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Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Caged Lioness
DON JULIO I had been a mafia lord for a very long time. I had met so many women but they weren't my priority.Nah.But this one. I was supposed to be feared, people cowering at my shadows but not this daughter of Federico. The word fear doesn't exist to her. I guess her father didn't tell her about The Silent Reapers It had never occurred to me that a woman could be more stubborn than me. There she was though. Staring at me, defying me. Sarian had her arms around her knees as she sat in the corner of the enormous bed. I had sent her a tray of food hours ago but she hasn't touched it. On the nightstand an unopened plate of steak and roasted potatoes stood as a silent protest. She was wasting food. I was in my ‘niceness era’ today, maybe I should resist the urge of slapping fear and common sense back into her head.Sighing, I rolled my neck. She was going to cause trouble. This one .I watched her while leaning against the doorway. She was consciously ignoring me staring out the w
Last Updated : 2025-04-03Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Fire And Whiskey
DON JULIO It was very late at night when I heard screaming and loud thuds coming from the room below.I smoked hard on my pipe as I flipped through a picture album. Photos of Federico's body photographed by the police and sent to me by my trusted police officer who was an ally— Diego Castro He was just a young police officer who had traded his loyalty to the government for little bucks.The Blood Vultures had done to Federico what no man can do, his body was twisted and I pitied the old fool.“Who is the crazy one making those loud noises?”“The girl we brought.” Matteo said. “She's fighting with the maid.”I shut the album.“Get me a whip.”He threw the whip at me and I caught it in mid air , rolling my sleeves up and as soon as I got to the room, I pushed the door open forcefully.“Go back to your quarters.” I instructed the maid who had ketch up on her face.Sarian saw the whip and swallowed but she tried to hid it.“What the hell—” I was unable to stop Sarian before her fist st
Last Updated : 2025-04-04Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Say My Name
DON JULIO All that matters was the woman before me as my lips claimed hers over and over again. I moved my fingers through her wild hair as she kissed me back.My thoughts were haunted by her body which lingered there like a whisper and an irresistible temptation. Her body was now against mine and in the tense space between us, her breath mixed with mine. Her eyes were dark with something addictive and dangerous as she gazed up at me. She broke the kiss and stared at me, as if broken by a kind of spell.A slow smirk curled at the corner of my lips. She was daring me.“Tell me what you want.” I murmured, my voice rough and strained. She had to say it to me. Her lips formed a slow, wicked smile.“You.” She blurted out, panting.A single word took me down. It was like a live wire breaking my control. I quickly grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the cool silk sheets above her head. She let out a little gasp but her eyes were filled with heat, expectation, rather than fear. Wi
Last Updated : 2025-04-04Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation The Devil's Temptation
SARIAN I was standing there, on the cold marble floors, my heart pounding in my ears. I just wanted all this silly discussion to end and then have a good night's sleep.Opposite me, sitting in the expensive cushion chair was Don Julio whose eyes were like a burden on my flesh, his legs crossed over the other and a fat cigar between his fingers.He took a small drag and blew it in the air and a sly smile on his face as he exuded a sense of vanity that made my blood boil. A part of me hated the fact that I was powerless to stop him because he knew exactly what he was doing. With a low almost playful voice, he questioned “Are you certain you want this deal?”I could always see a flicker of something unreadable in his dark eyes.“I told you before that you mustn't dance for anyone else but me.”I held my breath.“I want to see you dance, Sasa.” I hate when he calls me that.I could feel the words hanging between us oppressive and heavy. I wanted to tell him that I had forgotten most
Last Updated : 2025-04-05Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Tell Me What You Know
I could sense the rage building inside of me like a furious storm. What the hell was that?They no longer have the fear that I, Don Julio, don't tolerate rubbish.I was so furious that I could hardly contain it and after the long drive and the flickering city lights, we finally arrived there. The place I built from the ground up my club La Loba had been attacked. And not just any assault either. It had a personal touch. I entered the club and set my eyes on the chaos that followed the Blood Vulture's actions. The air was heavy with the smell of blood, broken glass and broken furniture. Even though my men were already cleaning up, it made no difference. The damage was already done. I needed clarification and I needed it quickly. I gritted my teeth and faced a trusted guard one of my men. “Assign someone to keep an eye on Sarian.” I yelled barely controlling my rage “I don't want her out of my sight.”She was the reason I was here in the first place and I could hear her voice behi
Last Updated : 2025-04-05Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Wave Of Chaos
SARIAN I had never seen Don Julio like this for and this was the first time. His rage suffocated the air around us swirling around us like a storm. His eyes were cold, very cold and I wasn't sure if I was really safe for the first time since we first met. His gaze was on me and I could feel it but this time it wasn't lighthearted and it wasn't his typical smirk either. The temperature in the room was suddenly cold and I shivered slightly watching himHe spoke in a clipped low voice. “Bring her out.” He gave one of his men the order without even glancing upon me. The man turned to the door after giving a nod. My pulse pounded. What have I done? Ever since I and Marie had been brought here, I had never left, in fact I didn't know what outside looks like. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened the previous evening but my thoughts were a blur. The agreement had been straightforward: find the money and I'd be set free. However I knew there would be more repercussions if
