All Chapters of Marked by his sin: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Alessia’s POV“Touch me, please” I begged as he held up my head and licked the nape of my neck, I could feel my veins popping from anticipation. “Tell me you want me” He whispered into my ear as he bit my ear lightly. I let out a soft moan as I nodded quickly like a kid yearning for candy.He grabbed my neck as he caught my lips with his, and he grabbed my butt with his hands and squeezed it hard.The first thing I felt was heat.It traveled through me quickly like a flash, my body wanted more. With my lips locked on his, he grabbed my breast with his free hand and fondled my nipples through my thin dress. His hard cock brushed my legs lightly as he brought his tongue down to my hard nipples and licked them harshly. My legs were shaking as they could barely hold me anymore.I couldn’t see his face in the dark—only felt the weight of his want for me, the way he explored my body like a promise waiting to be claimed. My skin tingled, nerves lighting up one by one, every sanity left in

“I’m not going.”I folded my arms, leaning against the kitchen counter sipping my favourite cup of coffee as Sofia zipped up her dress with the confidence of someone who already knew she’d win.“You are,” she said without looking at me. “Because you’ve been walking around like the walls are listening, and I refuse to let you disappear into your head.”“I’m fine,” I lied.The truth was, the last place I wanted to be was a crowded club filled with strangers, flashing lights, and too many unknown variables. Loud music wouldn’t drown out the feeling crawling under my skin.She turned, eyes sharp. “You haven’t been fine since that man walked into your café.”My stomach tightened. “He didn’t do anything. He drank his coffee and left.”“That’s what worries me.”I looked away. “Clubs are loud. Crowded. That’s not exactly comforting right now.”“Exactly why we’re going,” she countered. “No shadows. No silence. Just music, people minding their businesses and some bad decisions.” She said with a

Alessia’s POVWhen he left the café, the silence didn't feel right. The music was still playing, but the place no longer felt the same. It was colder, heavier, like something important had passed through and taken the warmth with it, I wondered if everyone else felt it.I stayed behind the counter, staring at the space where he had stood. My hands tightly rested on the surface, but I didn’t realize it until my fingers started to ache. My body still felt tense, like it was trying to catch up with the fact that he was gone. My nipples still felt as hard as a rock, too.Sofia was watching me, trying to read my mood.I noticed it when I finally looked up. Her expression wasn’t curious or amused. It was sharp and serious. The kind of look she only gave when she sensed trouble, I knew I was in for tons of questions I didn't even have answers to.She walked over to the door without saying anything, flipped the OPEN sign to CLOSED, and locked it. The sound of the lock clicking into place felt