บททั้งหมดของ Bound to the Devil: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

The guilt had become a constant ache in Adrian’s chest, sharper with every new report of lost territory and defecting allies.Luca found him standing on the balcony at night, staring out at the glittering city. Without a word, he stepped behind Adrian, spun him around, and kissed him with bruising force. Clothes were torn away in seconds.Luca bent Adrian over the stone railing and thrust into him in one brutal stroke, fucking him hard under the open sky. The city lights sparkled far below as Luca pounded into him with raw, desperate fury.“You’re still carrying it,” Luca snarled, hips snapping forward. “The guilt. I see it every time you look at me. Stop punishing yourself for my choices.”Adrian moaned loudly, gripping the railing as every savage thrust drove Luca’s thick cock deeper. The wet, filthy sound of Luca’s earlier cum made each stroke even more obscene.“I can’t help it,” Adrian gasped. “You’re losing everything because of me.”Luca growled and fucked him even harder, one

The guilt had become Adrian’s shadow, following him into every corner of the Florence apartment.Luca found him in the studio at midnight, staring at a blank canvas. Without a word, he crossed the room, pulled the brush from Adrian’s fingers, and spun him around. The kiss was bruising, desperate.Luca bent Adrian over the work table and thrust into him in one brutal stroke, burying himself to the hilt. He fucked him hard and fast, hips snapping forward with raw need and frustration.“You’re still drowning in it,” Luca snarled, pounding into him. “The guilt. I see it every time you look at me. Stop punishing yourself for my choices.”Adrian moaned loudly, fingers gripping the edge of the table as every savage thrust drove Luca’s thick cock deeper. The wet, filthy sound of Luca’s earlier cum made each stroke even more obscene.“I can’t help it,” Adrian gasped. “You’re losing everything because of me. Your power. Your men. Your futureLuca growled and fucked him even harder, one hand fis

The guilt had become a living weight inside Adrian, crushing him more with every new loss.Luca found him in the studio again at dawn, staring at a blank canvas with empty eyes. Without a word, Luca crossed the room, pulled Adrian against his chest, and kissed him with bruising desperation.Clothes were torn away in seconds. Luca bent Adrian over the work table and thrust into him in one savage stroke, burying himself to the hilt. He fucked him hard and fast, hips snapping forward with raw, frustrated need.“You’re still drowning in it,” Luca snarled, pounding into him. The table shook beneath them. “The guilt. I see it every time you look at me. Every time Matteo brings another report of what I’ve lost.”Adrian moaned loudly, fingers gripping the edge of the table as every brutal thrust drove Luca’s thick cock deeper. The wet, filthy sound of Luca’s earlier cum made each stroke even more obscene.“I can’t stop it,” Adrian gasped. “You’re losing everything because of me. Your power. Y

The guilt had become Adrian’s constant shadow, heavier with every new report of lost territory and defecting allies.Luca found him in the studio at midnight, staring at a blank canvas with empty eyes. Without a word, Luca crossed the room, pulled Adrian against his chest, and kissed him with bruising desperation. Clothes were torn away in seconds.He bent Adrian over the work table and thrust into him in one brutal stroke, burying himself to the hilt. He fucked him hard and fast, hips snapping forward with raw, frustrated need.“You’re still drowning in it,” Luca snarled, pounding into him. The table shook beneath them. “The guilt. I see it every time you look at me. Every time Matteo brings bad news. Stop punishing yourself for my choices.”Adrian moaned loudly, fingers gripping the edge of the table as every savage thrust drove Luca’s thick cock deeper. The wet, filthy sound of Luca’s earlier cum made each stroke even more obscene.“I can’t help it,” Adrian gasped, voice cracking w

The guilt had become Adrian’s prison.He stood alone in the studio long after midnight, staring at the unfinished painting of Luca standing protectively in front of him. Luca found him there, silent and hollow, and the sight broke something in him.Luca crossed the room without a word, pulled Adrian against his chest, and kissed him with bruising desperation. Clothes were torn away in seconds.He bent Adrian over the work table and thrust into him in one brutal stroke, burying himself to the hilt. He fucked him hard and fast, hips snapping forward with raw, frustrated need.“You’re still drowning in it,” Luca snarled, pounding into him. The table shook beneath them. “The guilt. I see it every time you look at me. Every time Matteo brings bad news. Stop punishing yourself for my choices.”Adrian moaned loudly, fingers gripping the edge of the table as every savage thrust drove Luca’s thick cock deeper. The wet, filthy sound of Luca’s earlier cum made each stroke even more obscene.“I c