Last Updated : 2025-04-06Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Taste Of Rage
SARIAN I'd witnessed Don Julio's anger before. He demanded respect from everyone around him and I had witnessed the fire in his eyes when things didn't go his way. However this was different. For the first time I witnessed him genuinely losing control, whatever had happened tonight was something he didn't expect and thought that I was the cause.The only thing I could make out despite the rapid exchange of Italian were the words in English: “The Blood Vultures.”The club remained disorganized. None of the women who worked there dared to leave Don Julio's side despite their disorganized and unsure appearance. They looked like they might be swept by a tornado if they did.He had a captivating presence but today it was also frightening. Standing in front of Don Julio, the club's manager—a man who was always cool under pressure—explained the circumstances. He was the real manager and maybe the other was his assistant.Based on his facial expressions, it appeared that the Blood Vultures
Last Updated : 2025-04-06Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation A Life Of Shadows
SARIAN Pretending nothing was going on was what I wanted to do. But Allegra's hand still trailed itself into Don Julio's opened shirt, moving over his chest.I rolled my eyes.The scene playing out in front of me didn't matter and I wanted to act as though I wasn't sitting in the middle of a room full of mafia men.The room was so cold and the tension very heavy. In front of me was Matteo, one of Don Julio's men. Even though his face was cold,l there was something unnerving about the way he was staring at me with his dark eyes. His calm yet authoritative voice was asking me questions as he interrogated me like I had stolen his kidney.His behavior made me realize that I was only a pawn and had no say in what was going on. I felt the pressure of the moment as I took a deep breath. It was oppressively tense. Matteo leaned forward and spoke to me in a smooth voice.“Your father was a complicated man, Sarian. He was not only associated with the Blood Vultures as we know.”I stared at h
Last Updated : 2025-04-07
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Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Bang! Bang!
SARIAN Matteo pulled me through the chilly night air with an almost painful grip on my arm. I winced abd tried to yank my hand free from his grasp but it was futile. His urgency-filled accent caused his breath to come out in short gasps. I knew that something was terribly off but what ?Both men. I had seen the look of hatred in theur eyes and I even made out a glint of fear in Matteo's eyes too but he had looked composed and brave.“ You don't speak to anyone you don't know or haven't seen before, you don't go out alone.” He said in half English, half Italian.Almost unable to keep up with his pace, I mumbled as I tried to catch my breath.“Okay.”As the club's noise grew farther behind us, we hurried past neon lights that flickered like broken stars. Despite my hair being pulled by the wind I chose not to fix it. I was already scared and wanted to be safe under Don Julio's wings.The pounding in my heart was too loud that o could almost hear it.Even more terrifying than Matteo's w
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Another Devil?
SARIAN It hurt so much more than anything and no matter how hard I tried to push her words out of my mind, it still stayed like it didn't want to go away.She was right.I was in a cage Even after she left and the wind howling announcing the beginning of rainfall later that night,I could still hear Allegra's laughing. Her tone was cruel, piercing and slicing through every tender spot in me like shards of glass. No doubt, her words had make me hate my life again. I kept my eyes forward as I walked without a sense of direction. I wanted to go faraway.I passed through the long corridor led past shadows and the music that continued to sound from the clubs interior. I saw some of the dancers, their gazes were still on me. Joking. Making judgments. As if I were Maybe Allegra's minions were there too. Without giving it a second thought, I ran.The cold air outside encircled me like a punishment. It was really quiet outside at night. Yet. It seemed as though everyone had forgotten this
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Mock Me, Break Me
SARIAN I stood there for a while but then, my legs felt like jelly, my heart had been broken into pieces and there was a deep wound that I knew would keep bleeding forever, one that would take forever to heal. Father and Marie were dead and I was left in this cruel world with no other person but Don Julio.I wondered what they might have done to him.Chased around like a mouse, beaten? Tortured? Shot to death?And I had the evidence in my shaking hands—grainy black-and-white pictures that had a dried blood and old smoke odor. Images that documented his last moments. His last anguish. I hated them. I hated the fact that I examined every one of them, that seeing them was something I couldn't erase from my memory and that they were etched there forever.I was having trouble breathing. I had trouble thinking. He was gone. My sister was too. I kept thinking if my life could have turned out differently if I was born to someone else, if father had become the artist he said he wanted to be
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Felt Nothing
