LOGINShare
Bounty
Last Updated:
2024-12-22 23:23:16Related chapters
HER ONLY CRIME Marcelo Del Ponte
Emilia~"I want out!" The words escaped my lips, as I stood before my husband. He looked up at me from his desk, and a sudden silence hung thickly in the air. I held my breath in anticipation of his response."What did you just say?" He finally asked, after what felt like a whole hour of uncomfortable silence.My lips trembled, as I watched him stand up from his seat. His jaw clenched, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to be daring me to repeat myself.Whatever debt my late parents owed, I believed I had already paid with my years of marriage to him. I couldn't continue with it anymore."I'm...done. I want out!" I said again, a little louder and firmer. This time, I slid some divorce papers onto his desk.Bronx suddenly burst out into a fit of hysterical laughter. I watched his whole body vibrate, as he tilted his head backwards to howl even louder, like this was the funniest thing he ever heard."You want out?" He asked, flashing me a yellow-toothed grin.I begun to slowly back away, a
Last Updated : 2024-11-21HER ONLY CRIME Changes
Emilia~Gone was the dorky, playful, teenager I used to know. In his place was a brooding male, who exuded so much power and dominance. The last time I saw Marcelo was at his mother's funeral, here in Los Angeles. I heard he moved to Sicily, just the following week, and I never saw or heard from him ever since.Our parents used to be very close, and that was how we got to know each other in the first place. We were practically best friends, as we grew up together and even attended the same high school."How was your trip, Mr. Del Ponte?" My husband asked, breaking the long, awkward silence at the dinner table.I hadn't noticed how much I was staring, until Marcelo's eyes suddenly met mine, forcing me to look away. It was obvious he also recognized me, but chose to say nothing about it.He turned his gaze to my husband, who was sitting right beside me. The tension in the room seemed to get even thicker by the second."It was splendid. Right, boss?" One of the men who accompanied Marce
Last Updated : 2024-11-21HER ONLY CRIME Share of hell
[A/N: Just a little reminder that this book is rated 18+, as there will be sexually explicit scenes that some readers may find disturbing. ]Marcelo~The constant pitter patter of rain drops against my window sill, was the only sound keeping me company, as I sat alone with my thoughts. Thoughts that revolved around a particularly interesting female.Emilia Anderson! She grew up to be a fucking goddess, one I'd love to worship on my bed.Those baby blue eyes and the sadness they seemed to hide, I couldn't get them out of my head. Not that I even wanted to, I've always had a thing for her.Taking a puff of my tobacco joint, I thought back to how stunning she looked in that red, evening dress. I bet she looks even better without it.The full swell of her plush lips, and her ripe, bodily curves that were out on full display. The things I would do to that body...How she ended up with such an asshole for a husband, was a total mystery to me. Why Bronx, of all people? It made no damn sense!
Last Updated : 2024-11-21HER ONLY CRIME Danger
Emilia~"This might sting a little." Marcelo warned, as he held out an ointment to apply to my cut.His eyes held a lot of focus, as he inspected my injuries closely. It was almost laughable."It's okay. I'm used to it." I said, encouraging him to go on.I watched his jaw clench at my words. He was trying really hard to contain his anger, and I knew it. I saw it in his eyes.He looked like he wanted to say something at first, but decided against it."I promise, he isn't always like this." I blurted out, trying to break the uncomfortable silence.It was a lie though. Bronx had gone physical with me on more occasions than I could count. He just always has his ways of making me feel like it was all my fault.I knew he was probably combing through the city right now, in search of me. The thought of going back to my so-called husband, scared me a lot.Marcelo remained silent, as he worked on my wounds. He no longer had the angered expression on his face, making me wonder what was going on
Last Updated : 2024-11-21HER ONLY CRIME Sweet crime
Emilia~"You weren't supposed to see this!" His words rang in my ears, as I stared at the unmoving body of the man who used to be my husband.Marcelo murdered the only man who knew the whereabouts of my long lost sister. He took a man's life, and I bet he enjoyed doing it.Was this why he had his little gang of tattooed men around? Are they also in on this? Of course they were, they literally call him "Boss".I noticed that Bronx's lifeless body was tied to a chair. The scars and bruises all over him, were evidence that he was severely beaten and tortured, before a bullet was probably put in his head.Deciding I had seen enough, I turned around to put as much distance as I could, between myself and Marcelo. "Stay away from me, you fucking psycho!" I screamed, as I noticed him hot in my pursuit. Was he about to kill me too? Was I about to face the same fate as my husband? Tears streamed down my face, as I willed myself to run faster. I literally walked myself right into this one. I
