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Don’t Touch Me

Present Time Eliana was getting on his last nerves as she sat on the cold tile floor. He had taken her to his room, where she would be under his strict supervision, but that had backfired on him. Tears flowed down her face, her cheeks tinged red. She kept asking for Giulio and if he was okay, which he was, but Cesare wouldn’t tell her. He would use it to his advantage. He stepped towards her in a desperate act to lift her back onto the bed, but Eliana shrieked. “Don’t touch me!” She heaved, the tears uncontrollable, and wrapped her hands around herself. She recoiled into the small table behind her. She was retreating into her head, and he wouldn’t let her. She was going to get lost. He knelt down close to her, raking his shaky hand through his shaggy hair before dropping it onto the floor, feeling the instant coldness against his palm. “Baby, please stand up. Can you—” “Giulio? What about Giulio? Tell me, Cesare!” Her voice broke, and he felt his damn heart breaking too, s

Last Updated : 2026-09-23

Don’t Cry. I’m Such A Fool

Eliana pushed the shirt off Cesare’s shoulders, working the buttons with her shaky hands. She hiccuped, tears lodging in her throat. Seeing Cesare healed so many things in her. He didn’t want to tell her about Giulio. That was obvious, for a reason she didn’t yet know. The things he did always came with an ulterior motive. She would find out after they were done. He couldn’t hide Giulio from her forever. She was just worried. Being at peace while he might be burning up somewhere in pain ached her heart. No one should suffer the consequences of her carelessness. Her face fell with her shoulders. Her head was throbbing. The smile she’d been wearing dissolved into a frown. She wouldn’t be at peace until she knew no one got hurt from her inattentiveness while doing a simple thing like baking. “What happened? Are you okay? Maybe we should leave it for another day. It’s already—” She took Cesare’s face into her hands. The “A” tattooed under his left eye shone like he had renew

Last Updated : 2026-09-23

Feels So Good

“How are you feeling?” “Okay… you—” “Sit up and place your hands behind you,” Cesare said and gripped her face so they would see face to face. “It’s just a simple move. I want—” “You don’t have to eat me out, Cesare. I… ahh—” Before she could complete her words, knowing she wouldn’t do what he said, Cesare had knelt on the bed and latched his mouth on her clit. Eliana moaned loudly. Her head thrashed at the sensation that coursed through her veins and her legs almost gave out, but he held them up. “Cesa… uhhh… ahh.” Her toes curled at the stroke of his tongue on her clit and then he had to take her pussy lips and suck them. Her body shook, her eyes rolling into her head. No one could ever do it like Cesare did it with her. Not like she had had sex with people or anyone who isn’t Cesare. Her first in everything but couldn’t be her last. She wouldn’t make such a heavy mistake. “Fuck me already,” she mewled. He was sucking her like he was thirsty and she was the quench to hi

Last Updated : 2026-09-24

Naples

Eliana was out. Cesare pulled out from her and rolled away. He came down from the bed and picked up his boxers, shirt, and trousers. After putting on his clothes, he gazed at her, then ran his hand through his hair. He dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out his phone. He opened it and went to his contacts, then tapped a number. The call went through, and the person answered. Cesare moved away from the bed and walked out of the room. “Boss.” “Where are you?” Cesare licked his lips. “At the club. Something came up with the girls. I—” “Can you make it tonight?” “Yes.” “Okay. I have something important to tell you.” “Okay, boss.” Cesare cut the call. He couldn’t tell him what he wanted through the phone. No one needed to know what was about to happen. And Andrea needed to leave with them out of the country. He crossed the hallway to the room just a few feet away from his own. He opened the door and closed it behind him. He crossed the room and went to the door on

Last Updated : 2026-09-24

Sell The Little Bitch

Age Thirteen Recollection Heavy knocks rattled the front door. Eliana lounged on the threadbare cushion in the living room, a book balanced in one hand, her legs tucked beneath her. She turned a page. Another knock shook the door. She barely looked up. This was normal. On weekends, strangers came to their house with hard faces and weapons in their hands. Some knocked. Others pounded until the walls trembled. A few shouted threats through the door. Sometimes, they got tired of waiting and left. Eliana always prayed they would be the ones who came and went. The doorknob rattled violently. Then came another series of blows, followed by muffled shouting. Her fingers tightened around the edge of the book. This sounded different. She sighed and closed it. Her mother could deal with them. She always did when they came around. Eliana rose from the cushion, ready to call for her. Her mother was in her bedroom with her boyfriend. Their muffled moans and the rhythmic slap of skin ag

