All Chapters of Sin With Me, Sunshine: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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20: The Midnight Choice

SofiaI spent the rest of the night staring at the ceiling, every time I closed my eyes, I saw Louis's terrified, fumbling hands. I felt the dry, empty kiss that meant nothing.The impulsiveness that had led me to invite Louis into my room now felt heavy in my stomach. I had made a mistake, a grave one. I had cracked the door to a world Louis wasn't built for, and I knew him; he would ruminate on it, pray on it, and eventually, he would want more but I didn't want him.The brief moments with Louis hadn't given me that euphoria, that soul-shattering lightning that Luca had sparked with just a glance. With Louis, I felt no difference but with Luca... I felt like I was finally alive.I reached for my phone, the screen illuminating my face in the dark. My thumb hovered over Luca's name. Should I call him?I snatched my hand back, “No! Remember who he is, Sofia. He is the gun, the threat, the blood on the floor. You cannot belong to that.” A vibe yelled inside my head and I let out a deep

Last Updated : 2025-12-16

21: The Unholy Discipline

SofiaI stood in the center of the bedroom, the silence of the mansion ringing in my ears, my heart felt heavy, a dull ache pulsing behind my ribs. I hadn't expected that reaction. In my naivety, I thought telling him that Louis felt like nothing would be a triumph for him, a confirmation of his power over me. Instead, I had seen a flicker of raw hurt in those dark eyes.I felt a sudden, sharp pang of guilt not just for hurting Luca, but for the mess I had made back at home. I had led Louis on, used him as a shield against my own desires, and in doing so, I had probably scarred his conscience as much as my own.I lay down on the massive bed, staring at the ceiling, I was lonelier here, in his house, than I had been in my own room. I couldn't leave it like this, I couldn't let him sit in the dark with that look on his face.I stood up, my floral gown swishing around my bare legs, and walked out into the hallway. I followed the dim lights until I reached the door of his study. I hesitat

Last Updated : 2025-12-17

22: The Taste of Devotion

SofiaI watched as Luca took off his shirt and I stopped breathing. Luca was a masterpiece of living, breathing danger. He stood completely naked before me, unabashed and glorious in the dim light.My eyes traced the sharp definition of his abdominal muscles, the V-line that disappeared into the dark hair at his groin, and the tattoos that seemed to tell the history of his violent life on his skin. He was beautiful, terrifyingly so. But it was impossible to look away from the center of him, his erection was thick, veined, and demanding. "Do you like what you see, tesoro?" he asked, I couldn't speak. I could only nod, my face heating up. I was starving for the sight of him."Good," he murmured. He extended a hand toward me. "Step out of the bed, Sofia."I hesitated for a fraction of a second, my body obeyed him before my mind could catch up. I slid off the mattress and stood before him. I felt small in his shadow, fragile against his hardness."On your knees," he commanded.The order

Last Updated : 2025-12-17

23: The Saint's Shadow

SofiaI sat rigid in the passenger seat of Luca’s black car, my hands clasped so tightly in my lap that my knuckles turned white. My mind was already racing ahead, calculating the terrifying logistics of my return. Please let them be asleep, please let the lights be off.The car came to a halt a block away from my house, I didn't wait for Luca to talk or say anything, I scrambled out of the car and didn't look back. I practically ran the remaining distance, slipping through the gate of our compound.The house was still dark, and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I reached for the handle of the front door, turning it slowly to avoid a click. I stepped into the hallway and nearly screamed.I gasped, my hand flying to my chest, my heart leaping into my throat. "Jesus!""Sofia?"Light from the streetlamp outside filtered in, revealing Louis standing there, I froze, my mind scrambling for an explanation."Louis?" I breathed, trying to steady my trembling voice. "You... you sca

Last Updated : 2026-01-01

24: The Golden Cage

SofiaThe steam from the shower filled the bathroom, turning the mirror into a clouded, weeping sheet of glass. I turned the tap off and wrapped a towel around myself, staring at my reflection. I let out a deep, shuddering breath. What have I done?By trying to use Louis as a buffer against my desire for Luca, I had inadvertently opened a door I now desperately needed to shut. Louis had tasted rebellion, and he liked it. He had stepped into my room feeling entitled. I had to fix this, or my life here would become a waking nightmare.I dressed quickly in a modest skirt and blouse, my parents were already seated at the dining table, and Louis was there, too. He looked fresh, scrubbed clean, and undeniably nervous."Good morning, Sofia," my mother chirped, her face glowing with terrifying cheerfulness. "Come, sit. Louis was just telling us he retrieved your car from the mechanic. He's going to follow you back to school to make sure it runs well, then drive you the rest of the way if need

