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Bound To The Devil 17
TIFFANY WESTLorenzo must have felt the tension in me because his hand stopped its caress down my back. "You're not on the pill," It was more of an assumption than a question. Pushing away from him, I pulled a bra strap back onto my shoulder as an icy trickle of panic crawled up my spine. "No,""It's alright. We'll get a Plan B." His thumb brushed my cheek.I nodded. I believed him. But a different voice— Francis— echoed in my head. “Nothing but a whore. Whore. Whore. She seduced me just so I could fuck her,”My lungs squeezed, tightening and tightening with a band that wouldn't release. Before I knew it ears burned the backs of my eyes.Two rough hands grasped my face. "Breathe."His touch dimmed Francis’ voice in my mind. I shut my eyes, focusing on the breathing techniques my therapist taught me. But it wasn't working.I could taste the bitterness of bile in my throat as memories from a long time ago slithered into my mind. All I could see was Francis. I could hear my screams tha
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-19Bound To The Devil 18
TIFFANY WEST“A happy wife and good sex,” I blurted, smiling.He laughed. Deep and hearty and it made my pulse skip a beat. It was the first genuine laugh I heard from him, and I suddenly knew I could get used to it.The coffee began brewing, filling the kitchen with a rich and earthy smell. Once it was ready, I poured myself a cup and I positioned myself on the opposite side of the island counter as Lorenzo pulled out a frying pan from the drawers beneath, the sound of it colliding with the stove clattering off the walls. I watched him peel an onion, then began to dice, his large, run hands working in proficient strokes. Perfectly timed. Evenly spaced.“You're eyeing the knife like a treasure. Have you had a change of mind about killing me?” He dropped the knife and grabbed a bowl.“Where would I get my ever-loving orgasms if I killed you?”He smiled. The expression turned his face from that of a cold-blooded Mafia don to a playful playboy. But the view barely lasted for a second be
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TIFFANY WESTI couldn't keep quiet beside Lorenzo as he drove us around the City. I had visited Las Vegas only once during last Christmas when Seline and Francis insisted on a family dinner. I hadn't explored the city then, and I wasn't keen on doing so. But today was different. He was touring me around the city and I loved it. His presence.“What do you want to do about work?” Lorenzo suddenly asked as he drove down the spectacular hotels lining the streets. Las Vegas was beautiful.I turned my attention to him. Admiring his side view. He was truly beautiful; even when dressed in mere jeans and a white T-shirt, he still looked stunning.“I work in New York,” I reminded.“But you also have JK media in the city. You could work if you'd want to,” He slanted me a stare. “You're not a prisoner,”“There's not much left of the company. Seline and Francis have ruined it. It's been in the talks of going under. That's if they can't sell it fast enough,”“If you want me to help out I could,” He
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-21Bound To The Devil 20
TIFFANY WESTI was falling deep, and fast, and I couldn't even find the grace to save myself. To say I was obsessed with everything about Lorenzo was a big understatement. And worse, I didn't know exactly what was happening to me.In the past few days, I found myself wondering just how it would have been if I wasn't sold into a marriage with Lorenzo. How it would have been if our relationship had started off normal… if he weren't the most dangerous man in Las Vegas.I couldn't find the answer to that so I pushed the thought off my mind and instead focused on the good our little sex sessions always turned out to be. We had a routine. He'd screwed me against the wall last evening. It was hot and fast and rough. Then afterward, he'd just kiss me. He'd kiss me for so long my brain became mush and my heart began to burn, almost as if he was trying to imprint the moment in his memory. We did the sex thing every day. It never started with kissing, but it always ended with it. We were both
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-21Bound To The Devil 20.1
“Fuck,” His large arms gripped me to a halt. “What—”“I'm going to die,” I choked out, not able to drag a deep enough air into my lungs. “Never, principessa,” His voice was soft and vehement. “Come here,”It wasn't until I was pressed against his warm body that I realized how badly I was shaking. It was like grabbing onto a life raft before almost drowning in the sea.Lorenzo made a rough noise and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and rested my face against his neck, struggling for every breath.“Breathe, mia cara, breathe,” He carried me back into the room, running a hand through my hair and down my back. The simple act was so soothing that tears burned the back of my eyes, and something in me just broke. Something dark, scary, and deeply buried. There was no way for me to hold it in.A bone-shattering sob ripped from my throat, and it hurt because of the memories that it brought up. I pressed my face deeper against his neck. I didn't want him to see me like this.
