All Chapters of No Escape From Them : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Aurea's POV I sat sandwiched tightly between Vincenzo and Valerius in the car. Outside, the bright city lights blurred past the windows, but all my senses were completely locked onto the two broad-shouldered men walling me in."Look at you, carino," Vincenzo murmured, his voice so low that it vibrated against my neck. His broad hand, warm and heavy, slowly slid up the soft silk of my gown. His fingers mapped the curve of my thigh, slipping through the high slit until his palm rested flush against my bare skin. "Dressed up so beautifully for everyone to see, but soaked and sensitive just for us."My breath hitched, a soft gasp escaping my lips as his thumb began tracing dangerously slow, deliberate circles over my inner thigh."You think this pretty green dress protects you tonight, June?" Valerius growled from my left side, his own hand sliding under the hem of my dress on the opposite leg. His thick, calloused fingers pressed firmly into my flesh, parting my knees wider. "By the tim

Aurea's POV I took a sip of my drink, looking Sophia up and down with a calm smile. "You sound bitter, Sophia," I said smoothly, keeping my voice even and clear. "It must be terribly exhausting to spend so much time obsessing over two men who don't want you."Sophia froze in her place, her face turning red, while her lips parted in shock. Before she could continue, two imposing, figures stood on either side of me.The tension around us seemed to drop instantly as Vincenzo and Valerius stepped into the light. Vincenzo's hand immediately found its place at the small of my back, his thumb rubbing over the space there, while Valerius's grey eyes locked onto Sophia."Is there a problem here?" Valerius asked, his deep voice dropping into a low, dangerous register that made Sophia take a step back.I turned slightly into Vincenzo's touch, casting a subtle, glance up at him. I reached out, my fingers casually trailing along the lapel of his black tuxedo before resting gently on his chest."N

Aurea's POV The water ran down my skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat coursing through my veins. Every touch of their hands sent a chill through me. "Look at her, brother," Vincenzo growled low against my ear, his fingers working over my swollen clit. "She claims she doesn't remember, but her body is begging for it all over again.""Please..." I gasped out, my head rolling back against Vincenzo's chest. My back arched involuntarily as his thumb applied firm pressure, which made my knees buckle. "Vincenzo... oh god..."In front of me, Valerius stepped closer, his huge, heavy cock hanging between his thick thighs, veins wrapping around it like twisted ropes, brushed against my stomach. My hand instinctively reached out, wrapping tightly around the heated base of his cock, my fingers couldn't fully wrap around it.Valerius let out a dark growl as he clenched his jaw tightly as I began slowly pumping my hand up and down his length. "That's it, princess," he whispered, his hand

Vincenzo & ValeriusThe heavy silence hanging in the quiet room was suddenly shattered by a knock on the door.Inside the suite, Vincenzo and Valerius exchanged a knowing glance. Their eyes hardened instantly. Vincenzo pulled the silk cover up to Aurea’s chest, ensuring her sleep wasn’t disturbed, both brothers strolled toward the door.Valerius grabbed the handle and pulled the door wide open.The scene that greeted them in the hallway was an absolute spectacle.Gathered right outside the entrance was the entire Valli family—Aurea’s mother, her father, her grandmother, Julian, and Ethan, all looking visibly distressed and anxious. Standing directly behind the family was a dense wall of eager reporters and flashing media cameras.And standing right at the front of the crowd, positioned perfectly before the door with an arrogant, triumphant smirk plastered across her face, was a young woman.However, the second the door swung fully open to reveal the imposing, towering figures of Vince

Aurea's POV Continuing further down the east wing, the luxury decor slowly shifted into something older, more subdued. The walls here were thick stone, and the lighting was dimmer. At the very end of a narrow hallway, I stumbled upon a heavy iron door. It looked completely out of place compared to the rest of the doors. Curiously, I stepped up to the mysterious door and reached out, lightly grabbing the heavy handle. I pulled, but the door remained entirely solid and unyielding. The scanner blinked red once, emitting a quiet, low beep.A restricted area, I thought, raising an eyebrow. Probably where they keep their important stuff. Definitely not something I should be poking around in.Deciding not to push my luck, I turned on my heel and began making my way back toward the main entrance leading outside.Stepping out through the French doors, the fresh afternoon breeze hit my face, carrying the sweet, delicate scent of flowers. I walked down the steps into the mansion gardens-and fr