LOGIN“Please let me go l didn't mean to keep you waiting” she breathed like it was her last, every fibre in her surrendering to his touch and presence.
He wrapped his hands around her neck
like he fucking owned it and was his from the beginning. Her feeble and shaky hands rose to touch his hand on her neck, her fingers trailed aimlessly on his hands and this made his cock even more harder.
He wanted to mark her.
He wanted to claim her.
He wanted to see her break.
He wanted to consume her soul.
“Do you have any fucking idea how pretty you look under my mercy.”
He squeezed and tightened his grip around her neck, blocking her passageway and her eyes widened.
“Little slut….. little whore.”he said, moving his other hand to touch her bare back.
“I'm going to ruin you…. I'm going to taint you with myself,”he smirked
He seemed satisfied with what he was doing to her and he wanted to do more.
“You're dripping wet down there little puttana aren't you, huh?” Your cunt is vibrating to my touch and clenching for more mmmh…. A little miss.
She gasped at this. Her body seemed to be betraying her to every single vulgar word he was saying but her mind didn't want that.
“The problem with innocent little girls like you is your bodies betray you and act accordingly to what needs to be done.” He started moving his hands in slow motion on her back and with each stroke he gave her goosebumps.
“Leave me alone…. your disgusting and filthy “she half screamed at him.
After what she said she regretted it terribly because it seemed to have fueled the monster inside of him.
He leaned more and smeared and bit her ear sinfully and whispered. “ Open your legs and say what you just said.” His face beamed as he said that.
She shook her head violently and fought for him to let her go. Within the blink of an eye she was pinned against the art printed Italian walls.
“Open. Your. Fucking. Legs little miss.”he hissed
He said every word so calculatedly and his frame was covering her body that she couldn't breathe normally. As if he wanted to swallow her whole. His arm cascaded her tiny waist and his other hand traveled down to her already dripping pussy. She was vibrating…. maybe in need of more.
She gasped.. sharply as he tore the front of her dress.
“You smell like fear and terror.”
He placed his leg in between her legs without waiting for invitation or approval. It fitted perfectly like it was an extension of him and her. He wanted to take her now and make her his.
“Please don't do that… Master Luca please.”
He smirked, his smile widening to her pleading with him. That's what he wanted to make her feel hopeless and beg him to stop.
He dragged his tongue across her jawline, leaving a wet shrill on her.
He placed his hand on her exposed belly, and moved in slow motion and pinched her bellybutton.
She whimpered as he made contact with her flesh.
Heat. Shame and Need
Surged through her. She knew she was not supposed to feel like this, especially for her enemy but her body was not having any of that.
And he sensed that.
He felt that
“Ooh yes my little whore” He moved his lips slowly on her lips making sure not to kiss her. He playfully bit the corner of her lips and this made her want to surrender to his might. “You want that don't you.” “You want me to ruin you right… but you're stubborn not to admit to it Little miss.”
His hand slid on her front pussy, rubbing her front playfully but not too much. His palm pressed on her lace fabric and she was soaking wet with his fingers trailing down her cunt.
“Fuck your so wet and juicy” he said his head pressed against her forehead
He kept on circling his fingers on her cunt. His breathing kept on rising and failing as he liked what he was feeling.
Her whole body shook violently.
“Master please…” she pleaded
“Did l say speak…..”he asked
“Just embrace this moment and remember how l made u mine… how l marked you. The moment your old life ceases to exist and mine which l give you comes to life.”
“Your mine now… fucking mine.”
He stood there in front of her his glare black with passion and a glint of hunger.
“Let go of me you sick monister.” she shouted at him with a voice laced with fear
“Somebody help me… help… help me…”Cassandra shouted frantically
“Nc nc Little miss noone is coming to save you from my grip” he says with no care in the world with his hands still on her pussy frame… hugging it as if it was his to have and no one else.
“If you keep on shouting like this like a mad woman… I will fuck you in the hallway and rip your pussy apart until you beg me to stop.
“No… no you can't do that…”she screamed, thrashing wanting to be released from his hold.
“please let go of me… l don't have your diamonds to begin with…. why why would you want to take my innocence from me…”her hands fambled against his chest trying to push him away.
Luca straightened his gaze towards her, with his bottomless eyes ogling through her skin scanning her body.He looked at her as if he was searching for something, she was not giving him.
He smirked and started moving his hand on the lace fabric rubbing and teasing her slowly. Her breath hitched.
