Aurora's POVDominic's hands slid up my body, sending shivers across my skin. His palms cupped my breasts, massaging them gently before his mouth latched on to one, his lips surrounding my nipple. A gasp escaped me as he ran his tongue over the sensitive peak; the feeling was so strong it bowed my back, pressing more of me against him.He moved to my other breast, lavishing it with the same attention, his hot, insistent mouth. My nipples were hard and so sensitive, each suck and flick sending tremors along my body. His hands continued to roam, one trailing down my stomach, dipping below the waistband of my panties.His fingers located my pussy, which was wet and prepared by then. One finger inside he went slowly; he pumped his finger deliberately into me to torment me without haste. Moans well up because of his sucking my breasts while pressing a digit in and out inside my interior wall.Dominic added a second finger, stretching me, and curled them just right to strike that perfect sp
Aurora POVThe first rays of dawn pierced the curtains, casting a soft golden glow upon the room. I stirred slightly, still wrapped in the warmth of sleep, but somehow, I felt the subtle shift in the atmosphere-Dominic was awake.I opened my eyes just enough to see him standing by the window, his back to me. His broad shoulders were bare; his body was naked from the events of the night before. My eyes traced the well-marked muscles of his back, the way his skin seemed to shimmer in the soft morning light. He did not move, standing as if lost in thought, and I could tell he was trying to piece together the fragments of the night.Dominic ran a hand through his hair, languidly and on purpose. I watched him pick his phone off the nightstand-the expression on his face changed immediately as he saw the screen. The furrowing of his brows was on, and off went the silent tension rolling off him as he swiped through his missed calls, tightening his jaw with every passing second.I knew what he
Aurora POV I went into a panic, my heart racing, breathing quickened, knees wanting to buckle. I pressed my back against the wall to try and steady myself. What had I just seen? Who were those men? And why had Dominic killed them so coldly?Before I could gather my thoughts, Dominic’s voice rang out, sharp and alert. "Who's there?" His words sent a jolt through me, and I knew I couldn’t hide any longer. My cover was blown.Slowly, I stepped away from the wall, the jacket still clutched in my trembling hands. I forced myself to walk toward the door, my steps unsteady but determined. The moment I appeared in the doorway, Dominic's eyes widened in shock, disbelief washing over his features.I stood there, frozen, holding his jacket. The warehouse was silent, the tension thick as Dominic stared at me, his expression a mixture of surprise and something else-something I couldn't quite place.I took a deep breath, and the weight of what lay before me was heavy upon my chest. I couldn't just
Aurora's POVDominic led me farther into the room, to a section where targets were set at different distances away. He turned to a side table and picked up a handgun; he checked it with a knowing ease and handed it to me."Have you ever held a gun before?" he asked, his voice softening as he peered into my eyes.I shook my head, and the weighty feel of a weapon in my hands felt unreal, solid. "Never.""That is all right," he said with his voice calmly behind me; he reached for both my hands with a guiding light. "I teach. Basics first."His presence was reassuring as he positioned my hands correctly on the gun, his body close enough that I could feel his warmth against my back. "Keep your grip firm but not too tight. You want control, but you also need to let the gun do its work."I nodded, focusing on his words, the feel of his hands over mine. He was patient, his voice calm and steady as he explained each step."Now, align the sights with the target," Dominic continued, adjusting my
Aurora's POV I moved, firing at the first target, then quickly shifting to the next. Each shot felt a little more natural, the weapon an extension of my will. I hit each target, not perfectly, but close enough that a surge of pride ran through me.When I was done, I turned to Dominic, breathless but exhilarated. He watched me, his eyes shining with pride and something deeper, something that made my heart stutter."You're amazing," he whispered, the words filtering through me like warmth. "You're ready for this, Aurora."I nodded, a resolve settling inside of me. "I want to be ready, Dominic.Dominic stepped back, his eyes narrowing as he studied me. "Alright, Aurora," he said, his voice going more serious, more testing. "Now, let's see if you've been paying attention."I nodded, feeling a wave of nerves mixed with excitement. I was ready for whatever he had planned.Dominic walked over to the control panel on the wall and pressed a few buttons. Suddenly, several targets popped up at
Aurora's POV I nodded, interested yet a little apprehensive. A knife seemed much too up close and personal as compared to a gun; the stakes higher when your opponent was within arm's reach.Dominic handed me a blade, cool and solid in my hand. "First, you need to get comfortable holding it," he said, correcting my grip. "Firm, but not too tight. You need control, not stiffness."I did just that, adjusting my hold until it felt right."Good," he said, stepping back, "now, the key to knife fighting is fluidity. You have to move with the weapon, let it become an extension of your body."He demonstrated a series of movements-slashing, thrusting, and parrying-his body flowing with each motion as if it were some sort of dance. I watched, mesmerized, by his precision and grace."Your turn," he said, stepping aside and waving a hand toward me to have a try.I did as he did, at first awkwardly, the blade feeling foreign in my hand. But with each repeated motion, something clicked. I found a r
