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Chapter One For as long as I can remember, I have been plagued by violent nightmares. They follow me into sleep, curling around my ribs like ghostly fingers, squeezing the breath from my lungs. Each night is a restless battle, an endless loop of terror that snaps me awake, only for exhaustion to drag me under again. But tonight… tonight is different. Because my nightmares have clawed their way into reality. The first thing I hear is the crash—wood splintering, furniture toppling, the unmistakable sound of chaos tearing through my home. A chorus of low voices follows, rolling like distant thunder, speaking words I can't make out. My body seizes in place, breath caught in my throat as my sluggish brain struggles to catch up. Then it hits me. This isn’t a dream. A scream builds in my chest, but I swallow it down, forcing my limbs to move. The sheets tangle around me as I bolt upright, my pulse hammering like a caged bird against my ribs. I need to hide. Where? The closet? Be

Last Updated : 2024-11-01

FORECED CONTRACT

Aurora’s breath catches as Lucian’s fingers trace an idle path down her arm, his touch deliberate, possessive. The warmth of his palm lingers against her skin, a silent promise of control, of power. He moves with the ease of a man who knows he is the master of every room he steps into, and this moment is no exception. “I’m the one in charge here, Aurora,” he murmurs, his voice a low vibration against her pulse. “It’s you who needs to be worthy of me.” She stiffens at his words, her sharp hazel eyes flashing with defiance, but Lucian only smirks. He expected as much. A woman like her wouldn’t kneel so easily—not yet. That makes this all the more exhilarating. Her lips part, but no sound follows. Whether it’s shock or anticipation that has stolen her voice, Lucian can’t tell, and he finds he doesn’t care. Watching her struggle against the war raging inside her is entertainment enough. “Kneel.” The command cuts through the thick silence between them. A muscle in Aurora’s jaw twitches

Last Updated : 2024-11-01

Lucian

I don’t know how long I stand there, paralyzed with fear that he’ll storm back in. The room is steeped in his scent—heady, masculine, and darkly intoxicating. It lingers in the sheets, clings to my skin, fills the very air I breathe. I wonder, with a detached sort of curiosity, if he sleeps naked. The thought sends an unwelcome heat creeping down my spine, and I shake it off with a sharp exhale. I jolt upright, wrapping the sheets tighter around myself as if they offer some kind of protection. My pulse still thrums too fast, every muscle coiled as I listen for the sound of heavy footsteps returning. But they don’t. Lucian doesn’t come back. The silence stretches on, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of a clock somewhere in the room. I press a hand to my chest, willing my heartbeat to settle, trying desperately to make sense of my situation. Dario Boncini may not be my father, but he is still a man who owns people, controls them, bends them to his will. The difference is, he

Last Updated : 2024-11-01

Sex

Lucian’s voice is low, but the weight of his fury makes it feel like a growl. “I asked you a goddamn question, Aldo.” Aldo barely manages a wheeze in response, his pulse hammering against the pressure of Lucian’s fingers around his throat. I watch from the other side of the room, my breath steady, even as the plate in my hand trembles slightly before I lower it onto the bed. Lucian’s grip tightens, and Aldo lets out a panicked whimper. “N-nothing, boss! I s-swear!” I should intervene. I should say something. But in the intervening seconds since he stormed in, Lucian’s fury has taken up all the air in the room, pressing down on me like something tangible. “Oh, just a big misunderstanding,” I finally say, forcing my voice into a drawl, feigning a calm I don’t quite feel. “Aldo here was under the impression that the slash under his eye was my way of flirting. He waltzed in here hoping for a matching set.” Lucian’s gaze snaps back to me, his grip unwavering. Aldo’s lips are turning an

Last Updated : 2024-12-07

Chin

Got it! Here’s a smoother, more immersive version with a slower pace and deeper emotional tension.---Lucian"I’ll have Chiara find something for you," I say after a long pause. "Giulia isn’t home at the moment."Aurora doesn't respond right away. She stands there, hands clasped tightly in front of her, shoulders squared like she’s waiting for a blow to land. There’s no fear in her eyes, but there’s something else—something unreadable that makes me shift uncomfortably.I don’t like not knowing what’s going on in her head."I have a meeting," I add, stepping back toward the door, giving her space. She exhales softly—relief, maybe? The thought sits uneasily in my chest. I tell myself it doesn’t matter. It shouldn’t matter.This wedding is the culmination of careful planning, of debts and deals brokered in shadows. It has nothing to do with how she feels about it.Still, the way her posture eases when I step away from her stings more than I expect."I’ll come get you later," I say. "I w

