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65: The Weight Of Secrets
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2025-04-19 07:01:37Maria stirred, yawning as she stretched beneath the sheets as the faintest morning light seeped through the curtains.
The bed felt too large, too empty, and instinctively, she reached out beside her—only to feel nothing but the lingering warmth where Luca had been.Her eyes fluttered open. He was already awake.Blinking the sleep from her eyes, she turned her head toward the other side of the room. There he was—standing by the window, bathed in soft golden light. His back was to her, the rigid tension in his muscles clear even from where she lay. His hands were braced against the desk, head slightly bowed, as if he were lost in thought.Maria didn’t move immediately. She simply watched him.It was rare to see Luca like this—unguarded, unaware of her gaze. A man who always held control so tightly was now completely still, the weight of something unseen pressing heavily on him.Her heart clenched.She slipped out of bed q
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THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 66:The Ghost In Black
The underground testing facility beneath RXG Dam was a fortress of steel and innovation, carved into the earth where no one but ghosts and revolutionaries walked.It was massive—a maze of reinforced tunnels and soundproofed chambers, its air thick with the scent of machine oil, metal, and the distant rush of water siphoning from the dam above.This was Luca Avancii’s true empire. Not boardrooms or polished penthouses, but a world built on power, risk, and the kind of technology that could shift the balance of industries—if not entire nations.And tonight, it all came down to one test.Luca sat at the center of the facility, arms crossed, gaze unreadable, as the SpitFire Dominion sat poised on the testing grid, its sleek obsidian-black frame gleaming under the overhead fluorescents. It was a hypercar built for absolute domination, with a reinforced carbon-fiber body, an active aero system that adjusted mid-drive, and a cockpit designed li
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-20THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 67: The Ghost And The King
The moment stretched, long and suffocating.Gina stood in the center of the underground lab, her presence pressing against the walls like something too large to fit into reality.The dim lighting cut sharp angles over the burned side of her face, the part of her that had been claimed by fire and betrayal.The engineers—five of them—stood frozen in place, their collective shock hanging in the air like a static charge waiting to break.But no one was as silent as Luca.He hadn’t moved.Because Gina Frazer was standing there, breathing. Alive.And he had believed—truly believed—that she was dead.“Explain to me why you’re failing.”Her voice cut through the tension like a blade, sharp and unimpressed. It was the same voice that used to command entire rooms without ever needing to raise its volume.Roland swallowed, his throat bobbing visibly. “The engine won’t hold.” His voice was steady, but ther
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-20THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 68: The Reckoning
Maria had spent years perfecting the art of control.Her words, her expressions, her very presence—all of it was calculated, deliberate, unshakable.But as she stared at the headline flashing across Sarah’s phone, she felt something cold settle in her chest."Edwards Kale Opens Up About Losing the Love of His Life—And How He’s Fighting to Win Her Back.”Maria read the words twice. Then once more.She exhaled slowly. “Who published this?”Sarah hesitated. “It’s everywhere. Business sites, tabloids, even finance columns. It’s not just a one-off interview—it’s a full-blown media campaign.”Maria’s grip on the phone tightened.Edwards had always been meticulous when it came to making a move. If he wanted to shift public perception, he wouldn’t just make a statement—he’d shape a narrative.And this? This wasn’t just about him talking to the press.This was a calculated attack.“Schedule a press conference,” Maria said coldly.Sarah frowned. “Are you sure? Responding could—”“I won’t let hi
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-22THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 69: The Jealous King
Maria's body quivered, still trembling from the devastating climax Luca had just pulled from her on the dressing table. Her skin burned where his hands had been, every inch of her hypersensitive, raw from his relentless possession.She could still feel him-throbbing, thick and pulsing inside her-stretching her, filling her. The heat of him seared her from the inside out, making her mind swim with a hazy, desperate pleasure. His breath was hot against her ear, the scent of sex and his cologne thick in the air, intoxicating, inescapable.But it wasn't over.A deep, primal groan rumbled in Luca's chest, a sound so full of hunger and dominance that Maria shuddered, her breath hitching. Then, before she could gather herself, he moved-lifting her as if she weighed nothing, his strength effortless. His arms, powerful and unyielding, wrapped around her, holding her against his sweat-slicked skin as he carried her across the dimly lit bedroom.The only light came from the cityscape beyond
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-22THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 70: Saturday Morning Indulgence
Luca stirred awake to the warmth of sunlight filtering through the tall windows of their bedroom. The sheets were slightly cool beside him, telling him Maria had already left the bed. He groaned softly, stretching his arms before rolling onto his back, his mind still hazy from sleep.Then he remembered.Gina.He exhaled, rubbing a hand down his face. That brat had made him worry for no damn reason. After all these weeks, she'd managed to fake her death, stay hidden, and even keep it from him. Luca smirked to himself. He had meant to tell Maria last night, but one thing had led to another, and well… priorities.Pushing himself up, he walked into the bathroom, letting the hot water wake him fully. By the time he stepped out, towel wrapped low on his hips, the scent of ginger and something sweet drifted through the air.Maria.The morning sun cast a warm glow over the marble floors as Luca stepped downstairs, the scent of ginger and sugar wrapping around him like a slow, teasing invita
