Lahat ng Kabanata ng TAMING HIS LITTLE VIRGIN : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

“You’re insane…” Her lips quivered, and more tears spilled from her eyes,His words fell from his lips like a promise, not even a threat this time. She could see in his eyes that he meant every word. He lifted his brows, “You’d find out sooner if I am.” Her feet shifted back softly, while her hands held down the dresser behind her as he stepped forward. The scent of cedar, along with his familiar smell, temptation wrapped itself around her skin. His fingers brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, while they lingered on her cheeks softly. Her throat bobbed, as his nose moved closer to her face, hovering around her cheeks before moving to her lips.Her breath shuddered as his eyes moved between her small plush pink lips, and her eyes. Aria’s fingers dug deeper into the dresser behind her, he was too close.Close enough for him to wrap her around his fingers, enough for her lose control and throw herself at him. To forget what he was, and focus on what she wanted him to do to her.

His eyes beamed softly, hiding the smile that fought to curve on his lips. Aria exhaled shallowly, her eyes held his while she died inside of embarrassment. Without waiting for his driver, he opened the door and stepped out. He held the door for her, she hesitated but stepped out. “You’re learning fast, little dove.” His hand slid around her waist, pulling her to his side protectively. Softly, he pushed through the big doors of the club with his hand holding hers behind him. The deep bass of slow pulsing music vibrated through the floor, the neon lights flickered repeatedly in different angles across the room. Aria’s eyes darted around in awe, they moved confusedly from each table. Her nose scrunched but she couldn’t quite make up the smell, was it sweat? Was it cheap perfume? Or maybe both?She couldn’t tell, but what baffled her more was, why was Lucian in a place like this? Was this some kind of undercover for his drug dealings or something? Her feet moved swiftly as he pull

“Are you okay?” Lucian’s voice cut through the silence of the car, his eyes lazily fixed on Aria’s small frame. The car had only been gliding on the quiet streets of Italy for fifteen minutes, not that Aria was counting or begging the stars to let her leave his air for once. Her head rested against the cool glass of the car window, her gaze glued to the world blurring past outside. She didn’t look at him, or even do as much to move talk less of responding to his question. Was he genuinely concerned? Or was he just angry that his leverage had almost gotten beaten up by his vindictive mistress? Aria could swear that nothing could come close to being worse than living in a house with no air conditionining especially when it’s summer, or her landlord cutting her electricity bill so she had to work twice as hard serving coffee. But this, this definitely topped the charts. Has your life ever taken a downward spiral within the span of four days? You think it’s unbelievable, well

The sun had not yet settled to it's peak, and a soft breeze kissed the convent's garden, flowing through the tall hedge and bowing the white petaled daises that lined along the cobbled path beautifully. Aria's bare feet sank gently into the cool grass as she wandered without direction. She had woken up early, and even though she didn't see Lucian next to her, she wasn't bothered enough to ask. Her curiosity was always one to get the best of her, so she had left the room in hopes to find anything that could either help her or startle her.But she stumbled upon the garden. She stopped near a patch of overgrown wildflowers, and leaned in to breathe in the scent of dandelions. She shut her eyes for a moment and let it sweetness fill her mind.Her lashes fluttered open and she lifted her face to the sky, it was bluer than she'd ever imagined it to be again. It looked and felt like freedom. Maybe this was what Lucian's world looked like when he wasn't holding someone at gunpoint or whisper

The iron wrought gates opened, paving way as Domenico’s driver turned the corner of the driveway in his matte black Maserati, the tires crunched softly against the gravel. As he pulled to a stop, Domenico’s dark eyes narrowed from his position at the backseat to the unexpected sight in front of him.Aria…Her soft laughter filled the air, her fingers fluttered trying to catch glistening soap bubbles as Liana ran in wide circles, giggling. Beside them stood Sister Maria, smiling as she dipped a plastic wand into a bowl of soapy water. The scene looked sickeningly soft, too much softness for a place that was supposed to be hiding a mafia heiress. Aria turned, and the moment her gaze fell on Domenico, her smile faltered. Her body tensed. He stepped out of the car slowly, and slammed the door shut, the echo almost shattered the peaceful atmosphere. “Uncle!” Liana shrieked with excitement as she ran towards him, his expression didn’t change but his arms opened.“II mio piccolo veleno”