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2026-11-07 21:01:02**Kiara**
I barely slept that night.Bianca’s words kept circling in my head like vultures, picking at every insecurity Rossi had already planted.*Once he fucks that virginity out of you on your wedding night, the obsession will fade.**You’re the shiny new toy now.*Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her red-lipped smirk and heard that mocking laugh. Then Rossi’s cold voice would cut in his ruthless declarations about ownership, the bruising forc
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**Kiara**I barely slept that night.Bianca’s words kept circling in my head like vultures, picking at every insecurity Rossi had already planted.*Once he fucks that virginity out of you on your wedding night, the obsession will fade.**You’re the shiny new toy now.*Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her red-lipped smirk and heard that mocking laugh. Then Rossi’s cold voice would cut in his ruthless declarations about ownership, the bruising force of his kisses, the way he gripped my chin like I was something he could mold or break at will.By morning, I felt hollow. Drained. The argument from the night before still hung heavy in the air, even though he hadn’t returned to the room.When the maid brought breakfast, I ate standing by the window again, staring at the high walls surrounding the estate. Four days left. The final fittings were scheduled for this afternoon. Then the rehearsal dinner tomorrow. The cathedral th
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**Kiara**I couldn’t let it go.The moment Rossi turned to leave the bedroom, something inside me snapped. The humiliation of Bianca’s mocking words, the memory of his forced kiss at dinner, the constant cold control it all boiled over.“Wait,” I said sharply, standing up from the bed despite the lingering ache in my body.Rossi paused at the door, his broad shoulders tensing. He turned slowly, ice-blue eyes narrowing as he looked at me.“You don’t get to just walk away after saying things like that,” I continued, voice trembling with anger. “You stand there and talk about ownership like it’s a gift,like forcing your mouth on mine is some kind of lesson I should be grateful for,Bianca came here today to laugh at me, to tell me I’m just the next disposable virgin in your bed,and instead of denying it, you threaten me more,how is any of this supposed to make me accept this marriage?”Rossi closed the door w
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For a moment, something flickered in his gaze not warmth, but a darker, deeper,he stood slowly and rounded the table, stopping beside my chair,one large hand cupped the side of my face, tilting it up so I had no choice but to meet his eyes.“Because I am,” he said simply, ruthlessly honest. “I am the devil who will ruin you, Kiara,but I will ruin you slowly,on my terms,and when the time comes, you will stand beside me not as a broken prisoner, but as my wife marked, claimed, and untouchable to anyone else.”He leaned down and pressed another kiss to my lips, forceful again, but shorter this time, a deliberate stamp of ownership rather than the brutal claim from earlier. His teeth grazed my lower lip just enough to sting before he pulled back.“Eat,” he ordered, returning to his seat as if nothing had happened. “You’ve lost weight since you arrived. I won’t have my bride looking fragile at the altar.”I stared at the food, throat tight with anger a
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I lifted my gaze, the words spilling out before I could stop them. “Focused on what? Surviving you? You beat me for trying to breathe,you torture my friend for trying to help me,you lock me in this house like an animal,is this how you treat your future wife? Like a prisoner who exists only to obey?”Rossi’s eyes narrowed,he crossed the room in three slow strides, stopping so close I could feel the heat of his body,his presence was overwhelming tall, broad, radiating that ruthless control that never seemed to crack.“You still don’t understand,” he said, voice dangerously quiet. “I don’t treat you like a prisoner, I treat you like something precious that foolish people keep trying to take from me,your little escape attempt nearly got you killed,Lorenzo’s interference made you a target,every restriction, every punishment, is to keep you alive long enough to stand beside me at that altar.”I shook my head, frustration and pain sharpening my tongue. “Alive? This isn’t living. This is owne
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**Rossi**The study door clicked shut behind Marco Romano and his useless shadow Vito, leaving the faint scent of his cheap cologne lingering in the air like a reminder of how fragile this alliance truly was.I stood at the window, watching their car disappear down the long driveway under heavy escort. Marco had looked tired. Weak. Exactly the kind of man who would sell his only daughter to save his crumbling empire. He hadn’t pushed hard about Lorenzo. Smart. He knew better than to demand answers when the answers would come wrapped in body bags.Kiara had performed adequately,she had kept her mouth shut about the belt, about the basement, about the broken fingers and shattered knees,she had fed her father the lie I wanted, even as hatred burned in her eyes every time she looked at me.Good girl.I poured myself a glass of whiskey and took a slow sip, the burn steadying the cold rage that still simmered beneath my skin. The obsession was growing sharper, darker. Every time she defied
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**Kiara**The next morning arrived too quickly.I moved like an old woman getting out of bed, every shift of fabric against my skin sending fresh fire across the welts on my backside,I could still hear the sharp crack of the belt in my memory, could still feel the cold precision in Rossi’s voice as he made me count,no mercy,no hesitation.I chose a loose, dark grey dress that fell loosely over my hips and avoided sitting as much as possible,when the maid brought breakfast, I ate standing by the window, staring out at the guarded gardens,Lorenzo was still somewhere below me, broken and in agony because I had been foolish enough to believe escape was possible.Rossi entered without knocking, already dressed in a tailored black suit that made him look every inch the ruthless Don,his expression was closed off, cold, the same mask he’d worn since dragging me back from the alley.“Your father is here,” he said flatly. “He wants to speak with bo
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