Ophelia's PovHe pinched me through the fabric, and my legs trembled. His thumb moved back and forth, faster and faster, and the first desperate moan escaped my treacherous lips. I felt I was going to cum—that feeling of rising and then falling had my shameful head rolling, my legs unstable, and if not for the ropes holding me up, I swear I was going to fall. "Ahh," his finger rubbed faster, and I was getting there. "Yes..." Just before I could feel that taste of heaven, he fucking pulled away. I hissed in pure frustration, my legs in the stilettos trembling slightly, like if I don't find that relief, I would crumble real soon. “Cal," “That should be a safe word, but I won't be stopping now; it's way too early, baby." I wasn't asking you to stop, dumbass; fuck, I want you to continue. I said shamelessly in my head, like my memories about him earlier were gone. I felt the leather pants with their straps crisscrossing my thighs getting pulled down my legs. Air kissed my now bare low
Ophelia's PovJust like he had promised last night before bringing me back home, he let me out, but I now had two new faces who introduced themselves as my guards.I felt messed up not having that cold Gale here. Had Callum hurt him or killed him, even after promising he wouldn’t if I behaved last night?I worried as our car stopped in front of a mansion Callum had chosen for me to visit. The exterior of this place didn’t have the dark vibes of Callum's family mansion. The scent of fresh flowers warmed my insides, and a gentle breeze softly pushed my hair to the side.“Oh my, Ophelia, right?" A blonde woman ran out of the large entrance of this beautiful building, her steps fast as she pulled me into a warm hug like we’d known each other before.She had a lovely, almost baby-like scent. Her long blonde hair carried a strong aroma of vanilla.“Hi," I greeted with a smile, not wanting to be rude as she pulled away from me.“Hey, damn, you are just as Callum described. I’m sorry, I’m bei
Callum's Pov Just like I had imagined I would one day, I came back home to find my precious wife on the couch. I knew Ophelia would never wait for me, but I liked to imagine it that way. Her hand danced softly, and I wanted to know what had her so concentrated, oblivious to the fact that someone had walked in. Fuck, my little doll was knitting, her hair falling beautifully across her face. She craned her neck slightly, likely from holding it too long in one position, and I wanted to run my hand across it to ease the pain she might be feeling. She yawned softly, and I watched her rise slowly from the couch. Making my steps as light as possible, I reached her and curled my hand around her tiny waist. My little doll nearly jumped out of her skin. I pushed the hair covering her neck to the side, pressing a gentle kiss there, just like I’d seen her type of man do to his woman earlier tonight—before I killed him and broke Cupid’s bow too. The man I killed tonight was one of my f
Ophelia's POV "Fuck it all, I can't be that man, baby," he said against my lips, his breath fanning my jaw slightly. That feeling of longing ran down my spine. Maybe if he hadn’t made the first move by connecting our lips... fuck, I would’ve done it without shame. I hated how he made me feel this way, but damn, I loved how he held me gently earlier and captured my lips in his. Trying to be better for me. I tried to lie to myself, but what if it was true? Leona's words came rushing back, but I wouldn’t believe it. Nor would I deprive myself of this pleasure. I was getting too selfish for my good, and I didn’t even know what I wanted anymore. He slammed his lips against mine, this time fast and wild, savage like he always did, and I melted. He washed my senses clean. Soon, my hands were on his chest, a light gasp tearing from my lips. Get a grip!!! I couldn’t hold back. I kissed him back with the same fervor, our tongues locked in a savage and heated battle. His hand moved down
MorningI yawned awake to find Diana standing in front of me with a smile on her face.“Good morning, Signora. You look incredibly stunning this morning,” she praised, and I almost laughed at her words, knowing full well my hair probably resembled a bird's nest.“I made you fette biscottate . Cal specifically chose this,” she added, and I froze at the mention of that name. My thoughts immediately darted to what had happened last night.“Good morning, Signora Ophelia.”I almost jumped at the voice coming from the doorway. Turning my eyes to the door, a smile stretched across my lips when I saw Gale standing there.“Jesus, you burly fool.”I don’t know what came over me; I leaped off the bed and into his arms. For the first time, he chuckled as he set me down.I bit my tongue as I stared at the large bruise on his left eye. “God, he did you so bad.”He smiled. “I’m just glad you’re fine, Signora. Please, don’t try that again.”“People don’t plead with such a cold face,” I said, crossing
Ophelia's POV“Patrick told me they were going to be back last night,” Leona said, pouting, as she leaned on the kitchen island, patting Tatiana lightly while I helped make tomato sauce.“Okay.” Oh, I wanted to say Good for Callum, that stupid, motherfucking cheat. I had warned myself last night that I wasn't supposed to care. This is not me, behaving this way. I was glad I wasn’t sulking because I felt pained; I felt stupid, used, and angry that he had even let her take his phone in the first place and had allowed her to take pictures and sent to me. Did he think I had grown so close to him that I would get jealous?“You won’t tell me what happened last night?” Leona asked for the umpteenth time.“Nothing, I just felt lonely.” I held the knife I was using to slice the onions tightly, chopping fast, imagining how much I’d love to run it into Callum’s neck over and over again like this.Leona mixed the flour while I made the dough. After Tatiana’s nanny had come to take her, a masculin