Last Updated : 2024-11-21HER ONLY CRIME Messenger
Marcelo~She had seen my darkest side, a part of me I initially intended to keep from her. That was the perfect excuse for me to make her my prisoner. She belonged to me now."You look... stunning!" I said to her, as she stood in front of the mirror in a black, high-slit gown.Her brown hair was arranged in one messy bun, allowing unruly tendrils to cascade down her face.Her blue eyes met mine in the mirror, but she remained silent.Tonight we were attending a masquerade ball together, and I thought of it as the perfect opportunity to show her off as mine.I let my eyes roam the curves of her perfect, hourglass figure that was highly accentuated by her dress. One of my maids, Martha was still busy applying touches of makeup to her face, as she stood there."Leave us!" I said to Martha, who looked like she was about to protest, but thought better of it. Good for her!I waited till the latter was out of the room, before turning my full attention back on Emilia.She made to walk past m
Last Updated : 2024-11-26HER ONLY CRIME Escape plan
Emilia~I panted, running as fast as my legs could take me in such a tight dress. If Marcelo catches up to us, there was no telling what he would do. I wasn't about to find out either."Come on, faster!" Martha whisper-yelled, urging me to match her pace.I've known her to be one of Marcelo's maids, as she was specially assigned to "take care of me". It made me skeptical as to why she was suddenly trying to help me escape.I slowly came to halt, doubling over and trying to catch my breath in a part of the mansion that looked like an abandoned garden. My lungs seemed like they were on fire, as I literally gasped for air."We don't have time for this, Miss Anderson!" Martha said, a hint of annoyance in her voice.I raised up my head to glare at her. What the hell was her deal?"Maybe you should have mentioned a lot of running in your grand escape plan!" I snapped at her."Why are you even helping me? You could get in so much trouble if we're caught."She frowned at my words, hesitating
Last Updated : 2024-11-26HER ONLY CRIME Mafia code
Emilia~I was restless. Panic coursed through me, as I watched the scene unfolding before me.I knew I had to do something. I had to do something before they kill her in the process.Martha's feet were shaking in the air, as she struggled to breathe. She was tied to a chair, just like they did to Bronx. A towel was placed over her face, and Marcelo's men took turns pouring water onto the already soaked towel.Whenever they removed the towel, she would go into a fit of coughing and wheezing, before they would start all over again. Marcelo took sips of scotch whiskey, as he watched with glee. That sick bastard was enjoying this."Let her go!" I said, standing right in front of him. Despite the fact that I tried to appear bold, I was still so terrified on the inside."... please!" I added, hoping to at least, get some empathy out of him."This wasn't her idea, it was mine. I made her do this, and I should be punished instead."Marcelo let out a scoff, before focusing his green eyes on me
Last Updated : 2024-11-26
Latest chapter
HER ONLY CRIME Bounty
Emilia~"I know you want to try it on." Marcelo whispered from behind me, as I stared at a dress that I found to be really provocative.I wondered who in their right minds would want to wear something like that."What? Me? No way!" I blurted out, as I was being pulled from my train of thoughts.My face was already turning red in embarrassment, and Marcelo wasn't helping with how he stared at me."It will look perfect on you." He persisted, coming closer to me.I could feel his hot breath on my neck, as he brushed up against me from behind.Dirty glances were cast our way, by a few people who also seemed to be shopping. However, the staff were busy directing them away from us."I'll look like a slut in it." I argued, frowning at a mental image of myself in the said dress.I was snapped back to the present, at the feeling of Marcelo's hardness poking my butt. I was suddenly starting to feel so much heat, despite the fact that the entire place was well ventilated."Mmm... imagine how ea
HER ONLY CRIME From the inside
Emilia~It's been over twenty minutes since Martinez left me by myself in this car. I was growing increasingly impatient and upset, not knowing if I should keep waiting, or go drag him out myself.Something tells me he's doing this because of Marcelo. He probably doesn't want to risk getting on Marcelo's bad side again, so he's intentionally avoiding me.He was supposed to drive me to the clothe store, as I really wanted to get something for Chloe. It's been two days now, and I haven't given her anything decent to wear.Deciding I'd wasted enough time waiting for Martinez, I made up my mind to go into the house and fish him out.However, just as the thought occurred to me, the driver's door suddenly clicked open. Instead of Martinez, a smiling Marcelo ushered himself into the vehicle, much to my surprise.I frowned at him, wanting an explanation for what was going on."Martinez won't be able to make it." He stated.The smug look on his face really pissed me off, and I tried to imagine
