LOGINTrigger Warning ⚠️ ‼️ This book contains explicit sexual content, feral dominance, psychological obsession, sadistic control, graphic violence, degradation, and a brutal breeding kink. For mature readers only. Read at your own risk…or give in to the madness. She was just coming off a night shift. Scrubs still on. Exhausted. Bone-deep tired from another fourteen hours in the ER. She wanted food. A hot shower. Silence. What she got was blood. And him. Isadora Bell, twenty..three, top of her med school class and two years into her residency, made one mistake..she took the alley behind the hospital after her shift to avoid the rain. There, under flickering streetlights and the shadow of a gun, she watched a man get executed at close range. And the monster holding the gun? Dominic. Valenzo Head of the Valenzo crime family. Cold. Untouchable. Ruthless. He kills without flinching and fucks like it’s war. No one sees him and lives. No one touches him and breathes. But something about her made him stop. She should’ve screamed. Begged. Run. She just stared. He saw it in her eyes..curiosity. Fear. Heat. So he made a decision. “You’re mine now, little doctor. And the only thing you’ll be saving… is your breath when I’m done with you.” Now she’s trapped in a world of blood, diamonds, and depravity. Torn between what’s right and the man who ruins her every time. Because Dominic doesn’t make love. He claims. He destroys. He fucks until you forget who you were. And every time she swears she’s done, He makes her beg. This isn’t a love story. This is obsession. This is power. This is the kind of dark you don’t come back from.
View More“How did you…” The world ended before the sentence could be born. A gunshot straight to his head. And the man—God—the man was already dead before she realized it. One second he stood there, smug and breathing, his gloved hand still brushing her throat. The next his head erupted his brains out. “I couldn’t watch him fuck you.” Her throat worked. Her lips trembled. “Dom…” He leaned in closer, forehead almost pressing to hers, the smell of gunpowder and blood still thick on him. “I heard you. Every moan. Every gasp. You touched yourself while chained like an offering, and you screamed my name. Do you know what that did to me?” Her chest rose and fell so fast she thought she’d choke. “I—I couldn’t stop,” she whispered, shame curling in her stomach. “I needed—” “You needed me,” he snapped, cutting her off. “Not him. Not your own filthy fingers. Me.” Her eyes burned. Tears mixed with sweat on her cheeks. “Then why weren’t you here?” she shot back. “Because they tricked
She didn’t answer. Couldn’t.He reached out and gripped her chin between his gloved fingers, lifting her face until their eyes met fully.“Dominic, right?” he asked softly. “You were moaning his name so loud I could hear it all the way down the hall. Your sweet little voice echoing while your pussy soaked itself for a man who isn’t here to stop me.”Her jaw clenched.But he only chuckled.“Don’t look at me like that,” he whispered. “You’re the one dripping. You’re the one touching yourself in a dungeon, tied up, helpless, moaning for a man who left you behind. If that’s not a cry for attention, I don’t know what is.”She jerked her head away, but he caught her by the throat. Not hard. Not bruising. Just enough to make her feel the weight of it. The pressure.“Go on then,” he said. “Tell me to stop. Tell me you didn’t want to be caught like this. Tell me you didn’t want him to walk in and find you desperate, needy, filthy.”His thumb brushed her bottom lip.Her legs tensed.Her nipples
She was soaked.Not with water. Not with tears.With need.There was a sticky heat pooling between her thighs that had no right to be there. Her cunt was trembling, dripping, fucking pulsing like it hadn’t just been humiliated—like it didn’t remember the way those bastards used her, stripped her, mocked her and sucked her nipples. Her nipples were still raw from their mouths. Her chest still burned from the slap. And yet all she could feel was the filthy throb of arousal rising inside her like it wanted to devour everything else.It wasn’t supposed to feel like this.She wasn’t supposed to ache for him now. Not while she was still chained, still naked, still smeared in dried sweat and someone else’s spit.But Dominic was close.She could feel it.The air had changed again, dense with his presence even if he hadn’t opened that door yet. The shadows in the corners of the room felt like they were retreating, shivering from the rage heading toward them.And her body—the traitorous, needy
Dominic staggered backward, stumbling into the far wall. He dragged his hand across his face, leaving a smear of blood over his jaw, and closed his eyes for half a second. But the moment he did, her body flashed behind his eyelids. Her tits rising as she panted. Her nipples stiff. Shiny. Pink. His. He swore. “Fuck.” His back hit the concrete. He slid down it until he was seated on the floor, legs sprawled, breath catching in his throat like he was choking on his own obsession. His cock was already hard—painfully, violently hard beneath his bloodied pants. He wasn’t even touching himself yet and he was already aching. He undid his belt. He yanked his zipper down. “Fucking hell, baby,” he muttered, tilting his head back against the wall. “Look what you do to me.” He shoved his hand into his boxers and gripped his cock, groaning the second his fingers wrapped around the base. It was thick. Heavy. Angry. Every throb pulsed with images of her tits being sucked, bitten, expose
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