All Chapters of Married To My Father’s Enemy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Price for peace

FINA I was still warm from the gym when everything fell apart. That pleasant burn lingered in my thighs, my shoulders loose, my lungs open from the last run on the treadmill. I felt good—clear-headed, calm, almost light. I hadn’t realized how rare that feeling was until it was already slipping away. Bruno didn’t complain the entire drive home, which should have warned me. Normally, he always did. About my clothes. About men staring. About how my father would lose his mind if he knew what I wore outside the house. But this time, he said nothing. His hands stayed locked on the steering wheel, knuckles pale, jaw tight. “Cousin? Why are you so quiet?” I asked, taking a sip of water. “I’m not,” he said too quickly. I turned toward the window, watching the familiar road curve toward home. The gates were open. Wide open. My stomach dipped. Our gates were never open. The estate came into view, and my steps slowed even before the car stopped. Black vehicles filled the driveway—sle

Early wedding present

FINA I didn’t remember running. Only the sound of my bedroom door slamming shut and the lock clicking into place beneath my shaking fingers. My chest burned, breaths coming too fast, too shallow, like my body was trying to outrun something it couldn’t escape. “No—no—no—” I whispered, backing away from the door. Almost immediately, hands struck the wood. “Fina,” my mother called, her voice breaking. “Open the door.” My grandmother joined her, knocking harder, praying in Italian, pleading. I pressed my back against the door, sliding down until I was sitting on the floor, knees pulled to my chest. “Leave me alone!” I screamed. “All of you—leave me alone!” The words tore out of me, raw and desperate. “I’m not marrying him,” I shouted. “I won’t marry a man twice my age. A man old enough to be my father’s shadow. I won’t do it!” My voice cracked. My throat ached. Silence followed. Heavy. I laughed once, hysterical, then buried my face in my hands. Five years ago, I had stood in

Spread those legs wider

FINA I couldn’t breathe. The video kept playing even after my mind refused to accept it—Dario standing in front of the gates, speaking calmly with the manager, his hand resting casually in his pocket like he belonged there. Like it had always been his. The sign above the entrance was clear. Casa Serena. My orphanage. My chest tightened painfully. “Dario why do you have a video of that place?” I whispered, my voice shaking despite my effort to sound steady. “What are you doing at my orphanage?” He watched me over the rim of his glass, eyes unreadable, then took a slow sip of whiskey. “Well,” he said calmly, “since your father decided to pay his debts with blood and flesh…” His gaze flicked to me briefly. “…everything attached to you now belongs to me.” I shook my head violently. “No. That’s not possible. I never signed anything to you.” “You didn’t need to,” he replied. “I bought it.” The words slammed into me. I lunged forward without thinking. “You had no

What’s my name?

FINAIn one stride, he was there again, between my legs. I lay back, hands shaking as I gripped the edge of the counter, and unexpectedly his fingers grazed my clit.A moan slipped through my stiff lips.“So wet, Ikkohafina…” he murmured. “You hate me this much, yet you’re extra wet for me?” he teased as his fingers played with my folds.“Hmm…” I moaned when I tried to speak, forming nothing but incoherent sounds.“What was that?” he teased further, not letting up until my body trembled beneath his touch.When he finally released me from his fingers, he lowered himself until his head was between my legs. I tried to squirm away, panic fluttering in my chest, but his grip tightened around my thigh and waist, holding me firmly in place.He pulled me to the edge of the counter, my legs skillfully twisted in his hands, locked in a grip I could never escape from.He inhaled deeply, lingering there for long seconds, before finally dragging his tongue from my asshole to my pussy.I shivered.

Obedience is not weakness

FinaI was still standing there, wrapped in nothing but shame and heat, when I felt it—a presence that wasn’t his.“Oh—”The gasp tore out of me before I could stop it.The woman didn’t flinch.She was older, calm, her silver-streaked hair pulled into a neat bun, eyes warm but observant. She took in the scene in one glance—me barefoot, shaken, the echo of something intimate still hanging in the air—and didn’t ask a single question.She only smiled gently.“Come, cara,” she said, already draping a soft blanket around my shoulders. “You’ll catch cold.”Her touch was motherly, grounding. I clutched the blanket like it was the only solid thing left in the world.I glanced around instinctively.He was truly gone.No sign of Dario. No sound. Just silence and the steady rhythm of my own breathing.“I’m Rita,” the woman said as she led me down the hallway. “I’ve been with this house for two years.”The mansion stretched endlessly before us. I remembered it from my childhood—running through t