DON JULIO She moaned as if it were real. As if she thought I was impressed. Actually I wasn't. Not one bit.She moaned louder and teased her clit, her legs wrapped around me with practiced ease, the smell of her expensive perfume drifting into my nose and her body was soft. But she was not Sarian.And I didn't want her to be. I only wanted something to distract me and here it was and now I was no longer interested in having sex with her. And before it even got started , she ruined it. Her hands slid under my shirt in a desperate attempt to make contact but all I could think about was marble floors and blood. My club. And Sarian again.Damn it.She kissed my neck and I allowed her to, her fingers trailing down to my crotch. My fingers were slow and cruel as they teased her inner thigh. She gave a gasp. Then there was a whimper. I saw the change in her expression, the glimmer of seduction in her eyes. Not the right move I hovered over her, pushing her back against the pillows
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Heavy Memories
DON JULIO I sighed as if the world was pressing down on my chest, I reclined in my leather chair and ran my hands through my hair.The amber liquid swirled in a slow circle as my fingers aimlessly traced the rim of my glass. Something deeper, something hidden was hiding beneath the layers of ice and indifference was weighing me down instead of the alcohol. Sarian. Her name rang in my head like a dagger, piercing the haze of my mind, her face, her eyes, even with the way she shook.Very similar to Sophia's. To get the memory to back off was impossible, I clenched my jaw but it did nothing to push the memories back.I hated it. The way she looked at me as if I was more than the monster I was, I hated and loved her stubbornness.I took a swing and massaged the back of my neck as the memories came flooding back.The same face Sarian had was exactly the same with Sophia.A doppelganger?My father never loved him, in fact I knew if he had found a genie, he would wish I was never born
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation His Death
SARIAN I became immobile, unable to talk. I couldn't even breath, this, all of it felt like a very bad dream I wanted to wake up from.My chest tightened making it impossible for me to breathe.There were far too many photos. An excessive amount of blood. The face I had grown to love was in too much pain. Father, lying limp in each picture. Beaten. In pieces.Lost. I gazed at them—the dried blood at his temple, the ropes gnawing at his wrists, the cracked floor underneath him. His eyes were open in one of the photographs. looking, begging, for a chance to live again.Who was he begging?Don Julio?With shaking hands, I reached for that picture and saw it—the moment that broke me to pieces. The picture wasn't taken today. Or yesterday. I stared more, my eyes moving.An inconspicuous timestamp in the corner. The date was a week ago.I dropped the picture immediately as if I had been stung .No. . No, its not real. He was alive so it can't be. He should have been still alive. “My fat
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation The Sweet Pain
DON JULIO For someone trying to be brave, I couldn't handle her wild eyes. Sarian was sitting across from me, her hands folded tightly in her lap and her knees clenched. She had her fathers careless mouth and his stubbornness .I steadily lit a cigar while keeping my gaze fixed on her. I wanted a lot of things , a lot of information at my fingertips and she was going to give them to me.I gave the glass of vodka to Allegra who took a swing. She laughed when she saw the look on my face and then leaned in to kiss me as I handed the glass to be refilled.I saw the look of disgust abd something like anger… maybe jealous on Sarian’s eyes and almost laughed.Matteo was interrogating her and I was finding it interesting. I was sure she didn't know it was because of her that The Blood Vultures had attacked.Her fire appealed to me though. It brought back memories of my younger self before the blood and before the power. I looked at Allegra who was slowly grinding in my lap, her curves sh
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation A Life Of Shadows
SARIAN Pretending nothing was going on was what I wanted to do. But Allegra's hand still trailed itself into Don Julio's opened shirt, moving over his chest.I rolled my eyes.The scene playing out in front of me didn't matter and I wanted to act as though I wasn't sitting in the middle of a room full of mafia men.The room was so cold and the tension very heavy. In front of me was Matteo, one of Don Julio's men. Even though his face was cold,l there was something unnerving about the way he was staring at me with his dark eyes. His calm yet authoritative voice was asking me questions as he interrogated me like I had stolen his kidney.His behavior made me realize that I was only a pawn and had no say in what was going on. I felt the pressure of the moment as I took a deep breath. It was oppressively tense. Matteo leaned forward and spoke to me in a smooth voice.“Your father was a complicated man, Sarian. He was not only associated with the Blood Vultures as we know.”I stared at h
Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Taste Of Rage
SARIAN I'd witnessed Don Julio's anger before. He demanded respect from everyone around him and I had witnessed the fire in his eyes when things didn't go his way. However this was different. For the first time I witnessed him genuinely losing control, whatever had happened tonight was something he didn't expect and thought that I was the cause.The only thing I could make out despite the rapid exchange of Italian were the words in English: “The Blood Vultures.”The club remained disorganized. None of the women who worked there dared to leave Don Julio's side despite their disorganized and unsure appearance. They looked like they might be swept by a tornado if they did.He had a captivating presence but today it was also frightening. Standing in front of Don Julio, the club's manager—a man who was always cool under pressure—explained the circumstances. He was the real manager and maybe the other was his assistant.Based on his facial expressions, it appeared that the Blood Vultures
