Lahat ng Kabanata ng A love forged in Darkness and Desire : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Alessia's Pov The shrill ring of my phone shattered the fragile peace of the morning. I groaned, fumbling for it on my nightstand. The name “Madam Claudia” flashed on the screen, and my stomach immediately knotted.“Good morning,” I mumbled, still groggy.“Be ready in thirty minutes,” her voice was sharp, no room for argument. “The car will take you to the boutique. We have a gown to find, and I don’t like wasting time.”Before I could reply, she hung up. I stared at the phone, a sense of dread curling in my chest. Spending the day with Madam Claudia was the last thing I wanted, but I knew I had no choice.Forty minutes later, I stood outside a boutique so grand it looked like it belonged in a movie. Its sleek black facade exuded exclusivity, and the golden letters spelling out its name glinted under the morning sun.Inside, the boutique was a world of opulence. Chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, casting a soft glow on the rows of gowns displayed like treasures. Each dress seem

Alessia's Pov As I returned to my room in Luca’s mansion, the familiar mix of exhaustion and unease weighed on me. The events of the day had left me emotionally drained, from Madam Claudia’s sharp critiques to Luca’s unsettling warning about Andrea. I closed the door behind me and exhaled deeply, letting the quiet of the room soothe my frayed nerves.My phone buzzed on the nightstand, pulling me from my thoughts. I picked it up, the name on the screen making my heart skip a beat.Andrea.I hesitated for a moment before opening the message."How did the gown hunt go, princess? Let me guess—Claudia had a lot to say about your choices, didn’t she?"I could almost hear his teasing tone, the playful edge in his words contrasting sharply with the tension that had followed me all day. My fingers hovered over the keyboard as I debated whether to respond. Something about him always left me feeling off-balance."It went…fine," I finally typed. "Madam Claudia is very particular, as you can imag

Alessia's Pov “Look,” he said, his tone softening, “I know this isn’t easy. But you have to trust me, Alessia. I wouldn’t put you in this position if I didn’t think you could handle it.”His words were meant to be reassuring, but they only made me feel more like a pawn in a game I didn’t fully understand.“I’ll let you settle in,” he said after a moment, straightening up. “Get some rest. Tomorrow, we’ll go over the next steps.”He left before I could respond, pulling the door shut behind him.I sat down on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping slightly under my weight. The room was quiet, the kind of quiet that made you hyper-aware of your own breathing. I glanced around, taking in the simplicity of the space. It was so different from the lavish world I’d been thrust into, and yet, it felt strangely comforting.But comfort didn’t last long. My thoughts quickly turned to the necklace hidden in my suitcase, to Andrea’s cryptic texts, and to the warning Luca had given me earlier.“B

Alessia's Pov I sat in the dimly lit room, staring blankly at the television. My thoughts felt like they were tied in knots, tangled between wedding preparations, Luca’s concerned eyes, and the growing unease that had settled in my chest. My phone buzzed against the wooden table, breaking the silence. I glanced at the screen and frowned.Andrea.I sighed, debating whether to even open the message. What could he possibly want now? With everything else going on, the last thing I needed was more of his cryptic charm. But curiosity—or maybe exhaustion—got the better of me, and I opened the message.“Before you officially tie the knot, we should have a drink to celebrate. One last hurrah before you become a married woman.”I stared at the words, feeling an immediate sense of unease. Something about the invitation didn’t sit right. It was Andrea, after all, and his motives were never entirely clear. Yet, the idea of stepping away from the whirlwind of tension and responsibilities was tempt

Alessia's Pov He nuzzled against me, his lips on my neck, nibbling and kissing his way up to my earlobe, as he worked his fingers against the slick seam . . . and then I forgot to pose, forgot about trying to look good, and lost myself inside my own pleasure. Andrea watched me squeeze me eyes shut as I clamped my thighs against his wrist and snapped my hips up, once, twice, three times before I froze, all the muscles in my thighs and belly and bottom tense and quivering, and he felt me contract against his fingers."Oh, God," I whispered, swiveling my hips in a way he knew would send him right over the edge. "Oh, wait. Do you have a condom?" I whispered.Andrea opened his nightstand drawer and ripped open a condom. I watched, as he slipped it down his already exposed cock.He kissed me and finally, he thrust inside me. I gasped and shut my eyes, and then neither of us spoke. He moved at at rhythmic pace that made me want him to continue till I reached my limits, I had one hand on