LUCA Her face flushed over my words and her lip gets trapped between her teeth again, a sign that she's nervous. I'd been drinking after I'd claimed her sweet innocence, because taking a shower didn't seem to help with the right feeling burning away at my chest, feeling agitated with myself that I'd liked it a little too much than I should have. I liked it a lot, the feeling of her tight, warm, wet cunt wrapped around my steel hard cock. I'd liked the sex with her far too much and it had pissed me off how much control I'd given up to her. It made it worse that she was completely oblivious; so naive and innocent about the power she held. I refused to give that up. I was a man that was always in control. I retained a cool mainframe even in the most high-rise of the moment. Because that's what it took to command a mafia empire. But in less than twenty-five hours, my little bird seemed to be creating a crack in my fortress, digging her nails through it. So I found myself in the kitche

ELIANA It's been roughly a week since I've been here and I've had more tranquillity than I've had at the orphanage. I'm not sure how I feel about that. In a strange way, I feel safe, in this place, in his arms even though our relationship is merely sexual, I don't feel like a prisoner at all. I'm free to eat what I want, wear what I want, do what I want, even though there's not much to do. And I mostly spend time in the den, reading, letting the world fall away. Or I'm in my bedroom or in the garden, drawing. It had the best scenery so I come here more often, it's somehow become my favourite spot in this humongous house. It was so peaceful out here and sometimes the calm scenery made me fall asleep and when I wake up I'm always back in my room. I always thought one of the guards carried me back to my room, I always had one stationed with me but then I found out that it wasn't any of the guards that'd been bringing me back but Luca. And deep down, I always felt a warm sensation cou

ELIANA It's the middle of the night when I feel my body being pulled against the bed and a scream erupts from my mouth as strong hands pin my hands above my head, pinning me down. Hands come over my mouth and muffles my scream. “Be quiet, little bird.” My eyes flew open and I became still at the sound of his voice. I nod after a moment and he pulls his hand from my mouth, my breathing heavy as my heart thumped against my chest. “Lu–Luca… what's—” I don't get the chance to complete my words when his mouth came down on me, claiming mine and I give in, melting on impulse into his touch. But I wince from how bitter his mouth taste, tasting the alcohol from his mouth. I don't know how much he had but he's been drinking. I had dinner in the kitchen with Esme to keep me company. She was a sweet middle aged woman with a warm smile and a gentle but firm touch. She told me she's been with Luca's family since he was a teenager and I wondered what he'd been like then. Luca didn't come back

LUCA “What the hell happened?” I directed my question to my clubhouse manager, Carlos, one of the few that I owned in the city and I watched him under the glaze of the neon lights in the room. We stood over the lifeless body of a young woman. She wouldn't be more than twenty five years old. Carlos trembled under my gaze, rubbing his palm against the other as he tried not to show much of his fear. “I–I’m not exactly sure how to explain this sir… she seemed to have consumed something strong and it knocked her up.” I scrunch my eyebrows, staring down at the woman before I turned them back to look at my manager. “I’m not sure I fully understand what you mean Carlos.” I say, biting out his name and he flinches at the stern tone of my voice, rubbing his hands furiously now. He avoids my gaze, looking everywhere but at me. “Well… you see… someone spiked her drink.” “Yes, so I've been informed.” The incident had caused a scene and striked panic within the customers. Everyone bursted

LUCA Her shyness drags out a slow smile, I take one of her hand in mind, holding it between us by her wrist. “Isn’t there anywhere you've always wanted to go? Anywhere at all, I'll take you.” She goes quiet again, her forehead creases a little as she thinks. Then her eyes flutters and her lips part. “Maybe… an art shop…” I was taken aback by her answer, I didn't know why, actually, I didn't know what I was expecting. Eliana is a girl locked out from the world her entire life but I'd given her a once in a lifetime chance offer. I'd thought she'd take advantage of that. They always did. All the women I've been with. She wasn't like them, she was nothing like them and it struck me somewhere deep in my core at the realization and I should have known that from the start. No, as a matter of fact, I've known that. I guess it was part of be reason I was fascinated by her. “You have an interest in art?” “Yes,” She beamed, her blueish-grey irises gleaming from the light of the nightstan