All Chapters of TAMING HIS LITTLE VIRGIN : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Liana, don’t you want something sweeter?” Aria glanced down at Liana’s plate. Her white bowl was filled with oatmeal and varieties of fruits scattered on top of it. Liana picked at the fruits one by one and ate them slowly. “No….i always eat it this way .” Liana’s tiny voice filled the kitchen, as they sat by the dining. Sister Maria glanced at her, a soft smile on her face while she wiped down the counter with a cotton cloth. Aria’s gaze shifted from Liana to Sister Maria, frown lines already forming on her forehead because that answer wasn’t quite satisfactory. She had seen Liana eat the same breakfast for a week straight, and while eating healthy wasn’t exactly bad, she’d have lost her mind if it was her.“Sister Maria, she eats this all the time. Can’t she have anything different?”Sister Maria chuckled slightly, her gaze retuning to the little girl swinging her legs excitedly underneath the table and scooping up her oats.“Master Lucian prefers her meals this way. It’s his

(Later that night) Aria stepped out of Liana’s room, her hand gripped the door knob tightly, as she came out quietly. She let out a soft exhale as she succeeded in not waking Liana, yet her hand still held onto the knob like she’d slip away if she didn’t. Then, slowly she shifted her gaze to Lucian. His boots hurt the marble floor as he paced relentlessly in the dim hallway. His fingers worked aggressively on the buttons of his shirt, almost tearing them apart than undoing them properly. Aria’s throat bobbed lightly, catching the faint stains of dried blood on his face. His jaws clenched, and his forehead slightly darkened with a bruise. Her stomach churned at the thought of the turn of events earlier. Everything almost felt like a movie. From the sniper, to her almost freezing but mostly the few seconds where Lucian’s life balanced on her instinct or luck.. “Lucian…” She called softly, taking a step toward him. Her clothes were rough, stained with someone else’s dried bl

“I choose what I do to you. I choose the pace, I choose how, because I will always remain in control of everything, of you.” He finally pulled back, yet his gaze never left hers. Aria’s chest rose and fell slightly, finally catching her breath. Maybe for once she had thought she could get a hold of this powerful man, but now she was realizing she could get consumed by him. Even at his confessions of having total possession over her, her core throbbed even more, completely overtaken by his charm. Lucian reached for his glass again, taking one last gulp, he dropped it back on the counter. He wiped his lips sloppily with the back of his hand, his gaze never leaving her face, filled with his dark intentions to ravish her. “Now, you need to be quiet.” He said, moving closer in between her legs. “Quiet as a fucking church mouse, you understand?” Aria’s head moved hastily in agreement. Her fingers dug into the sides of the counter tightly. Her nipples hardened, every bit of her so muc

“Raf-Rafa-el..” She choked out, her face losing color gradually as his hands tightened even further around her throat.“Don't,” He warned, “Ever say that again!” He finished, aggressively taking his hands off her neck. Her hands flew to her throat instantly, rubbing it while trying to take in as much air as possible.“You think your affection for me gives you the right to talk down on me?”He continued. “ Need i remind you, Camilla. You carrying my child doesn't give you any immunity.”She sniffled, more tears rolled down her face. Why, why couldn't she bring herself to hate him despite all he does to her? What in her made her love such a dangerous man?“Rafael.....please.” She sobbed.She shook her head slightly, more tears rolled down freely. “You don't mean that. This child means a lot to both of us, I mean alot to you. You love me, I know you do.”She reached for him again, her hand trembling as it aimed for his face. The denial in her was unlike anything she'd ever felt. How coul

Lucian's jaws clenched softly, his eyes twitching slightly at the sight before him. He knew his brother wasn't as open minded as he was, but he had never felt a time would come where he couldn't predict what he could do. The girl's chest shuddered as sobs tore through her, the gag muffling her cries as she was unable to pull herself up from the rug. With a soft creak, the door opened even further. Lucian's gaze was still fixated on the girl, he didn't see Aria had walked in, She stood at the threshold, one hand holding the doorframe as if she'd stopped mid step. Lucian lifted his head to meet her gaze, her throat clenched up. Her eyes dropped to the floor, and the colors drained from her face. “Why? Why didn't you wait for me to give you orders!?” Lucian shouted, rising up and turning to face his brother. “Because I won't sit back and watch power slip through your fingers,” Domenico snapped. “If you had died like some common bastard, the rules would have changed. The De Rossi name