Last Updated : 2026-01-01

25: The Devil’s Shirt

Sofia I pulled back from the embrace just enough to look up at him, my hands resting against his chest. His heart was beating steadily beneath my palms."You're dramatic," I teased, a small smile tugging at my lips. I traced the line of his jaw with my thumb, relishing the scratch of stubble. "I was gone for a week, Luca. You act like I vanished for a year. I bet you barely even noticed I was gone with all your... business."Luca's eyes darkened, the pupils blowing wide until the iris was nearly swallowed by black. He let out a rough, scoffing sound, his hands tightening on my waist, pulling me so close that our hips ground together."You wouldn't understand," he rasped, his voice dropping. "You think a week is nothing? Sofia, seven days without you felt like a sentence in solitary." He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. "Every night. Every single night, I lay in that bed, smelling your scent on the pillows, and it drove me insane. Do you know how many times I had to stroke mysel

Last Updated : 2026-01-01

26: The Iron Circle

SofiaThe dress lay on the bed like a pool of spilled blood.It was a slip of silk, a deep, dark red that looked almost black in the dim light of the bedroom. I stared at it, my stomach churning with a mixture of nausea and nervous energy."Put it on," Luca had said. I reached for it, my fingers trembling slightly. When I slid the fabric over my head, I gasped. It was cold against my skin, shivering down my spine, it settled over my curves, and I turned to the full-length mirror.I barely recognized the woman staring back. The dress was scandalous, it clung to every inch of me, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination while technically covering everything. The back went dangerously low, stopping just above the curve of my bottom. The neckline was a cowl drape that shifted every time I moved, threatening to expose me. But it was the slit that made my breath hitch, it rode high up my left thigh, dangerously close to my hip bone.I tugged at the hem, trying to pull it down, but the

Last Updated : 2026-01-02

27: Baptism by Fire

Sofia The car hadn't even come to a full stop before I was fumbling for the handle."Sofia, wait..." Luca's voice came through but I couldn't wait, I couldn't breathe.I shoved the door open and scrambled out, my heels scraping against the pavement. The metallic taste of the Iron Circle, the smell of cheap cigars, and fresh blood all stuck in my throat, coating my tongue like poison.I ran. I didn't care that I looked insane, a girl in a scandalous red dress sprinting through the grand foyer of a mafia lord's mansion. I ignored the startled looks of two guards by the stairs and bolted for the bedroom.I barely made it to the bathroom.I fell to my knees in front of the toilet and purged. My body convulsed, violently rejecting the evening. I retched until my stomach was empty, and then I retched some more, dry heaving until tears streamed down my face and my ribs ached.I am not this, the image of Marco's arm snapping played behind my eyelids. The sound! The crunch! The cheer of the

Last Updated : 2026-01-05

28: Ruined

SofiaThe scream died in my throat, replaced by a ragged, gasping sob. The pain was absolutely sharp, a tearing fire that radiated from my center outward, consuming me. I felt full, too full. I felt split open, invaded in the most primal way possible."Breathe," Luca commanded, he held my hips in a grip, pinning me against the glass, refusing to let me squirm away from the invasion. "Don't fight it, accept it.""It hurts," I whimpered, tears mixing with the shower water streaming down my face. "Luca, it hurts.""I know," he rasped. He stayed perfectly still, buried deep inside me, letting my body adjust to the size of him. "You're so tight. Fuck, Sofia, you're so fucking tight it's squeezing the life out of me."He withdrew an inch, and I gasped at the friction, the sensation raw and burning. Then, he pushed back in, slow and merciless."Relax," he ordered, his hand leaving my hip to slide down between us, his thumb finding the swollen pearl of my clit. He rubbed it firmly, "Let me ma

Last Updated : 2026-01-05

29: The Morning After

SofiaThe first thing I felt was the ache radiating from the junction of my thighs, settling deep in my hips. I blinked my eyes open, staring at a ceiling that was far too high and far too dark to be my dorm room. Memory crashed into me and I shot up in bed, clutching the grey silk sheet to my chest. My heart hammered against my ribs as I looked around the room.I did it.The realization that I hadn't dreamed it. I hadn't just fantasized about the darkness but let it consume me. I had let Luca De Rossi a man who sentenced people to death in sandpits take the one thing my family had told me was my most precious gift to my future husband."You're awake."I jumped, whipping my head toward the balcony doors.Luca was standing there, leaning against the glass frame. He was already dressed in a white shirt and dark trousers, looking irritatingly put-together while I felt like a bomb that had just detonated. He held a cup of espresso in one hand, watching me with an unreadable expression."

Last Updated : 2026-01-05

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