All Chapters of SIN WITH ME FOR JUST ONE NIGHT: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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Liar

There he was.Alessandro. Back at home yet it was still midday. He stepped inside with his jaw clenched tight.His gaze flicked from me to Jack in a split second, taking everything in, the tension, the silence, the photo frame now slightly tilted on the table.For a moment, none of us spoke.Then I stood up quickly. “Alessandro... I—uh—Jack’s here because we needed to talk about last night.”Alessandro’s eyes locked on mine. “You okay?”I nodded once. “Yeah. Just… trying to piece things together.” His gaze shifted to Jack, then back to me. “Alright.” He retorted. No questions. No accusations. Just that calm, heavy voice of his. He walked into the room further, not bothering to take off his coat, and dropped into the armchair across from us deliberately not joining us on the couch, but close enough to watch.Jack cleared his throat awkwardly. “Mr Alessandro. Uh, sorry for barging into your place",Alessandro just nodded his head with his expression blank. “It’s fine.”I sat down again,

Don't make me wait

“Pack your things and we go,”I couldn’t tell if he was being serious or if this was some twisted game he was playing but I wasn’t ready to be part of anything involving him.“No.”The word came out before I could stop it.Alessandro’s eyes darkened immediately and moved more nearer to me. Before I could retreat, his hand shot out and seized my jaw with a grip that sent a jolt straight down my spine. It was not harsh but firm enough to still my breath."Nikolai you know it that I don't usually repeating myself", His thumb brushed the edge of my lower lip as he leaned in, his voice a rasp of thunder."Alessandro not toda....", He didn’t allow me to finish my wordsHis lips instantly crashed into mine with a force that stole every breath from my lungs. It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t sweet. It was raw, claiming, possessive as if he could silence every protest with a kiss.I struggled, at first.Not because I didn’t want it... but because I did. Too much. That terrified me more than his grip

Date ruined

"Will Alessandro divorce me and marry Leah?","Nikolai",I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up to Alessandro, seeing that Carmen had left and it was just the two of us now."Yes?" I cleared my throat. "Sorry, what did you say?"Alessandro, who looked so handsome, with his messy styled short dark hair and his expensive suit with his shirt opened... he looked like he belonged here, like an expensive piece of art, didn't say anything for a moment but then there was me...Fuck, I felt so uncomfortable.I shifted in my seat, trying to pretend I didn’t feel like every breath was too loud, every movement wrong, every second that passed a mistake ticking louder in my ears."I asked what you wanted to drink." He said, his eyes piercing into mine. "What's wrong?"Swallowing the air, I forced a smile, though it felt stiff and artificial on my face. “Nothing, really. I just... zoned out.”I shouldn't have come here... maybe this is a mistake, it's too soon, after being kidnapped and after kn

Night out together

“Tonight we are?” I echoed, mouth slightly agape.Alessandro’s eyes gleamed with amusement. “Yes.” His voice was a whisper against my ear as he stepped in close behind me, the heat of his body ghosting over my damp skin. “You can be shy the whole time if you want.”His lips brushed my earlobe. “I think it’s cute.”“Men aren’t cute,” I groaned, swatting at his hand half-heartedly as I pulled away to get dressed, my cheeks burning.“Whatever, let’s go,” I muttered, trying to sound casual as I turned away with cheeks still burning.Fifteen minutes later, we were gliding through the city in one of Alessandro’s sleek black cars. Antonio didn’t speak at all. Neither did Alessandro. Not at first. But his hand rested possessively on my thigh the whole way steady, warm, and impossible to ignore.When the car finally pulled up, my jaw almost hit the floor.Lucrezia.A place I’d only ever seen in magazines or overheard in whispered gossip. The kind of restaurant where celebrities dined behind ve

Challenging him

I'm weak.Too fucking weak.I let him get too close to me. Yes, I couldn't deny it now.He got under my skin like no other woman had done before. The way he moved, the way he looked at me, even the smallest, quietest sigh from him each one carved a deeper mark inside me.I apologized. I fucking apologized to him. I never apologize to anyone. Pride has always been my armor, my fortress. But for him, I broke down that wall. If he had asked me to drop to my fucking knees in front of him, I would have. And the thought pissed the shit out of me. Alessandro Costello dropped to his knees for a fellow man... scratch that — for a boy.No body's tears have ever affected me, if anything, I always thought of them as a sign of weakness, a way people tried to manipulate or crumble under pressure. But I couldn't bear the sight of his tears. Watching him so fucking unhappy messed with my sanity, rattled my core. I want him back. I want that innocence, that doe-eyed look back. I want his fucking smile