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-24Bound To The Devil 21
LORENZO RUSSOBlackness snuffed out my vision. When it returned a split second later, rage drenched the room in crimson.I meant every word I said to her. I swore to all things sacred that Francis was going to experience pain like never before. And eventually, when he was begging for it for a long time and when he had given up hope, I would grant him death.Even as I laid Tiffany's sleeping body gently I couldn't fight the anger that was radiating off me. How could a fucking old man force himself on a child young enough to be his own daughter? It infuriated me to the point darkness bled into my vision, and without a doubt, I knew someone was dying tonight.I left the room just as the lights came back on.I met Savio seated on one of the sofas as I entered the main living room. Dimitri was at the bar, helping himself to some whiskey while Milo, Vito, and Ronan were playing poker at the table.“What happened to her?” Savio's gaze followed me over to the bar, watching me closely as I pou
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TIFFANY WESTNothing could ever prepare me for the sight before me. My trembling hands instantly wrapped around my waist as I successfully managed to peel my eyes from Francis to Lorenzo. His dark, ice-blue eyes were still fixed on Francis. His expression was keen and attentive to him like he was conducting an interesting experiment.“What lies did you feed them, you traitorous whore,” Francis coughed, more blood spilling from his mouth.At his words, Savio shoved his bloody knife behind Francis' back, making him cry out in pain.Lorenzo bent over and rammed his fist into his throat to silence him. “You won't address her, you won't even look at her unless she gives you permission you disgusting child fucker,”The cold, dark, deep timbre of Lorenzo's voice caused goosebumps to form on my skin, and as his eyes shifted to mine, I almost flinched at the darkness swirling beneath them.“He's going to pay for his sins, principessa. I'm going to dish out his judgment for everything he's done
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LORENZO RUSSOScreams and sounds of gunshots filled the air. I rolled my shoulders as sweat mixed with the blood of my enemies dripped down my back. With everything else I had to deal with, the Bratva was getting on my nerves. Alessandra's father and the fucking Russian capo would finally soon be getting what's coming to them. It had been a long since we had to deal with Bratva problems, in the recent past, the Triad had been the one doing the most, but ever since things fell out with the Cosa Nostra and the Bratva when Alessandra's fucking cousin, Bale decided he was brave enough to pull a fucking gun to Elena Duval’s head, Dimitri had lost it and drilled three bullets into his head.Alessandra was fucking lucky she was still alive considering she had tried to end Elena's life on many attempts.I lifted my gun, drilling my bullet into the last motherfucker Russian that had infiltrated my territory, hiding out in the old Amalfi restaurant that once belonged to the Russians in the fif
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-24
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ELENA DUVALI didn't imagine I'd be this nervous. This was the first time I would be attending a party after two years and well, after what happened to my family. This was the first time I would be going as Dimitri's wife since our flash marriage two years ago was kept under wraps because of my family's scandal, it was safe no one knew who I really was. And thank goodness, tonight would be no different.“Elena, are you listening?” Tiffany's voice over the phone brought me out of my thoughts and my eyes took in my reflection once more in the mirror.“Yes, Tiff, I'm with you,” I brushed my palm against the softness of my dress. We'd been talking over the phone for hours now as we prepared for the gala. Tiffany would be in attendance as well. Not as a reporter, but as an invitee as well. Her family was a member of the Oasis Clubhouse where the gala tonight was held and Dimitri was the sponsor of tonight's event.“So what do you think?” Tiffany's voice shot through, and I brought my gaze
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ELENA DUVALAs soon as I turned on the lights and turned around, I jumped and stifled a scream at the unexpected figure that leaned against the kitchen cabinet and blended just perfectly well in the dark. My hip had banged against the wall, sparking a jolt of pain through my bones and my breathing suddenly became erratic.“Dimitri, you scared me,” My voice came out way breathier than intended. “What are you doing up at this time?”Fuck. That was a stupid question and the way his full perfect brows tipped up a bit told me so. But I couldn't think clearly through the fog of adrenaline rushing through me.“Working,” He tipped his head just a little to the pile of papers scattered on the kitchen table which I was too busy calming my beating heart to see.I raised a brow, but I didn't say anything about why he didn't turn on the lights. But it was obvious, he wasn't just the devil, and dangerous. He also owned the dark, and most probably ruled it.However, I wondered why he couldn't just w
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ELENA DUVALI woke up at the sound of the beeping alarm, pulling up from the bed, I glanced around the room, it didn't seem like Dimitri had returned last night. Last night he had left with his guests. I didn't know where he was last night or who he had been with but it didn't matter anyway. All I needed was for him to take me to the gala.I had wanted to wait all night for him, but unfortunately, I fell asleep at some point.Without wasting much time, I dragged my feet from the bed and changed into my black sports bra and workout pants. I had to look my best for the gala in a few days. Even though I wasn't yet sure if I was attending. I didn't know what I'd do if Dimitri refused.I walked out of the bedroom, taking the stairs to the gym downstairs. I entered the doorway to find Dimitri on the treadmill, running at a high speed.For once, he wasn't wearing a suit and a tie. Instead, he was wearing a black sweat pants that hung just low around his waist, and the upper part of his body w
