All Chapters of PROTECTED BY THE DEVIL: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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21. I Just Wanted to Be Free

DIANAMy mouth hung open. I couldn't process what he'd just said."You've got to be kidding me. I'm not marrying a stranger." The words came out sharp, disbelief ringing in my voice."That's not an option, Diana. This marriage is essential. It secures our position, strengthens the famiglia. You know how important that is—especially after what we've been through these past years.""I can't believe you're doing this to me." I pushed up from the chair, rage boiling under my skin. "I'm your sister, not some pawn in your game.""Sit down, Diana." Calm. But that tone—the one that meant it wasn't a request.I sat back down, reluctantly, arms locked tight across my chest."It's not fair, Alessandro. I don't even know this man. What if he's awful? What if he's—" My voice cracked. Frustration and fear tangled in my throat."Francesco is respectable, Diana. Prominent position. Powerful alliance. The rest of it hardly matters. Besides—you'll have time to get to know him." He paused, his e

22. Watching Her Sit Across From Another Man

ROCCOWe pulled up to Il Reggente, one of those restaurants the Italian elite flock to in Rome. Sunlight poured through the massive windows, catching on the plants scattered around the place, the cream-colored couches, the marble tables surrounded by elegant chairs.My focus was on Diana. On her safety. She walked ahead of me into the main dining room while the other guys hung back. I tried to keep my eyes on her hair—that sleek, straight fall of it—but there was no ignoring her legs with every step she took. Those silver heels made sure of it. The pale pink dress she wore hit mid-thigh, and I caught myself remembering the way I'd buried my face between those thighs, the taste of her still alive in my memory. Fuck. Stop looking. Jesus Christ.When we stepped into the main room, I spotted Francesco already seated at a table near the window. I'd never met him in person, but I knew exactly who he was from the news. Connected politician. Constantly tangled up in scandals and controvers

23. She Doesn’t Bow

ROCCO“Speaking of convents, I can’t imagine the food there is anything to write home about.” Francesco paused, his expression dripping with condescension. “I mean, doesn’t look like you suffered much from a strict diet, am I right?” He laughed—a cold, hollow sound.“If you’re implying something about my weight, Senator, I should tell you I don’t see anything wrong with it. And it’s not relevant to this conversation.” Her voice stayed calm, but there was a blade underneath.The senator laughed again, but this time there was a rougher edge to it.“Didn’t mean to offend, my dear. Just curious. These days, appearance matters. Especially in our world.” He shot a sideways glance at the women around them—all rail-thin, all fitting the same mold.My jaw tightened as I watched Francesco make Diana measure herself against those overly skinny women. There was nothing wrong with her body. Quite the opposite—Diana had a perfect, healthy body. Soft curves that made anyone stop and look. This

24. “Let’s Go.”

DIANAI couldn’t wait for this lunch to be over so I could say goodbye to the boorish little man sitting across from me. Marry this middle-aged playboy? Alessandro had to be joking. I’d held myself back at least ten times this morning from slapping him across the face.But how was I going to make my brother change his mind? Since I was little, Alessandro had always been decisive. He never went back on his choices. Well, he was going to have to this time. But deep down, I knew he was stubborn enough to force me down the aisle with this man. Sometimes I was even afraid of my own brother. Because I knew him too well. Knew what that psychopath was capable of.A torrential rain was falling outside when I finally stood up to leave.“I need to head home now. It was a pleasure meeting you, Signor Visconti.” I forced a fake smile as I grabbed my bag.“Already? That’s a shame, Diana. I would’ve liked more time to get to know you. Just so you know, I sacrificed an important parliamentary se

25. One Wall Between Us

DIANA“What? You know the rain outside hasn’t stopped, right?” Francesco shot back. “The city’s a mess. They just messaged me.”Francesco lifted his chin, and I turned my gaze to Rocco, looking for a solution.“We’re going to have to spend the night in Rome. The rain hasn’t let up,” Rocco explained, leaving no room for argument.“We’ll go to a hotel?” I asked, trying to find an alternative.“No. There’s a place here for VIP guests and investors. You’ll sleep there.”“Fine.” I resigned myself.“And you’re just going to leave me here?” Francesco protested, indignant.Rocco turned to him, his expression cold as ice.“The night’s over, Visconti. Diana’s going to rest now.”Francesco, ignoring Rocco, turned to me.“My dear, aren’t you going to invite me to stay?”“Go home, Visconti,” Rocco cut in, clearly impatient.“I’m not talking to you, bodyguard,” Francesco shot back.Rocco stepped forward. Francesco cleared his throat and quickly backpedaled.“I mean, I usually stay in

