothing wrong with her body. Quite the opposite—Diana had a perfect, healthy body. Soft curves that made anyone stop and look. This

  • PROTECTED BY THE DEVIL   22. Watching Her Sit Across From Another Man

    ROCCOWe pulled up to Il Reggente, one of those restaurants the Italian elite flock to in Rome. Sunlight poured through the massive windows, catching on the plants scattered around the place, the cream-colored couches, the marble tables surrounded by elegant chairs.My focus was on Diana. On her safety. She walked ahead of me into the main dining room while the other guys hung back. I tried to keep my eyes on her hair—that sleek, straight fall of it—but there was no ignoring her legs with every step she took. Those silver heels made sure of it. The pale pink dress she wore hit mid-thigh, and I caught myself remembering the way I'd buried my face between those thighs, the taste of her still alive in my memory. Fuck. Stop looking. Jesus Christ.When we stepped into the main room, I spotted Francesco already seated at a table near the window. I'd never met him in person, but I knew exactly who he was from the news. Connected politician. Constantly tangled up in scandals and controvers

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