Ophelia's Pov“Get the car!” Callum yelled at Gale, who stood at the exit of Leona's mansion, pulling me with him as we made our way out. Now both of us were mad. I wouldn’t hold back my anger, and he didn’t seem able to hold his either.He pushed me into the car immediately after he pulled the door open. “Make me find those photos you talked about, Ophelia.”“Else what, Callum Bellucci?” I said daringly into his face as he sat next to me in the car. “Lie that you didn’t fuck her, even if I don’t have the pictures.”“I had a lady jerk me off once, but I haven’t had a pussy since I made you mine. This dick is yours until you’re ready. I won’t stoop so low as to tongue-fuck anyone except you, Ophelia. Why don’t you get it?” His voice was low and husky, trying to curb his anger. I jerked away from him when he pulled me closer so I could look into his face.“I don’t give a damn who you go down with, but sending shit like that to me is what’s making me mad.”“If I go miles to prove to you
Ophelia's Pov“How…To...No.” I trailed off, mumbling as I typed on Gale's laptop. It was going to be embarrassing if he found out what I had been using it for, but I would make sure to clear my search history when I was done.I sat on the large bed. “How do I make a man fall madly in love with me…” My fingers danced across the keyboard once more, and I clicked on the first website that popped up. It read: Make him feel like he is needed... Flatter him... Do little things that show you are in love with him... Love him for who he is and what he is.I can do this. Fuck, it's not a big deal. When he gets back covered in someone else's blood, I’ll call him hubby, take him to a basin, wipe him clean, peck his cheek slightly, and thank him for being the best husband. I bit my tongue before clearing all my search history.Gabriella had warned me before she left that he could easily detect lies without even being close — the definition of a human robot. Two weeks from now is his birthday. He d
Ophelia's POVThat was enough shit for the week. Today, I would behave like nothing had happened yesterday—like I hadn’t just learned that Klaus was a dickhead and Father was the biggest asshole in the universe, and Callum had been the high school friend I had once cherished but now close to what could be the start of a nightmare. Oh, the fact that Callum's father was a bigger asshole than my father wanting a rough life for his son. "Get those shit off your mind if you want to have a peaceful day, Ophelia." After I soaked in the bathtub, feeling a lot better, I moved to grab my towel. Through the glass walls, I saw Callum staring at me from where he sat on the bed, giving me a playful, smug smile. I rolled my eyes at him, pulling my towel tightly around my body.“I know you’ve seen me bare before, but I still hate it when you stare without my permission," I said as I walked out of the bathroom.“You’ve never permitted me before. Days ago, I had you on our bed in Sicily without permis
Ophelia's Pov “Fuck me for not killing you that day.” My eyes began blurring slowly, the feeling of nausea hitting me greatly. Father deserved more, but I just couldn't stand the sight, and I blacked out.---I yawned lazily, my eyes fluttering open to find myself in a dimly lit room, and I happened to realize where I was immediately after studying the room. Even in my dreams, I had known this place as the room I had stayed in five years ago. The room had been no different from the time I left—the walls were still creamy white with frames of feminine art designing one part of the walls.My body swayed lightly as I tried balancing myself on the floor, which was made of polished dark wood reflecting the light from the chandelier above.“Hey," Gale's voice greeted my ear as he came to assist me immediately. “Are you feeling all right now?" he asked, and I nodded slightly, even when I was barely close to ‘feeling alright.’“I just need a shower."“Uhh, there are no helps around, and Cal
Ophelia's POV Maybe the anger in me had burned away my nervousness. “Stay here, I will go in alone,” I said to Callum, who paused walking, leaned against the door, and dipped his hand into his pocket. His eyes were locked on me as I watched him light his cigar, giving me a nod before I left. I walked into the place I had known as home, which just wasn’t—if what Esther had said was the truth. If that was the truth, Father was nothing but a beast, and I grew scared of what he could do to Max. “You want to pull out? He told me what you did last night. If you try that shit again, Elise, I won’t hold back. I would strangle you to death.” Just as I walked into the living room, a scene greeted me. Elise was on the floor, bruises donning her face and lips, her dress in tatters, barely covering her body, as Father stood beside her with his fists clenched tight. “Father,” I said, looking away from Elise, who had turned to me with trembling lips and tears in her eyes. Her state made my hea