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-23THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 71: Ginger Biscuits
Maria barely had a moment to breathe before he thrust into her again—slow, deliberate, dragging out every inch of pleasure as he filled her completely. The sensation was overwhelming, a heady mix of overstimulation and raw desire that left her gasping, her fingers gripping the counter as if it were the only thing keeping her tethered to reality.The wet, obscene sounds of their joining echoed through the kitchen, each thrust a slick, lewd melody against the backdrop of their breathless moans. The air was thick with the scent of sex—heady, intoxicating, laced with the remnants of last night. Luca was still inside her, and she could feel it, the remnants of his previous release making everything even hotter, even messier."You're dripping everywhere, baby," he murmured, his voice dark and amused, one hand gripping her hip possessively while the other trailed down the curve of her stomach. His fingers traced lower, teasing, smearing the evidence of their union against her skin.Maria w
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-23THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 72: The Power She Wields
Luca Avancii was a man who prided himself on control.Every breath measured. Every movement calculated. Every decision made with the kind of unwavering certainty that turned empires into dynasties.And yet, at this moment, his focus was fractured.The contracts spread across his mahogany desk should have commanded his full attention. The numbers, the clauses, the final steps in dismantling Kale Industries were all laid out in pristine, paper-bound authority.But his wife was in front of him.And she was staring.Silent. Still. Expectant.Luca knew better than to look up right away. He kept his eyes on the papers, his pen tapping lightly against the rim of his glasses as though he could will himself to ignore her presence.But that was impossible. It had always been impossible.Another five seconds passed. She didn’t move. Didn’t shift, didn’t cough, didn’t even tilt her head—just sat there in his study, her delicate fingers drumming lightly against the arm of the chair, her body so ut
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-25THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 73: The Art Of Persuasion
Sitting in his study, with Maria staring at him like she always had, Luca sighed deeply. The dim glow of his desk lamp cast flickering shadows over the rich mahogany furniture, the faint scent of aged paper and leather-bound books filling the air.His fingers curled around the sleek black pen in his hand, but he barely glanced at the documents before him. Instead, his focus remained on her—the woman who had mastered the art of distraction with nothing more than a lingering gaze.“What is it?”Maria blinked, feigning innocence. Her hazel eyes gleamed with mischief, catching the light just enough to make them dance. She even tilted her head slightly—the same way she always had when she was about to manipulate him. A habit he knew too well, yet never quite managed to resist.“Nothing.”Luca exhaled through his nose, the sound sharp against the thick silence. He set his pen down with a quiet click, fingers smoothing over the fine grain of his desk before he lifted his gaze to hers.“Mire
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THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 93: A Night Of Firsts
Luca stumbled into the apartment, the door slamming shut behind him with a heavy thud. The air around him reeked of smoke, sweat, and cheap whiskey, and the faint trace of cologne he’d sprayed on in a poor attempt to mask it all clung weakly to his skin. His shirt was half-unbuttoned, belt hanging loose, jeans slung low on his hips. He looked wrecked—like he’d barely made it home in one piece.But Maria didn’t see the mess first.She saw him.And for one agonizing moment, the wall of anger she’d been holding onto all evening—tight and trembling like a dam about to burst—crumbled. Just at the sight of him.Her arms slowly loosened from around her knees. Her breath caught.He looked so lost.So hers.Luca blinked, eyes hazy, but they found her like gravity. His lips curved faintly, a ghost of that cocky grin he wore far too often. “Miss me, baby?” he murmured, voice hoarse, thick with exhaustion and som
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 92: Love Is Served...With A Side Of Salmonella
Maria had one goal tonight—prove to Luca that she wasn’t useless.She stood in their tiny kitchen, sleeves rolled up, with an air of reckless determination. Tonight, she was in charge of the cooking. Luca always did it, like it was second nature to him. But tonight? Tonight she was going to surprise him.And maybe, just maybe, she wanted to impress him.Except… things weren’t going well.The rice was burnt at the bottom. The soup smelled questionable, a strange mix of too many spices and something vaguely sour. And the chicken—well, she wasn’t entirely sure if it was cooked all the way through. But she’d tried. That had to count for something. Right?Luca, sprawled out on their small bed scrolling through his phone, finally noticed the burning smell. His eyes widened slightly.“What the hell are you doing?” he asked, pushing himself up with a sigh, already making his way to the kitchen.Maria quickly blocked his path, pl
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 91: Mistakes Were Made
The lights were dim, and the smell of takeout hung thick in the small apartment — fried chicken and something spicy Maria couldn’t quite place. She was curled beside Luca on their lumpy mattress, her half-eaten noodles cooling on her lap as the movie played, the sound filling the otherwise quiet room. It was one of those horror movies that stretched out the silence until something horrifying leapt at you. Maria’s skin crawled. She hated these kinds of movies. But she’d picked it. Luca, however, seemed completely unfazed. He leaned against the wall, eating noodles with slow, casual bites, his focus unwavering — like he was watching a documentary. Maria shot him a sideways look, irritated but grudgingly impressed. How is he so calm? Suddenly, a loud screech tore from the TV. Maria tensed, heart hammering. Her chopsticks slipped from her hand, clattering to the f