No longer fear him

"I'm sorry, Niko, I'm sorry I let them take you, I'm sorry I wasn't there," his voice was so low, so hushed, it barely skimmed the edge of my hearing even though his mouth was right next to my ear. It wasn’t just soft it was broken, like a confession he didn’t know how to make.My whole body trembled, breath ragged and shallow. His warmth pressed against me and it was suffocating."No! You are not sorry!" I choked out through my sobs, my voice hoarse and raw. "I know I don't matter to you, I know I don't mean anything to anyone, least of all you!" The words spilled out like a wound tearing open, years of pain behind them, aching to be heard."Shh... I'll make it alright, I promise," he whispered, a vow carried in his breath.I tried to shake my head, tried to shake off the fantasy. "You can't! You can't." My voice cracked on the last word, brittle and hopeless."I will, I need you to trust me, okay?" he murmured, his lips brushing soft kisses against my temple, like he could press awa

Hate him

Another day...Another morning...Still, it did nothing to calm the turmoil I felt inside of me. Everything around me was just the same but I didn't feel the way I used to. I feel hateful all the time, anger is the only emotion coursing through my veins right now.It bubbled and twisted beneath my skin, simmering like lava waiting to erupt. The light that used to reach into the cracks of my soul no longer touched me. Everything felt dimmer, darker, like I was trapped beneath a fog that refused to lift.Ten days, I spent ten days in that cell but it felt like a year. It felt as if that cell didn't belong in this world, time passed by slowly there.The walls of that place were not just cold, they were suffocating. They fed on my silence, devoured my sanity. Seconds dragged like hours, and hours bled into eternity. No sunlight, no sound but the echo of my own shallow breathing and the ghost of footsteps I learned to dread.I looked out of the window and felt nothing... this view always b

Wanted him so much

I moved faster, chasing the pressure building between us, my moans falling freely as heat wrapped around every nerve. His name spilled from my lips like a prayer, and his grip on my hips tightened, guiding me harder, deeper.I felt him throb inside me, and my own climax crept closer, tension curling in my core until it was too much to bear.At that point, Alessandro decided to crank it up a notch. He held the back of my thighs, holding me in place and started slamming upwards into me at a brutal continuous speed."Holy fucking sh-." I screamed out, my breath hitch with each syllable as the air left my lungs and I was rendered incapable of finishing the sentence. Alessandro was relentless, thrusting into me until it felt like I was floating on a cloud of untainted pleasure with the inability to grip reality.I couldn’t stop the moans that spilled from my lips as he drove into me with relentless precision. Each thrust hit deeper, rougher, and it lit something inside me—something wild an

Ride me

My knees hit the floor with a soft thud, and I didn’t dare look up. The carpet scraped against my skin, grounding me as everything inside me burned with desperation. Alessandro stood above me like a shadow, a god of punishment and pleasure wrapped into one devastating presence.He circled me slowly, fingers grazing the back of my neck, light as air but heavy with promise. “Good boy,” he murmured again, that same low purr that unraveled me from the inside out.I swallowed hard, throat dry. My skin was still throbbing, a roadmap of every touch he left behind. I was trembling part from pain, part from the anticipation that clung to my bones.He stopped in front of me, unbuckling his belt with deliberate slowness, eyes never leaving mine. “You don’t get to finish until you’ve earned it,” he said, voice like velvet wrapped around steel. “And I don’t think you’ve earned it yet, do you?”I shook my head, lips parted but no sound coming out.“Use your words, Nikolai.”My stomach fluttered. “N

Get down on your knees

Why did I want to be spanked until my ass was raw?The idea of being completely consumed by him, of surrendering to the overwhelming force of his touch, sent a thrill through me. I wanted to be grabbed, to be held in a way that made every part of me burn. It felt dangerous, reckless and I hated myself for wanting it."Oh, you dirty little..." He murmured in realisation and paused, seeking any sort of objection to him finishing that sentence and when he didn't find any, he bent down eye level and whispered, "gay"I breathed out, feeling a strange euphoric feeling wash over me. My hand reached down to my dick, desperate and aching for any friction. Alessandro grabbed my wrist hard, almost bruising the skin but successfully stopping me."No. You're not allowed to." He was stern with his words and I nodded even though my dick was throbbing badly."Turn around, on your knees." He said softly, caressing my cheek with his knuckles. I knew what was coming -and I could sense he knew exactly ho

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