Aurora's POV The cold steel of the gun pressed against my palm, grounding me in the present as I stood in the dimly lit underground range. Dominic's voice echoed in the background, offering guidance and corrections, but my mind was elsewhere, trapped in the haunting memories of that fateful day.I could still hear the sharp crack of gunfire that shattered the morning calm. My father, a pillar of strength, crumpled to the ground, his eyes wide with shock. My sister's scream was cut short as she fell beside him, her lifeless eyes staring into nothingness. My mother, always so gentle, lay in a pool of crimson, her hand outstretched towards me as if in a final act of protection. Even our nanny, who had cared for us since birth, was not spared; her body slumped over the kitchen table where she had been preparing our breakfast.I had been frozen in place, hidden behind the heavy drapes of the living room, watching in silent horror as my family was systematically wiped out. The assassins mo
Aurora's POVMorning sun seeped between the curtains onto the breakfast table as if setting the entire aura of this dining room alive. Dominic was sitting at the head, deep into morning news on his iPad; Isabella sat on one side and I on the other. The freshly brewed coffee filled my nostrils, intermingling with the freshly baked bread-comfort, though in fact, it didn't help soften the underlying tensions one whit.Isabella was laughing just a shade too brightly, telling some story of her and Dominic's childhood. He laughed, the corners of his eyes crinkling in a way I was getting used to. But I could feel behind her bright smile and laughter, the stiffness in her posture, the tiny pull around her eyes that signaled she wasn't as okay with this as she let on."Remember that tree house we built, Dom?" Isabella said, still staring at him, her smile unfaltering. "You wanted it bright blue, no matter how bad it would look against the surroundings."Dominic burst into a laugh and shook his
Aurora's POVThe party was extravagant, filled with guests from the Big Four clans. The laughter and ringing glasses echoed down the hall. I was stuck in a corner, watching Dominic as he had intense conversations with powerful men. I did not wish to interrupt him.Something was bothering me, though.My mom's phone number wasn't going through. I didn't text her all that much, so it was strange that she had a message, answering something I never even sent.Shivers ran down my spine.Could it be… Eva and Isabella?They already planted me with that necklace, so it looked like I had stolen it. What if they even messed with my phone? What if they texted my mom, pretending to be me?I gulped. What if something did happen to her?I had to get out of here. I had to go check on my mom.Dominic's POV"I can guarantee you I have the finest distributor channel in all of New York City. Perfecto. And I assure you, my product is first class," Lucca Saviano said with assurance, twirling the whiskey in
Aurora's POV Could it be that the same man who had once sworn to protect me was also hiding an ugly secret? My fingers trembled on the keyboard as I cut and pasted text into my paper. I knew I was playing with fire. But I had no other option. I had to know.The note on the door, the names on the list, the anonymous letter, each one hinted that there was a conspiracy so much larger than I could ever have imagined. And with each piece of evidence that I gathered, the more sinister the image became. I was very angry, and sad, and I was determined. I had to find out the truth about this secret no matter what it may cost me.In the quiet of my room, with nothing but the gentle hum of my laptop and the distant noises of the city outside my window, I swore silently. I would not allow these lost voices to fade into oblivion. I would learn the truth about them, even if it meant challenging the very authorities that had controlled my life.I couldn't help but wonder if someone, quite possibly
Chapter : The Leo Levine CallDOMINIC POV “Leo,” I said, keeping my tone measured, though a quiet urgency simmered beneath.“Dominic,” Leo’s voice crackled through, low and insistent. “I need you to come over to my estate later today. we need to conclusions about the matters I mentioned last time you visited, you no how urgent the matters are.”I frowned slightly. Leo’s summons were never casual. I closed my eyes briefly and replied, “I’m on my way. I’ll leave shortly.” I ended the call and sat back, my mind already churning with possibilities. Leo’s tone hinted at a brewing storm, something was amiss, and it was connected to all Patrick mess up.I looked around my spacious office, a modern sanctuary of power and precision. I looked at the table, files and papers on my desk, I need to go through them before I leave. I looked at the digital screens flashing confidential data, and the quiet hum of the air conditioner were all part of the daily ritual. But today, a sense of foreboding