Blood rushed
Heat building up
“Mmmmh…. nooo mmmmh…”she moaned hitting her head on his chest
Luca's face lit up with a smile.
'You want this don't you little miss’ he growled making things worse.
He traced the shear fabric of her pants moving it swiftly to the side. Cold air hit her pussy, making things more intense for her.
Her breath caught. Froze
Time stopped around them.
His palm started grinding on her wet, dripping pussy making her lose control.Making circles on her opening..
She gasped
She wanted to cry
Not because of the hurt, but his hand was magical and at this moment she forgot her problems.
The fact that they were in the hallway didn't stop Luca. He just wanted what he wanted.
“You…. little miss… are… mine now.”
He ripped her lace leaving her…… naked for his eyes to see…She was so wet.. so saturated with wetness that his finger just moved up and down smoothly.
Her pink pussy… woke a beast in him.
“No… please stop… I l..” words failed her
“You you what little miss… mmmm”
“Someone might see us…. like this…”she pleaded
“Then…. then they won't see the sunrise… moya(mine)….cause what's mine is mine alone”he sardonically said in her ear
He reached back and tore her dress in half.
It tore like a plastic in his hands… leaving her naked in front of him…. No cloth… No barrier just her naked
His eyes gleamed….
Luca groaned lowly and filthy.
“Fucking glorious moya “mine”he said. I should make you scream my name little miss.
“And when I'm done with you… mmmmm”
He bent down sucking her nipples in her mouth before she could register what was going on.
He teasingly sucked her… hard… a bit harder and fast. One hand twisted her two hands and pinned them against the wall above her head.
He played with her slippery pussy opening…. opening her folds with his two fingers slowly.. breathing hot air on her neck.
She gasped
Cried
And thrashed all at once.
“Good girl… that's it.. cry for me…”he said licking her bare chest…
He pressed his single finger on her wet pussy and plunged it further inside of her drowning opening. He fucked her with his finger mercilessly…
“Ooooo…. please… mmm… no”she moaned
He smirked, not stopping.
Her moans and cries were like music to his ears.
For him one finger wasn't doing justice and he added another one. Stretching her pussy walls further.
He went fast inside fucking her…. with his fingers like he was punishing her for allowing him to pin her against those walls.His palm kept on rubbing her swollen bean… making it hard for her to protest.
He grabbed her neck… teasing it…. while his fingers were going in and out of her at a fast pace. Her pussy walls clenched his fingers…. in enjoyment
Suddenly a rush of electronic waves hit her….. peeing on his hands.
Vibrating…
Air leaving her lungs
She squirted in his palm. Breathing heavily as she couldn't help but cry out of pleasure.
He left her hands and squeezed her swollen breasts and more pleasure. His knee pressed her knees.
He didn't stop
No he didn't
He kept on fucking her through her organism. Milking every drop of cum from her cunt. Rubbing her raw and mercilessly.
He pulled back when he saw that she was done for.
He lifted her chin and looked deeply in her eyes….
His eyes were empty
Emotionless
“You are mine now, mine alone little miss,and am the only one who will make you an organism like that for your whole life” he said flatly..
She nodded in between sobs and exhaustion of the organism.
He lifted his hand which white and shiny from her cum and took a wiper and cleaned it.
Shame
Hurt
Grew inside of Cassandra.
What had she done?
What has she gotten herself into?
“..... you're my human now…. moya “mine” he said that to her with a straight face.
She was now shaking, as the cold air was hitting her body. But she kept quiet
Luca saw it and swiftly carried her on his shoulder like she was a sack of potatoes and weighted nothing.She yelped at the realisation
“Leave me alone…. where do you want to take me?” she thrashed and shouted at him
“Your room… or you want some of this..”he spanked her ass hard.
It sent her into silence.
Along the hallway…. hurried steps were coming their way.
“Master… l l…..”a lady's voice was heard.
Cassandra couldn't tell who it was as she was facing the other direction.
Shame surged through her. Surely she was a whore, how can she be seen like that. She thought to herself.
Just as she was thinking, a click and sharp sound of a gun was heard.
She got frightened and she screamed.
What was happening.
Boom
Boom
Boom
Who was shot and for what.
“Put me down…. put me down…you killed her you bloody sucking monster”she screamed
“Yes… I told you no one gets to see you naked and leave to see the sunrise.” His voice vibrated
And just like that Luca walked to her room and left her there with confusion and guilt eating her inside.
