Lahat ng Kabanata ng TAMING HIS LITTLE VIRGIN : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Aria’s pulse spiked, her lips parted but the words were stuck in her throat. Eventually, she forced out the words,“Why would she set an engagement? Did you..” Her voice trailed off, but her eyes hinted at the fear she couldn’t finish, the fear that maybe Lucian had said yes.His gaze cut to hers, as he threw the phone on the bed.“Of course I didn’t.” He said, answering her unfinished question.Her gaze lowered softly, like relief washed over her features. But that wasn’t enough, “What are you going to do?” she pressed further. Lucian reached for a cigarette on the drawer, “We’re going.”Aria blinked back repeatedly, “That’s what she wants. Why give in to her?”He exhaled softly and smoke curled around him, then tilted his head with his eyes glinting at some dark idea he must have had.“Because Evelina is not smart enough,” He took a drag from the cigarette, “And because I know she’d keep Liana close by.”Her throat tightened. “So what, you think she’ll just let you walk in and ta

“You’ll have a safe word,” Lucian said, his hands moving softly as he dragged the coil of leather across her skin. Her breathing got heavy as her chest rose highly, the whip hummed faintly when he snapped it tight in his fist.“Ah!” A sharp gasp escaped her throat as she flinched,“One word, and everything stops.” His feet moved repeatedly in circles around her, “One word, and I’ll let you crawl back into the light.”Her lashes fluttered against the blindfold, “What word will it be?”“You choose, little dove” He paused his steps as his mouth curved, and his eyes beamed with dark amusement. “But think carefully. Because once you say it, once you spit it past those pretty lips, you’ll make all of this…” His hand flexed upward as he cracked the whip against the marble floor, the sharp sound shattered the silence.“Go away.” He finished, Her mouth let out a soft exhale, and her thighs pressed together as if the sound itself cut through her.“Candles.” She whispered, his brow furrowe

Twenty minutes later“Where is she?” Lucian paced down the hallway, “I need to get down to the port, but I need to see Sister Maria before we leave.”Domenico glanced at his phone, “I’ve put a call through to the convent, she should be here in….”His voice trailed off when the elevator chimed as its doors slid open. Two of Lucian’s men stepped out first, carrying a wooden chest between them. Behind them, a pair of feet trailed. Her habit pressed neat against her body, with a rosary clenched tight around her hands.Her eyes flickered to the marble floors, the high windows and the open skylit of the penthouse ceiling. “She’s here,” Domenico peeped from the hallway,“Ave Maria…” She whispered, her voice in awe. “Questo posto e bellissimo.” (This place is beautiful)A squeal cut through her surprise, shattering the stillness.“Sister Maria!”Liana’s voice echoed differently with excitement as her little feet moved swiftly down the hall, her curls bouncing with each step she took. Sist

“Hmn…” Aria let out a soft moan as she inhaled deeply, a small smile curled at the corner of her lips. Her hands dug into the railing, gripping tightly while Lucian’s shirt draped over her small frame. His cologne engulfed the air around her, the hem of the shirt brushed her bare thighs as she raised one of her legs to steady her stance. A couple strands of her hair fell on her face as the breeze bristled past her. Her lips grew wider with a smile, seeing the lights all over the city, knowing that people were still out there living their best lives. Aria’s heart still thudded ever since they left the club. She couldn’t stop the rush of emotions, how Lucian’s hand clamped down on her thigh so possessively when Gianni’s hungry eyes wouldn’t get off her.Her hands went down to graze her thigh, before they slid back into the shirt. She caressed her chest, her heart. What was this feeling? Why was she basking in the thrill of Lucian claiming her? Was she starting to love this devil?

“Are things…okay with you and Lucian?” Sofia asked softly, her knees kissed the floor in the living room. A box of scented candles in her lap, she carefully lit the next one, letting the flame flicker to life. Domenico slouched on the couch, his shirt unbuttoned fully and exposing the tattoos that covered a part of his body, from his chest to his stomach. His eyes raked her body, taking in her petite size and the way her curls were packed into a messy bun atop her head. “Domenico?” She called, taking a quick glance at him. “Lucian?” He scoffed, tearing his gaze away from her and throwing his head back on the couch. “My brother is slowly forgetting brotherhood. He’s protecting that whore’s sister like the whole world depends on whether she breathes or not.” Sofia’s lips curved into a small smile, her left cheek sinking with a small dimple. Her palm guided the flame as she leaned to light another candle. “Is it…Aria?” Domenico had told her a few things, she was his safe space.