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Chapter 66 – Reward and Punishment

last update publish date: 2026-01-06 15:03:56

Eve

The bass from the club upstairs vibrates through the concrete floor, a dull, rhythmic thud that mimics a heartbeat. But down here, the air doesn't smell like expensive perfume and spilled champagne.

It smells of bleach, ozone, and copper.

I’m sitting on a black leather sofa in the soundproofed basement of The Obsidian. My red dress is a splash of arterial color in a room of greys and blacks. My hands are folded in my lap. I’m sitting perfectly still, forcing my spine to remain rigid against
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  • Unholy Matrimony   Chapter 175 – The Dynasty

    DominikMorning sunlight spills across the duvet, illuminating the absolute center of my universe.Leaning against the doorframe of the master bathroom, a towel slung low around my waist, the sight in front of me physically halts the breath in my lungs. It’s been three days since the chaos in the medical wing. Three days since the Grimaldi heir entered the world screaming his absolute defiance.Eve sits propped against the pillows, her dark hair falling in soft, messy waves over her shoulders. The silk strap of her nightgown is pushed down, exposing the pale, heavy curve of her breast.Cradled in her arms is our son.He’s latched onto her, feeding with a rhythmic, greedy intensity that is entirely familiar. Tiny, perfect fingers curl against her pale skin, his dark blue eyes closed in absolute contentment.Watching my wife nurture the life we created is a transcendent experience. The ruthless Donna who carved a traitor apart without blinking, is currently glowing with a soft, fierce

  • Unholy Matrimony   Chapter 174 – The Heir

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  • Unholy Matrimony   Chapter 173 – The Worship

    DominikMorning sunlight spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the master suite, casting a warm, golden glow across the floor.Sitting on the edge of the mattress, a heavy crystal tumbler of water dangling loosely from my fingers, my entire focus is anchored to the woman standing in front of the vanity mirror.Eve is naked, casually massaging a rich, thick cocoa butter cream into her skin.Seven months into the pregnancy, her body has completely transformed. The subtle, athletic curves she possessed when she first walked into my life have softened and expanded into something utterly magnificent. Her breasts are heavy and full, the areolas darkened, the nipples constantly peaking with tight sensitivity. Her hips have widened, and her thighs are thicker, perfectly framing the taut, beautiful swell of her stomach.She is a living, breathing goddess.The ruthless, terrifying Donna who dismantled a mafia rebellion and tortured a traitor to death without blinking is currently hum

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