The next morning I was woken up by Maria.It was sunny as usual and l didn't know how l was feeling. Last night was something else if l may confess. Just thinking about it… my cheeks turn red with shame and all sorts of feelings. All the events came back flooding back like a. hurricane.“You mine now….” Those were his words.“Little miss……”his voice rambled at the back of my mind. Luca Dermaco was usually a poison and every thing he touched seemed to be ‘ruined’ by him. I betrayed myself yesternight… l sold my fucking soul to the devil himself on a silver platter. What the fucking hell…. I felt dirty… cheap and nothing because of last night. But the vibration between my thighs on my honeypot tells another story. I don't want my body to act like this… but it's shameless….. reminancing to that blood suckers touch and words. I am supposed to think of revenge…. How to avenge my brother…. I am supposed to unveil what my brother was doing in the dark where no one could see him…. “Hmmm
“Please let me go l didn't mean to keep you waiting” she breathed like it was her last, every fibre in her surrendering to his touch and presence. He wrapped his hands around her necklike he fucking owned it and was his from the beginning. Her feeble and shaky hands rose to touch his hand on her neck, her fingers trailed aimlessly on his hands and this made his cock even more harder. He wanted to mark her. He wanted to claim her. He wanted to see her break. He wanted to consume her soul. “Do you have any fucking idea how pretty you look under my mercy.”He squeezed and tightened his grip around her neck, blocking her passageway and her eyes widened. “Little slut….. little whore.”he said, moving his other hand to touch her bare back. “I'm going to ruin you…. I'm going to taint you with myself,”he smirked He seemed satisfied with what he was doing to her and he wanted to do more. “You're dripping wet down there little puttana aren't you, huh?” Your cunt is vibrating to my tou
CassandraIt's been days since my last encounter with Luca, and to say that I am puzzled about it is an understatement. I have been locked in this room. On the bright side, no one has been bothering me about the diamonds. I hope he stays wherever he is, seeing his face makes my stomach turn . But it still baffles and irks me as to how one can be so handsome and evil at the same time. The door opens and Maria walks in with a small smile plastered on her face. “Cassandra… I have been sent for you”, she says in a merry voice. “It seems like today Master Luca is in a joyous mood…”,I roll my eyes to the back of my head. l mean who cares if he is bitter, happy or sad. Only if she knew that I wish nothing but misery for that man. “Maria death is better than misery on that man..”, I say out loudlyIt was not my intention for her to hear it but she heard it anyway. Her eyes pop out like I have shot her on her limbs. “ Cassandra!”she half shouted at me. “Don't say things like that in here
CassandraThe gun is pointed at me and one mistake or act of rebellion, I know my brains will be scattered all over these walls, painting them red. My heart hammer against my chest as I try to think of something to save me. “Any last words, little thing?” he asks in a sardonic cold tone. His gaze is fixed on me as I remain frozen in place.“Don’t kill me… l-I-I will do anything you ask of me,” I stutter, trying to tread carefully on my words, my hands trembling on my side. I see his lips twisting up. The rumors don’t do him justice. He’s deranged. I can’t believe I was admiring him minutes ago.I’m feeling dizzy. “Little thing, you better be sure of the words you say or you might live to regret them,” he warns, his head tilted to the side. “I’ll do anything. Please spare me.” But my voice betrays how scared I am. “Well then, you’ll pay for your brother's sins and family debt. You’ll become my little toy.” His eyes roam over my body.He holds my neck with a hard grip making it ha
Cassandra Many people claim to meet death in person once in their lifetime. But I am currently staring at death in the face. You know your time is up when the Don of DeMarco family visits you. I’ve heard about him from random whispers, from hushed voices of people that don’t dare to speak aloud. Luca, the lord of the underworld, is in my house. And he just killed my brother. I think I’m about to hyperventilate. I look at the blood in my hands, shaking and petrified at the sight in front of me. “No, no,” I whisper, in a daze, as if doing so would turn the hands of time. As if the large slit on my brother’s neck would magically disappear. My eyes are blurred, salty tears flowing down uncontrollably on my cheeks. “Damen, Damen, wake…up,” I whisper for the umpteenth time. I can feel the men watching me, and I briefly wonder why I’m not dead yet. “Take her and tie her to the chair she's next to," Don Luca suddenly says, and I freeze. Tears come in hiccups, despite the gnawing fear tha







