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Chapter 45: The DeLuca Feast The grand hall of the DeLuca estate was adorned with golden chandeliers, velvet drapes, and the lingering scent of expensive cigars and aged whiskey. Tonight was a night of triumph—a celebration of Dante’s ascension as the new head of the DeLuca empire. The air buzzed with murmurs, a mix of admiration and fear for the man who had ruthlessly eliminated all opposition, including his own father.

Chapter 143 Third-Person POV She walked into the living room and absently flipped on the television. As expected, every channel was discussing Damien and Rose, talking about their kiss and their love story. A paparazzi shot of them, drenched and wrapped around each other, filled the screen. The caption read: "FROM CONTRACT TO FOREVER?"

He threathened and I gulped down my saliva. I'm saying this again. This is not the Xavier I know. This one here is so cold and rude. I nodded at his threat, faced forward. Soon, we got to the Scott's Entertainment. I can't believe I will be going inside here. Got down before Xavier could even come down. I waited for him to come out so we can go inside. He had a sweet smile when he'd came out. Reporters from no where came rushing to him and began asking him different questions.

Don't be shy to comment song recommendations too that you think could fit this story. Spicy Index: Jump to these chapters if you’re here for the smut: 1. Chapter 13 - A Clash of Power, the Fierce Beast and the CunningFox 2. Chapter 14 – The Beast’s Brutal Punishment 3. Chapter 27 Part II – Two Lovers Under the Starry Night Sky 4. Chapter 89 Part II – Phase 2: Settling Second Thoughts 5. Chapter 94 – This is home

Chapter 88 Ashley's POV I suddenly felt sick dizzy and I can't even breathe. What the heck had been going on with me lately? I feel heavy especially my breasts. I crave for everything and it was getting annoying. In the middle of the night, I was craving for Seven stars' pizza. I can't even sleep well. I just hope everything is alright with me. I shifted to the other side of the bed. I felt sleepy but I just needed to go to the office.

Dante exhaled more smoke when I said nothing else “No sex, but God, but if I ever find out you’ve touched another man, there is nothing in this world that could save him” *** By the time I arrive home, I was exhausted. Papa’s and Luca’s funeral had been interrupted, my ear still rang with sounds from Dante’s gun and the highlight of the whole godforsaken day, I had struck a deal with the devil. I hear the faint clink of wine glasses from the living room, and when I turn the corner, I see them—Mama and Vivianna. They’re sitting together, sharing a bottle of red wine, their faces solemn, etched with grief and fatigue.

"Great. Make yourself at home." "You know what I want, Aria." He spoke in a deep voice with his smouldering gaze fixed on me that for a second I thought he meant something else. I swallowed hard and took a step back just to maintain a safe distance between us. I was hard to think when he was close to me. The Deal. He was talking about the deal. Pull yourself together! "It still doesn't make sense. Don't you have money to pay anyone or buy anyone to make it look real?"

A look that was a promise. "Aren't you forgetting something?" he whispered huskily, each word caressing my spine like a purr and it took me a moment to process his words. It helped that his eyes shifted to my lips making them burn and I blushed remembering our deal. Ignoring the fluttering feeling in my stomach I cupped his jaw with my free hand and leaned for a quick kiss. He scowled when I pulled away. "That's it?" I scooped away pressing my back against the wall and focussing on the pages in my lap. "A kiss per problem." I tucked a strand behind my ear. "You still got a page full of them."

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I obeyed, my heart racing. He bent his head forward and stared at me. "I won't waste your time. I have a proposal for you." My brows furrowed. "A proposal?" “A marriage contract, " he said, like it was the most usual thing in the world. "One year. After that, it ends." I stared at him, stunned. "You can't be serious." "I'm very serious." His gaze didn't falter. "This agreement will be mutually useful." I shook my head. "I can't agree to that, I barely even know you."