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ELENA DUVAL I pressed my lips into a smile, and with my heart almost in my throat, my gaze shifted from the guys, moving slowly, yet impatiently to the windows.Every nerve ending sparked with awareness sending goosebumps down my spine and oxygen out of my lungs as our gazes met.A shiver ghosted through me.Something in me cooled instantly, I felt my body frozen under the weight of his stare. He had his usual dark, cold gaze. But somewhere deep in his eyes, I could see a spark of fire in his eyes. It was tiny, just a shadow of flame, but it was enough to fill my stomach with flutters. Strange.I inhaled slowly. And released it.His eyes held mine for the briefest second before they flicked over me. I felt instant heat as his eyes roamed down my body, stopping briefly at where my dress stopped a few inches above my thigh. I was wearing one of the new dresses Tiff and I had shopped for.James shuffled in his seat, clearing his throat suddenly. The action seemed to cut through the tensi
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ELENA DUVALTiffany left much later in the day. She had to return to work after receiving an urgent call from her boss about a scoop in town. It turned out my dearest friend was now one of the best reporters at JK Media. And I was really happy for her. Tiffany also belonged to a wealthy family. Her parents owned the biggest media house back in Texas and in a few countries, including New York.I stepped out of the shower box and pulled on the robe, hanging close by. It was a few minutes past midnight and I couldn't seem to fall asleep. I couldn't stop thinking about my sisters and then my mind shifted to the gala this weekend. I had to be there. I had to meet Tyler.I changed into some night pants and a shirt. I couldn't wait for tomorrow. Tiffany and I were going shopping. I was changing more than my closet. I was going back to the young lady I used to be, and if I wanted to have a successful attempt at ensuring Dimitri took me to the gala, I had so much work to do.I headed downstairs
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ELENA DUVAL “Tyler Whitman is a shameless thief and a conniving bastard. I don't know what happened between you both right before he broke off the engagement, you never told me and whenever I asked, you didn't want to talk about it,” Tiffany shifted closer. “But what I do know is that Tyler is a fake. He stole your work and idea, Elena, and now he's living his best life off your work. Over the last two years, Tyler has skyrocketed from being a complete nobody in the industry to the top actor of all time, all thanks to your script being stolen. Remember, the script you wrote two years ago when we were—”“Still in college,” I completed. “But Tyler isn't the type of person who would do that. And his father would have never allowed him to pursue a career in the entertainment industry,” Tyler was the only son left after his elder brother died in a plane crash back in high school. It was no secret I had wanted to major in directing back in college instead of business, and Tyler had an inter
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ELENA DUVALAll I could do was stare blankly at the car window and into the darkness with my blurry eyes. I haven't been able to stop the tears that flowed from my eyes since we left the station and flew out of Texas.No matter how I tried, I couldn't halt his words from repeating and echoing in the corner walls of my mind. If I wasn't sure before, I am now. I hated him.I hated him so much.As I shut my eyes, more tears still rolled out through the jammed gates of my eyes.There's nothing much to understand, Elena. And there's nothing to go back there for. That woman didn't lie. Your parents are dead. Your family is gone. And that's the truth.As his words repeated once more in my mind, I shook my head, sobbing silently.“What happened?” I had asked him right before I was forced into the private jet in Texas and all I could get were vague answers.Cold heartless answers.He couldn't even spare me a glance as he threw what he called the truth to my face. My parents were dead. And what
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DIMITRI CASTELLO“This better be important,” I shrugged off my jacket, receiving my phone from Chris. The damn thing has been ringing for hours.This was the first break I had had since I arrived in San Francisco. So far it has been exhausting, to say the least, I've had a whirlwind of meetings, and photo ops, and I had the unfortunate fate of dealing with complete idiots as business partners. But the good thing in all of this was I was finally closing an important deal with the Sanchez's in two hours.As I scroll through the endless list of missed calls, the only one that caught my attention was one from the mansion. I felt my entire body stiffen instantly at the thought of what could have possibly happened.Elena.That was the first name that snuck into my mad thoughts. I was about to call the mansion when a call came in.“Yeah?” I brought it to my ears.“Hello, this is Rose from JPMorgan Chase. Am I speaking to Dimitri Castello?”“You are,” I rubbed a thumb across my brow.“Great,
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ELENA DUVALGrowing up, there was only one man who had the right to control my life. Luther Duval. My sweet Dad. And as much as Mr Castello's words had somehow sent a shiver down my spine. I hated it when people tried to control me or boss me around.I drew in a long inhale, still holding my breath as those words left my lips. They somehow made Mr Castello halt instantly with his back to me. Slowly, I turned around and I fell right into the trap of his cold gray eyes.He didn't say anything, his unreadable deadly stare only hardened as he took a step closer, and instinctively, my feet moved to take one backward. He took a couple of steps forward, and I took more backward until I was backed against one of the stone pillars and Mr. Castello's hard body pressed up against me. His eyes bore dangerous holes into mine.“What did you say, Elena?” He counted each word carefully, and they were laced with a terrifying tremor that caused my bones to vibrate against his.Suddenly, I felt my legs