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 90: Tangled Boundaries
The morning light slipped through the cracked blinds of their small one-room apartment, casting soft golden streaks on the peeling walls.The air smelled faintly of last night's cheap instant ramen, mixed with the slight musk of Luca's cologne. It wasn’t the most ideal setting to start the day, but for Maria, it had become the norm.Maria stood by the only mirror in the room, adjusting her school uniform. The fabric was thin, a faded gray that had seen better days, but it fit well enough. Her blouse was neatly tucked in, but the hem of her skirt sat a little too high on her thighs. She stared at her reflection for a moment, running a hand through her tangled hair. The mirror barely showed her face—cracks ran through its surface like an old photograph.Luca, who had just buttoned his shirt halfway, paused mid-motion when he caught sight of her in the reflection. His brows pulled together, eyes narrowing in a way that she had come to reco
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 89: A Ring Too Loose
Maria had once dreamed of a wedding — a real one.A soft white dress that brushed the floor, heavy with lace and hope. A church full of family she never had. Flowers trembling in her hands as she walked down an aisle toward a man who would look at her like she was everything he had ever wanted.She could almost hear the music, soft and trembling, almost smell the fresh-cut roses.But reality had given her none of that.Edwards hadn’t proposed with a trembling voice or shining eyes. There had been no tearful promises.One day, without warning, he had simply said, "Let’s make this official."And then he took her to a courthouse — a gray, crumbling building that smelled of bleach and dust and lost hopes.No celebration. No flowers.Just a grim-faced clerk in a too-tight suit, sliding papers across a counter. Just Edwards' hand on her back, pressing her forward like a deal being closed.A cold exchange of v
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 88: Trustfall
The city lights flickered like dying embers in the distance as Maria sprinted through the empty streets, her breath sharp, her heart hammering in her chest like it was trying to escape her ribcage. They were still behind her. She could hear them—footsteps pounding with ruthless intent, voices barking cold, clipped orders that cut through the silence of the night like gunfire. “Find her!” one of them snarled, rage lacing every syllable. Maria’s stomach twisted, a knot of panic anchoring deep in her core. She didn’t know where she was anymore—what street, what block—only that every turn felt like a trap, every shadow a threat. The city had always been big, but tonight it felt endless, merciless. The cold air sliced at her exposed skin, making every step feel like a punishment. Her shoes—cheap, worn down, barely holding together—slapped against the pavement with frantic rhythm. She had barely esc
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 87: Silk And Steel
Maria woke up to an unfamiliar stillness.The penthouse was too quiet, too cold, as if it had been abandoned overnight. The usual soft hum of the city that crept through the double-glazed windows felt muted today, as if the world had decided to hold its breath.Her hand instinctively reached for the other side of the bed, but it was empty. Not just empty—untouched.The sheets were smooth, still pressed, a stark contrast to her side where the blanket twisted around her legs. A chill ran down her spine, her brows knitting together as she sat up, the silk strap of her nightgown sliding down her shoulder.Edwards had come home last night, hadn’t he?She remembered waiting for him, curled up on the velvet chaise by the window, watching the minutes drag by. The clock had ticked past midnight, then one. Still, she waited. She had convinced herself that he was just busy. That was always the excuse.Important meetings.
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 86: How To Break A King
Miles away, in a room thick with sour smoke and the metallic stench of old blood, Mikael smiled too — but it wasn’t laughter he tasted. It was war, bitter and electric on his tongue.Mikael sat at the head of the table, one hand loose around a glass he hadn't touched. His fingers tapped once, twice — a sound like a ticking clock — then stilled. Not a man's patience. A predator's.The men gathered around him were a mix of old blood and new money, each one bringing something to the table: favors, weapons, information.But tonight, it was the man seated at the far end who commanded the most attention.Edwards Kale.He looked nothing like the arrogant bastard he once was. The man who had once dared to challenge the Avancii name now sat hunched, gaunt, a shadow of pride smoldering in his ruined eyes. His hands trembled as he shoved the folder forward — like the paper itself was poisoned — then clenched them into fists against the polished wood
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 85: Brother's Favorite Toy
Maria whimpered softly beneath him, her hips instinctively rocking back, greedy for every last flicker of sensation, every last pulse of him spilling into her.Slowly, reverently, Luca shifted, slipping an arm under her, gathering her close."Easy, mi amor," he rasped, his voice rough and sweet and filthy all at once.With aching tenderness, he coaxed her onto her side, spooning her against his chest.His cock slid deeper with the shift, drawing a broken gasp from both of them.He groaned low, forehead pressed to the nape of her neck."Fuck," he breathed.His hand splayed over her lower belly, protective, reverent, possessive.Maria trembled, overwhelmed, her hand flying down to cover his, threading their fingers together over the soft swell of her stomach."Mi esposa perfecta... madre de mi hijo..."(My perfect wife… mother of my child…)Maria turned blindly, seeking him, and he caugh