Last Updated : 2026-09-25

Sold

Continuation “We’ve been driving for hours, Mom. Where are we going?” Eliana turned toward her mother in the passenger seat. “Sit properly and put your fucking seat belt on.” Nancy glanced at her before returning her eyes to the road. “But, Mom—” “Let me think, please. You do nothing but give me problems. Just leave me alone, Eliana.” Eliana pressed her lips together and picked at the hem of her dress. She stared out the window instead. The journey continued for another hour before Nancy turned onto a quieter road. Eliana straightened. Tall ornamental shrubs lined both sides of the road, their branches trimmed into perfect shapes. At the end stood a towering wrought-iron gate. A man stood beside it. A gun was strapped across his body. Eliana's stomach tightened. Nancy slowed the car and stopped. “Don't get out,” she ordered. “Stay here. I'm coming back.” Eliana nodded. Nancy pushed open the driver's door and stepped out. The moment she approached the gate, the guard's ha

Last Updated : 2026-09-25

Sold 2

Continuation “Your mother is not coming back. You should stop crying.” Eliana flinched where she sat on the floor and slowly looked over her shoulder. An older man stood behind her, his face unreadable. He was tall, far taller than she was and the sight of him standing so close made her shrink instinctively against the door. His deep brown eyes remained fixed on her, steady and watchful beneath the wrinkles gathered at their corners. There was something unsettling about the way he looked at her, as if he had already decided she had no reason to fear him. “Stop crying. You’re no longer a kid.” His voice was calm. Too calm. Eliana's gaze drifted over him. His salt-and-pepper hair was slicked neatly back, and a gray-streaked goatee framed his mouth. A tailored navy suit hugged his broad frame, the expensive watch on his wrist catching the chandelier's light whenever he moved. Nothing about him looked frightening and that scared her more. Eliana scoffed. Everyone kept telling

Last Updated : 2026-09-25

Naples 2

Current Time Eliana yawned, opened her eyes, and stretched her arms around her. She squinted as she tried rolling around the soft bed. Everywhere was too bright, like she was sleeping in the middle of a beach. She blinked her eyes, then steadied her vision to look at her surroundings. Her brain felt mushed. She woke up because of the nightmare she was having. That was what she would call dreaming about yourself when you were sold by your own mother. A nightmare. She had suppressed those memories and tried living through each day, but they always surfaced to the top of her mind. No matter how much she tried. Eliana clutched her head. Her temple and the area around her eyes ached so badly. The headache felt like it would split her head open at any second. When she was abused and left to fend for herself in a stranger’s house. A male stranger. At thirteen years old. Headache would be your steady aftermath of recollecting such memories. Eliana exhaled and hit her head back a

Last Updated : 2026-09-26

You Hate Me

All of them looked at each other, then one of them said, “Boss is coming.” Eliana nodded her head and stepped back, still pointing the gun at them. Her threats must have reached Cesare’s ears. Good. That was what she wanted. In less than five minutes of her standing there with the gun, an SUV drove straight toward her, then slowed down and stopped in front of her. Giulio was inside. Eliana released a shaky breath, the gun slipping free from her hand and falling to the ground, but she didn’t care as she opened the door and jumped into the car. She crossed over the console in the middle and hugged him. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she sobbed into his body. She thought something bad must have happened to him, but he was okay. Eliana pulled back and looked at him, her gaze running over his body. Her hands almost followed her eyes, but she stopped herself and held onto his shoulders instead. “You’re okay?” He nodded, smiling. Giulio was the big brother she wished she had al

Last Updated : 2026-09-27

I Do

“Ana.” Eliana heard Cesare’s voice as he called her name, his hands grabbing her waist to lift her, but she thrashed in his hold. Her hair flew out of the band holding it and scattered over her face. She shrieked, scrambling backward. “Ana. It’s for a time. We would get divorced after a year or two. Just…” Eliana scoffed, pushing the hair away from her face. A scornful laugh left her. She guffawed, but it quickly turned into cries. “You want me to believe you would let me go after what? One? Two years?” Of marriage. When he couldn’t let her out of his sight for a minute. Marriage. He would have her where he always wanted her. Bound to him forever. “I’m not getting married to an evil murderer like you. You’re disgusting, and I hate you. I regret the day I met you, and I wish you would die!” she yelled. She heaved, her hair flying around her face. He was a murderer, and she knew he killed people who did them harm. The Camorra was evil and vile. Living with their ex-Capo ha

Last Updated : 2026-09-28

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