26. He Warned Me

DIANAI knocked with my knuckles on the door ahead. Within seconds—like someone had been waiting—it swung open. A hand grabbed my arm and yanked me inside. I gasped, almost screamed, but Rocco clamped his hand over my mouth before I could. He shut the door and pinned me against it.“What are you doing here?”He took his hand away. I smiled sheepishly.“I can’t sleep. Can I stay here with you?”He tilted his head back slightly, wearing that you’re my biggest problem today expression. I smiled, looked over his shoulder, and noticed how massive his room was.“Wow, your room is way bigger. Why didn’t they give me one like this?”I slipped out from under his arms and looked around. He even had a hot tub. The gaming table was much more spacious too.“You can’t stay here, Diana. If someone catches you—”“No one’s going to see us here. Not unless you tell them.” I faced him again.He stopped, leaning against the corner of the table. His bare stomach and black pants formed an irresis

27. Make Me Yours

DIANAMy dress rode up and bunched. I felt his hard length inside his pants pressing directly against my pussy, covered only by the thin fabric of my panties. A wave of heat coursed through my body, my breathing turning ragged.He held me firmly, his fingers stroking my thighs in a way that made every hair on my body stand on end.Rocco leaned forward, his lips nearly touching my earlobe, and whispered, his voice thick and serious:“I’m ready to pay up.”His hand slid slowly up my arm, leaving a trail of heat that made my body tremble.He leaned in, his lips grazing my skin from my neck to my ear. His fingers found my hair, threading through it with purpose. I shivered when he pulled gently, tilting my head back, exposing my vulnerable throat.His lips met mine slowly, and his tongue slipped into my mouth.His tongue toyed with mine, playing, dancing in a rhythm that was almost obscene. His free hand slid down my spine, pulling me closer until there was no space left between u

28. Claimed by the Devil

DIANAHe positioned himself between my open legs, his eyes locked on mine. With one hand, he gripped the base of his cock, guiding the hot, pulsing head to my wet entrance.The initial touch made my whole body shudder, a low moan escaping my lips. He rubbed the head back and forth, spreading my arousal, making my body tremble with want."It's going to hurt a little, Diana. I promise I'll go slow so I don't tear you up, but there's still going to be some pain.""I don't care about the pain." I was more afraid he'd back out at the last second.He studied my face for a moment, then murmured in a rough voice:"Breathe deep, Diana."I did what he asked. With one firm push, he started pressing in, the head forcing its way into my tight entrance. When he finally penetrated me, a guttural sound tore from my throat.He went slow, every inch entering with almost cruel precision, stretching my inner walls until pleasure started to build."Fuck, you're so goddamn tight." He growled agains

29. The Morning After Sin

ROCCOAfter a night of nothing but sex, Diana was curled against my chest, clinging to me like I was some giant teddy bear. I normally didn't like cuddling after. But this was different. It was her first time, and for some reason, I didn't want to be rough with her right now. So I let her stay wrapped around me.I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed my phone to check the time. My brow furrowed when I saw it was already getting light out. Time had gone too fast. I looked back at Diana, watching her sleep peacefully. My gaze dropped to her round ass, and I felt myself getting hard again, wanting more of her. But it was time for her to get back to her room before someone noticed."Diana." I stroked her shoulder.She murmured something unintelligible, shifting a little, but didn't fully wake. I traced my fingers along her cheek and called again:"Diana. You need to go."Her eyes opened slowly, sleepy and confused. She lifted her head, looking at me with those brown eyes full of def

30. Sold to the Enemy

DIANA"Where's Don Alessandro?" I asked the first person I saw when I walked through the front door.The staff member hesitated for a second before answering."Signor Alessandro is upstairs in his office."My gaze shot to the staircase, and I felt fire building in my chest. I took a deep breath, trying to control the rage boiling inside me. That asshole is going to deal with me. Without a second thought, I started climbing the stairs, each step making my heart pound harder.At the top, I walked straight to Alessandro's office. No knock. I pushed the door open and walked in, greeted by a wave of heat and the thick smell of cigar smoke. The room was full of men, all of them stopping their conversations to look at me.Alessandro lifted his head, a cigar between his lips, his face cold and impassive as always."Diana. You're back.""I need to talk to you. Now."His brow furrowed. He paused for a beat, then said:"As you can see, I'm busy. We'll talk later."He looked away and resumed his

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