Todos os capítulos de CAGED: SINFUL PLEASURES WITH THE DON AND HIS DAUGHTER : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Nathan’s POV Harder, Nathan!” A moan escaped Andrew's lips, his back arching, and his fingers sliding into the bedsheets of his bed while I drove my cock deep inside of him. “Fuck,” I groaned as I started moving, sliding in and out of him with slow strokes that turned into fast, harder slamming and shook the bedstand. “Oh God,” Andrew cried out, his breathing turning shallow as sweat dropped our body. “Yes! You are hitting the right spot! Fuck me harder! Christ, yes!” My fingers tangled in his hair and pulled hard on it. “Do you want more?” I pulled out like a tease, paused, then slammed back into him with force. Andrew moaned in response, unable to get a word out of him as my rough hands slipped out of his hair and fell back up his ass. I pulled them apart as I slammed deeper into him. “Fucccckkkk!” His whole body trembled as I thrust harder into him, climax hitting us both with hot, blinding tears that left us both gasping for air. I slipped out my cock with r

Seraphina’s POV The moment I got out of the dungeon, I let out a deep breath I hadn't realized I was holding before rushing towards the servants quarters. Marta was right there, shivering and looking like she was ready to faint. Yeah, you guessed right. She was my favorite maid, and unfortunately, fortunately, the maid I had chosen to use to get to my Nathan. “The dress. Now,” I whispered. I took off the maid's uniform in one swift motion, slipping my silk night robe back on as I shoved the uniform back into Marta's trembling hands. “If my father finds out I was in there, I'll make sure he finds out you've been slimming from the wine cellar. Do we have an agreement?” That was the only threat I had on Marta whenever I wanted to do sneaky, dangerous things that involved my father's presence. Marta nodded so hard that her teeth wobbled. “Yes, Signorina Serafina.” I slipped out of the quarters after making sure no guards were in line and hurried back to my wing of the villa,

NATHANHours passed, days maybe, or even weeks—how the fuck was I supposed to know when I was still stuck here—caged and chained like an animal?My wrists were decorated with fresh bruises, where the chains dug deeper into my skin every time I moved. The dungeon reeked of my waste; my nose had gotten used to the odor. The only time it stunk less was when the maids came to clean after two days.I anticipated their arrival each time, not because I cared if they were cleaning, but because of her.Seraphina.Where the hell had she gone?She had promised she would help me, so what could have happened?Has Alessandro found out? Maybe he caught her sneaking into the dungeon?Or did she change her mind? Lied to give me some kind of hope? My head was in a constant question session anytime I didn't see her among the maids. I knew it was stupid of me to trust the words of the daughter of the man holding me captive.But she was literally my only ticket to leaving this place.The iron door crea

SERAPHINATears slipped from my eyes uncontrollably. “I'll get you out of there…”My fingers trembled as they brushed against Nathan's face on the laptop screen.“I'm so sorry, my love,” my voice was barely a whisper, muffled with tears. “I'm trying… I swear I am.”The live feed of the dungeon was playing on my tablet. I managed to connect it when I had access.Nathan sat with his back against the cold wall, his severely bruised wrists now chained above his head. His head hung low, his face thinner than it had been weeks ago, although it didn't affect his beauty; it was evident he was tired…exhausted…angry…drained.Every now and then his lips moved; sometimes he cursed loudly.Even laughed to himself.Other times he would stare straight into the camera, eyes blazing like he wanted to kill whoever was behind it.I paused the footage, wiping the tears that blurred my vision. “I hate seeing you like this,” I whispered, my hands tracing his image on the screen. “I'll fix this… somehow… j

Nathan The food had changed—not the taste; that was still as terrible as ever.But the portions had become bigger over the past few days. Warm meals had replaced the stale leftovers they used to throw at me like I was some stray animal.I wasn't naive enough to believe Alessandro had suddenly grown a conscience.Which only meant one person.Seraphina.A small smile tugged at my lips. Had she somehow convinced them to treat me better? Or was she secretly pulling strings behind the scenes?Either way, I wasn't complaining. Anything was better than starving.I dragged the tray closer with my foot before awkwardly pulling it onto my lap. My eyes scanned the food, and I shook my head. “A few weeks ago, I would've complained about this. Now I'd eat just about anything.”I scooped a spoonful into my mouth.Then another, and within minutes, the tray was empty.I gulped down the cup of water, leaning my head back against the damp wall, and closed my eyesA full stomach. I couldn't even remem