Lahat ng Kabanata ng Collared by the Valentino twins: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Cassandra Salvatore~•~"Hurry the fuck up, Cassie, we'll be late." I rolled my eyes, not bothering to answer her as I continued applying my mascara. I wanted to look like a different person today because I didn't want to be recognized.People were nosy and if I managed to run into anyone I knew, they may report me to my father or my boyfriend."Cassie!" Juliet snapped, poking her head inside her room. I came to her place to get ready because I didn't want my father to get suspicious. It was crazy. I was an adult, but I still stayed at his place because someone needed to keep my siblings safe and I happened to be the oldest of us all."Chill, Jules." I rolled my eyes again. With how much I was rolling my eyes because of my best friend, I was certain I would be cross-eyed in a few years. "There's no time limit. You said it yourself, it goes on all night.""That doesn't mean we should go late and miss out on all the fun."I sighed subtly. I didn't know what interested her about it but sh

Matteo Valentino~•~I was quite pissed at my brother. The dickhead was meant to be here since we had work to do, but he probably bailed to work for extra hours at our company. He was such a workaholic sometimes, but he cherry-picked his work.He didn't come to the club much recently because he didn't have a slave. Well, we didn't have a slave — we always shared — and hadn't had one for up to three months now.I sighed and left the office where I'd been waiting for him, intending to leave the club entirely. I didn't have much to do here as well if he wasn't here. I would find a woman in a pink bracelet, but I wasn't in the mood for anything sexual.Well, at least, I thought I wasn't. Not until I was about to descend the stairs and saw a petite woman walk in.I stopped in my tracks, hanging by the railing that overlooked the ground floor. She wasn't in the usual lingerie other women around here adorned, but she was clad in white… was it bralette they called it? It pushed up her small b

Cassandra Salvatore~•~"God," I blinked when the first scene we walked into was a man spanking a woman and not with his hand. "So this stuff happens in real life?""Fascinating right?" Jules was quick to reply and I shifted uncomfortably on my feet as I tried to take in everything at once."More like life-threatening."I didn't have to look far for my eyes to land on another scene. The light in the club was dim and if I looked to my left, I would see a bar situated there while the rest of the place was just an open space with several stages. A woman was on her knees and she was literally being manhandled by her partner as he quite literally fucked her mouth. There was a small gathering of people around them watching and they didn't seem to mind.Instead, from where we stood, I could hear her moan as he pinched her nipple, the hum making him falter in his control for a moment. "You look like you're enjoying what you're seeing.""What? Hell no." I denied it immediately. Even if my th

Matteo Valentino ~•~I was fascinated by the little angel before me. I wanted to figure out her thought process. I wanted to know what was going on in her head. I wanted to know what she was thinking about as she came to the realization that she may be interested in BDSM after all.I had an early morning tomorrow, but I just couldn't resist her even if she wasn't doing anything. Her innocence was coming off her in waves and it was doing sinful things to my dick. I wanted to taint her. I wanted to mark her as mine. I was sure my brother would like her as well. Hopefully, she would be open to the idea of both of us.It was a rare kink we had; sharing our sexual partners and not everyone was welcoming to it, which made it hard to find a perfect slave.I stared at her. She stared at me. I tapped my feet in impatience. I was known to be a lot of things, but a patient man was not one of them. "Cara," I called out, getting ticked off by her silence. "What did I tell you about answering my q

Cassandra Salvatore~•~"How do I look?" I asked when Jules had finished covering up the bruise on my face with makeup. I had an interview today. I couldn't let Rafael's antics mess up my chance of a job when it was hard to find one."Not like you were just beaten by your boyfriend, that's for sure."I shook my head softly. "Not now, Jules. You can scold me when I'm back."I assessed my face in the mirror and it looked good. As Jules said, there was no sign of a bruise. I didn't even want to think about it as I knew going home to my father would result in a bigger bruise. I didn't have any choice but to go though because if I didn't, he would transfer the aggression to my younger siblings. I had three siblings and none of us were biologically related. We were all under foster care by our foster father. Well, at least, I was until I turned eighteen and left for college, but I couldn't leave my siblings alone with that monster of a man. They were too young to be getting abused. There