Dominic's POV After breakfast, I returned to the muted elegance of our home, my mind reeling from the morning's persistent ringing and stealthy whispers. I entered the dining room to find Aurora's mother standing by the window, her face serene but with an undercurrent of suppressed disapproval. Her tone was measured when she finally spoke.You got in late last night, Dominic. We had all gone to bed well before that," she said to me, her eyes searching mine for an explanation I wasn't sure I wanted, or could give.I met her eyes calmly, knowing well enough not to let sentiment get in the way of the delicate balance of our arrangements. "I had business to attend to," I replied curtly, concealing the truth behind a mask of tranquility. There was little room for explanation in our business, where every minute had its own significance.Her eyes tightened slightly as she continued, "I have to discuss something… about Joanna. She threatened last time that she would tell Leo Levine that Auro
Dominic's POV Later that day, on my way back to my private office in my skyscraper headquarters, a peculiar envelope caught my eye on the gleaming mahogany desk. The embossed crest was unmistakable, a symbol of one of the most influential families in our universe , and the stylish calligraphy inside read like a proclamation. an invitation to a birthday party attended by all the Big Four families. I clutched it delicately, a shiver of anticipation running through me as I realized that this evening's gathering was more than a social function. It was a stage for power plays, allegiances to be re-made, and old scores to be settled.I folded the invitation into my pocket, already planning in advance on how I would capitalize on this. However, I did not have long to indulge myself in scheming, as there was another problem that had to be taken care of, Aurora's health. Last night's actions had finally gotten to her, and I could not risk risking the life that we had built together.I found A
Dominic's pov “Leo,” I said, keeping my tone measured, though a quiet urgency simmered beneath.“Dominic,” Leo’s voice crackled through, low and insistent. “I need you to come over to my estate later today. we need to conclusions about the matters I mentioned last time you visited, you no how urgent the matters are.”I frowned slightly. Leo’s summons were never casual. I closed my eyes briefly and replied, “I’m on my way. I’ll leave shortly.” I ended the call and sat back, my mind already churning with possibilities. Leo’s tone hinted at a brewing storm, something was amiss, and it was connected to all Patrick mess up.I looked around my spacious office, a modern sanctuary of power and precision. I looked at the table, files and papers on my desk, I need to go through them before I leave. I looked at the digital screens flashing confidential data, and the quiet hum of the air conditioner were all part of the daily ritual. But today, a sense of foreboding permeated the air. I bring o
Aurora's POVAfter eating that morning, My mom was already back in her room. I want to meet her to discuss what Joanna has just mentioned on the call earlier. I walked through the hallway. I was almost close to my mother's room door when I had her speaking to someone on the phone, the voice sounds familiar. But it seems like my mom had her own plans, before I could open the door Dominic called me, “Aurora please I need to speak with you", I have been looking around for you but I didn't know you're here. Dominic's voice was low and it sounds like something is really bothering him. He took my arms. When I looked into his eyes I saw something like fair written all over his face, “Aurora, please don't do anything without telling me,” I overheard you talking to someone on a phone call last night, I know that you're up to something. "I know that Leo Levine will still come after me for hiding you from him but I want to control the situation,” I still have everything in control just be pati
Patrick cursed under his breath. With a frustrated groan, he tore himself away from Isabella, grabbing his phone. He saw Eva’s name flashing again.He kissed Isabella one last time, deep and slow, as if he couldn’t bear to leave. Then, he pulled back, his forehead resting against hers. "I have to go now. It’s urgent."Isabella pouted but let him go, watching as he stood up and grabbed his clothes. "Come back soon," she purred.Patrick didn’t reply, his mind was already shifting back to business. He had a feeling whatever Eva needed to tell him wasn’t good.They drove home, his mind still clouded with thoughts of Isabella, but Eva’s urgent call kept nagging at him. He knew she wouldn’t have called unless it was something serious. As soon as he pulled up in the driveway, he stepped out of the car, adjusting his jacket as he made his way inside.The moment he entered the house, Eva was already standing by the staircase, arms crossed, a sharp glare in her eyes. “So you wouldn’t have come
Isabella poured another glass of whiskey, her fingers slightly unsteady as she leaned against the bar. The bottle was nearly empty, but she didn’t care. The warm burn in her throat and the dizzy haze in her mind made everything feel lighter, more distant. She tilted her head back, taking another long sip before setting the glass down with a heavy thud."You know, Patrick," she slurred, her lips curling into a lazy smirk, "I think we make a good team. Don’t you?"Patrick sat on the couch, his shirt unbuttoned at the top, a lazy grin on his face. His own glass of whiskey hung loosely from his fingers as he took another sip. The warmth of the alcohol had settled deep in his veins, clouding his judgment, making him care less about everything else except the woman in front of him."Of course, Isabella," he muttered, his voice slower than usual. "We’re the perfect team. You get rid of Aurora, and I get to destroy Dominic. Everyone wins."Isabella laughed, the sound soft and a little breathl