Let Rio help you bathe

Fina’s pov At first, I thought I was dreaming. Hands moved over me—slow, deliberate, knowing. Not frantic. Not searching. As if whoever touched me already knew every inch of my body and was simply reminding me of it. Fingers skimmed my calves, traced the curve behind my knees, slid higher, lingering at my thighs with a patience that made my stomach tighten. I shifted in my sleep, a soft sound escaping me before I could stop it. Then the air changed. Cold brushed over my skin, sharp and real, slicing through the warmth of the dream. A breeze—night air—slid across my body, raising goosebumps along my arms, my stomach, my legs. My eyes flew open. I sucked in a breath so hard it burned. Darkness greeted me. Not the soft darkness of my childhood room. This was deeper. Heavier. The kind that pressed in on you, thick with silence and secrets. I lay frozen, heart slamming against my ribs, and then memory crashed into me all at once. The Severo estate. The walls. The silence. The

Desperately need to finger-fuck you

The convoy moved like a quiet threat. One car in front. One behind. Ours in the middle.The car was a sleek black machine worth more than most people’s houses. Soft leather seats, dim gold lighting along the panels, tinted windows that turned the outside world into nothing but blurred lights. The engine purred instead of roared. Even the silence inside it felt expensive.I had grown up in luxury. Wealth was not new to me.But this — this was different. This wasn’t comfort. This was power on wheels.I sat stiffly by the window, watching the city lights streak past. My reflection stared back at me — red dress hugging every curve, neckline daring without being vulgar, hair pinned high in a clean bun that exposed my neck like an offering.I looked beautiful, while he looked devastating.Dark suit tailored perfectly. His hair braided back neatly. A watch on his wrist that probably cost more than my orphanage’s yearly expenses.My orphanage.The thought tightened something in my chest.This

Fuck, you soaked your underwear, Wife

FinaSlowly, he teased my folds, my underwear still blocking direct contact. I tried to hold it in, but my moans slipped past me anyway.“Hmmm… ahhhh…”“That’s it,” he whispered, his mouth an inch from mine, our breaths brushing against each other.He applied more pressure and I screamed. Fuck — the way he twirled his fingers over my clit, even with my underwear obstructing my flesh, it felt so damn good.“Look at me, Fina. I’d love to see your face when you come all over my fingers.”The dirty things he said made their way to my heart and settled there. I was supposed to hate this man for stealing me away and ruining my perfectly planned future, but my body believed otherwise.I’d been with someone before. He wasn’t my first, but I wasn’t far from being a virgin either.“Fuck, you soaked your underwear, Wife.” His fingers played with the damp material, his eyes never leaving mine. It was like he was looking straight into my soul — like he’d claimed me and etched his name there.It sc

Don’t you dare try shit with me tonight

FinaThe night air hit my skin as I stepped out.The mansion loomed ahead of us — massive, intimidating in its polished arrogance. Black stone walls. Tall glass windows glowing from within. The kind of place built not just for wealth, but for dominance.The driveway was lined with cars, sleek and dark, engines still ticking from recent arrival. Men stood in clusters, guns resting casually at their sides like accessories. Not hidden. Just there. A quiet reminder of what this world truly was.Security was everywhere.But this wasn’t the loud, flashy Nostra gatherings I’d attended with my parents. Those had music spilling into the gardens, laughter too loud, politics disguised as celebration. Those parties had champagne fountains and women dressed to outshine one another.This felt different.Quieter and controlled. Intimate in a way that made it more dangerous.Dario’s men were already positioned — near the entrance, along the perimeter, eyes scanning, hands resting close to their weapo

Pushing your luck tonight, wife.

When I walked back from the bathroom, I expected Dario to be sitting exactly where I left him — composed, pretending nothing in the world could move him.He wasn’t there, but his bodyguard was. That alone told me he hadn’t gone far.I sat down slowly, smoothing my dress over my thighs. The room felt warmer and louder now, I reached for another glass of champagne from a passing tray.If he thought I was going to sit quietly and behave like an obedient bride-to-be in front of his partners then he got it wrong. I lifted the glass — and that was when I found him.Across the room, standing with a cluster of men. He looked exactly like he belonged at the center of power. One hand in his pocket, the other holding a drink he wasn’t even sipping from.As if he felt me watching him, his gaze lifted.It landed on me immediately. I didn’t look away.Instead, I raised my glass slightly in his direction, like a mock toast.His eyebrows drew together in a subtle warning.I smiled. Then I drank the

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