Last Updated : 2025-02-09

Gentle

Aurora & Lucian I blink at him slowly, absorbing his manner—the quiet, merciless finality that leaves no room for argument. “Well, in that case, I won’t let you anywhere near me.” The words leave my lips in a rush, more defiant than I feel. Before I can fully process the weight of my declaration, I push back my chair. The force sends it clattering against the stone patio behind me, but I barely hear it over the rush of my own pulse. I just need to get away, to put some distance between myself and the man whose presence feels like both a cage and a storm. But I make it three steps before his fingers wrap around my wrist. The world tilts as Lucian spins me around with an ease that mocks my resistance, shoving me back until my spine meets the cool glass of the kitchen doors. My breath hitches, heart hammering against my ribs as he steps into my space, his glacial eyes trapping me in place. One hand rises to my jaw, firm but not cruel, forcing me to meet his gaze. “I wasn’t off

Last Updated : 2025-02-09

The barn

LucianI drum my fingers against the polished surface of my desk, the steady rhythm doing little to settle the simmering irritation in my chest. Across from me, Nico drones on about shipment delays, but my attention is elsewhere.Aurora.My jaw tightens as I recall the scene from this morning—the way she stormed downstairs, wrapped in nothing but my robe, like she owned the place. Like she belonged. The sight of her, drowned in the heavy fabric, should have been comical, yet it was anything but. The open front had revealed just enough to send my patience hanging by a thread.I had told myself it didn’t matter. That I had more important things to focus on.But then, out of the corner of my eye, I catch a flash of color beyond the window.I shift, turning my head just enough to see her.And immediately, my fists clench.Aurora has found another robe—if you could even call it that. The sheer fabric is as good as nothing, fluttering in the breeze as she lets it slip from her shoulders, re

Last Updated : 2025-02-09

stiff

Aurora’s brows knit together, her gaze momentarily losing focus, lost in thought. I watch every slight movement she makes, each one feeding the fire burning beneath my skin.She’s still chewing on that goddamn lip.A sharp shiver rolls down my spine as her fingers absentmindedly rake through my hair, nails scraping lightly against my scalp. The sensation is brief but electric, sending a dangerous heat pooling low in my stomach.She doesn’t realize what she does to me.I should stop. Should put some distance between us before I lose all sense of control. But then she exhales, soft and unsteady, and my restraint snaps.I dive forward, capturing that glistening bottom lip between my own.Aurora stills. For a heartbeat, I think she’ll push me away, but then her lips part in silent surrender. I coax her deeper, savoring the warm, tentative press of her mouth against mine.She melts in my arms.A low, unbidden groan rumbles from my chest when she winds her arms around my neck, pulling me cl

Last Updated : 2025-02-09

musty

The musty scent of hay and aged wood clings to the air, thick with dust and something darker—something that lingers in the corners of my mind long after I wake. The echoes of jeers and rough hands pawing at me fade as I bolt upright, my pulse hammering against my ribs. My wrists ache at the memory of being tied above my head. My own scream still rings in my ears.The sunlight spilling through the window is too warm, too bright, mocking the cold sweat clinging to my skin.A sharp knock at the door makes me flinch.“Aurora?” Chiara’s voice is gentle but firm. I don’t answer right away. I need a moment, a few deep breaths to steady the trembling in my hands before I can face the day.When I finally pull myself together and mumble an acknowledgment, the door swings open, and she steps in with a breakfast tray. Before she can say anything, Giulia breezes in behind her, all effortless energy and purpose.“There you are,” she sings, seizing my hand before I can protest. “Come, come, we have

Last Updated : 2025-02-09

principessa

Frustration prickled beneath Aurora’s skin as she made her way back to her bedroom. The day had been long, and the memory of kissing Lucian had surfaced at the worst possible moments, making it impossible to focus. Every time she tried to push it aside, the sensation of his lips and the way his fingers had tangled in her hair crept back in, unbidden. It was infuriating.She shoved the door open, already mentally preparing to collapse into bed, only to freeze in place.Lucian was sprawled across her bed like he belonged there. One arm tucked behind his head, his phone in the other, he barely spared her a glance before his lips curled in that familiar smirk.“Evening, principessa.”Aurora’s heart nearly stopped. “What are you doing in here?” she demanded, instantly suspicious. Their wedding was only days away—why did he keep showing up in her space like this?He shrugged lazily. “Chiara is preparing the guest rooms for incoming visitors. I figured I’d sleep in my own bed rather than end

Last Updated : 2025-02-09

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