Ophelia's POVGale and Callum's brother had gone with the other car, and we were now in a Bugatti sports car with Callum driving at a maddening speed, not caring if he got stopped by a road policeman. An earpod was in his ear as he chanted something in Italian I couldn't understand. From the start of the drive, his brow had been furrowed, not speaking to me and not even telling me where we were going. Maybe a hotel to lodge at, or his home—where he had kept me locked in five years ago. Or probably, he was trying to give me the reasons he had killed my fiancé, and his father, mother, and brother.Finally, the car screeched to a halt after entering into a large estate. Callum came down after he had said a couple more Italian words, pulling the earpods off immediately.“Come with me.”I took his hand after he had helped me out of the car, and he guided me down into the extravagant manor which stood before us.Women in maid attire gave short bows as we walked into the living room.“H-Hey,
Ophelia's POVI woke up groaning softly, feeling something cold pressed against my cheek. My eyes fluttered open to find a man dressed in black sitting on the bed close to me."Your cheek looks swollen. I loved everything we had last night, but I never expected you to go this crazy," Callum said, tipping my chin up slightly."Sit up."My throat felt like it had swollen from the inside, and I couldn’t understand why I had gone to such painful lengths last night just to prove a pointless point.Callum helped me sit up, bringing a cup close to my mouth while my eyes darted back and forth between him and the cup."It's a soothing tea, Lia…" His tone was cold, lacking any emotion, and you might mistake it for anger.I tried to take the cup from him, but his hand grew hard on my already aching cheek, forcing my mouth open as he made me drink the tea. I struggled to speak, the liquid staining my lips."You are crazy…" I spat."We'll be going to San Francisco today."I held back the curse wor
Callum's PovIf she wouldn’t do it, would I make her?“I think it’s time you give hubby a treat too. I can’t have you starving. Come feast on me, baby.” I freed her wrist, pulling her up by her neck so we were at eye level. Our noses touched, breath fanning hotly against each other. I wanted her to make a move herself, or else I was scared I might force her to eat. I needed to treat Ophelia differently from other girls I’ve fucked or wanted to fuck. I loved my sheets a little red and sticky with white fluid when I was fucking—not at all; they weren’t virgins.“You said I should feast on you too?" she asked her voice like butter to the ear. She took the bar of chocolate into her mouth, and the way she did it dragged a low groan from my throat.“Yes, you said you were hungry.” My hand left her neck, going into her hair and holding it up in a ponytail.Her fingers began tracing lines from my chest, pausing when they reached my torso. My stomach muscles tensed slightly at her feathery tou
Ophelia's Pov“Should I let it slide? Or do you want the best spanking of your life?”“No.”“Then I’ll just have dinner, then.” He left me sitting on the island, going to the freezer to get ice, a pouch of liquid milk, and a bar of chocolate. In the next minute, I was scooped into his arms, and I was surprisingly leaning into his warmth, my hand wrapping around his neck for support. A part of me ached and pulsed lightly, and I admitted it—I am crazy, I am a dumbass. I can't resist any intimate advances from him. Maybe after tonight, I would learn abstinence.He placed me on the bed after we got into the room, trapping my hands above my head, fastening his belt tightly around them. He placed the things he had taken from the kitchen on the nightstand. “The deal is to feast on each other. Ready or not, I am fucking going to eat you the way you deserve." I clamped my thighs together tightly at his words as I watched him begin unbuttoning his shirt. “I am hungry, and you are.”“I said I wa
Ophelia's Pov“How…To...No.” I trailed off, mumbling as I typed on Gale's laptop. It was going to be embarrassing if he found out what I had been using it for, but I would make sure to clear my search history when I was done.I sat on the large bed. “How do I make a man fall madly in love with me…” My fingers danced across the keyboard once more, and I clicked on the first website that popped up. It read: Make him feel like he is needed... Flatter him... Do little things that show you are in love with him... Love him for who he is and what he is.I can do this. Fuck, it's not a big deal. When he gets back covered in someone else's blood, I’ll call him hubby, take him to a basin, wipe him clean, peck his cheek slightly, and thank him for being the best husband. I bit my tongue before clearing all my search history.Gabriella had warned me before she left that he could easily detect lies without even being close — the definition of a human robot. Two weeks from now is his birthday. He d
Ophelia's Pov“Get the car!” Callum yelled at Gale, who stood at the exit of Leona's mansion, pulling me with him as we made our way out. Now both of us were mad. I wouldn’t hold back my anger, and he didn’t seem able to hold his either.He pushed me into the car immediately after he pulled the door open. “Make me find those photos you talked about, Ophelia.”“Else what, Callum Bellucci?” I said daringly into his face as he sat next to me in the car. “Lie that you didn’t fuck her, even if I don’t have the pictures.”“I had a lady jerk me off once, but I haven’t had a pussy since I made you mine. This dick is yours until you’re ready. I won’t stoop so low as to tongue-fuck anyone except you, Ophelia. Why don’t you get it?” His voice was low and husky, trying to curb his anger. I jerked away from him when he pulled me closer so I could look into his face.“I don’t give a damn who you go down with, but sending shit like that to me is what’s making me mad.”“If I go miles to prove to you