HER ONLY CRIME Responsibility
Emilia~"You kidnapped her?!" I shrieked in disbelief, at a smug looking Marcelo."What? Martinez is allowed to help, and I'm not?" He asked, before casually walking into the room."Doesn't seem fair." I glared at him, as my sister kept struggling on the chair and letting out muffled screams. I was willing to bet that she was swearing alot."Damn...she's a lot feistier than I remember." Marcelo remarked, as he bent down beside my Chloe, to look her in the eyes.The latter made several attempt to break free from her restraints, and probably jump on him. She was like a very angry, rabid dog."What if the police hears of this, or worse..." I questioned, feeling my anxiety get the better of me."...her people decides to come looking for her?" Marcelo let out a scoff, like I had just said the most ridiculous thing. He stood back up, to his full height, before walking towards me."You have very little faith in me, Em!" He whispered, just within a few inches from my ear."Nobody is coming
HER ONLY CRIME Just a touch
Emilia~Deciding that I had spent enough time in the bathtub, I carefully crept out, dropping water onto the bathroom floor.I reached for a nearby towel, which I used to dry my hair thoroughly. The blow-dryer would have been a better option, but I've always had a phobia of that device.I hummed softly to myself, as I casually wrapped another towel around my lower body, before deciding to exit the bathroom.I stepped into my main bedroom, and I was instantly startled by the sight of a very shirtless Marcelo, sitting on the bed, with a copy of my magazines in his hand.He raised up his head to grin at me, and my stomach instantly did a somersault. What does he want now?Feeling self-conscious of the fact that I was in nothing but a towel, I shifted my weight from one feet to the other, not really knowing how to react."I brought a peace offering." He announced, holding up a white plastic bag.Really? Ice-cream? I arched an eyebrow, as he unveiled the contents of the plastic bag. He wa
HER ONLY CRIME Just a whore
Marcelo~"Get out of the way, Em!" I growled.Emilia stood protectively in front of Martinez, stopping me from putting a bullet in his brain.I don't like to be disobeyed, and even my own consigliere was not an exception. He knew the rules, but still went ahead to break them. I'm pretty sure he was prepared for the consequences that are bound to follow."You'll have to kill me first." Emilia spat defiantly, stepping closer to me.I'd admit that I was a little taken aback by her sudden boldness, as I had never seen her step up to me...at least, not in this manner. It made me a little jealous of the fact that she was willing to put her life on the line for another man; another man that wasn't me.The tension in the room thickened, and nobody dared to utter a word, or even so much as breathe the wrong way. A number of my men were gathered, all watching and waiting to see how I'd handle this case of clear disregard on my authority. Even Isabella was watching with keen interest.Taking in
HER ONLY CRIME Long way from home
Emilia~"Sorry!" I muttered, as I hurriedly brushed past a number of people.I simultaneously kept my eyes on Chloe, as she kept moving even faster. Her blonde hair kept blowing in the wind, making her a little easier to spot.Every once in a while, she'd look back and see me closing in on her. She would then resort to hurling any object she can find around, right at me. She had gotten quite crafty, I'd give her that."Can you just..." I groaned out in frustration, as I jumped over a trash can that she hurled at me.At this point, I wasn't sure I was going to be able to find my way back to Martinez. I had been running a really long way from the bar."...stop for a moment?!" I screamed at the top of my already burning lungs, as I watched Chloe run into where seemed to be an old, abandoned building.I followed her without thinking twice, and I found out that it had another door leading to the backyard. Immediately I stepped through the said door, I was hit on the head by something tha
HER ONLY CRIME Chloe/Jada
Emilia~I didn't know there were suburbs in Sicily, until this very moment. My eyes were widened in awe of the scenery around us.Martinez had suggested that we avoid using any of the expensive cars, so as not to attract attention from the wrong people. Apparently, this place didn't exactly have the reputation for housing the nicest residents.I followed closely behind Martinez, who kept taking long, confident strides, like he owned this neighborhood. Stench of cigarettes and decaying refuse filled the air, and I scrunched up my nose in disgust.Martinez had a black, knee-length coat on, his hands buried deep in his pockets. I on the other hand, had an oversized hoodie, which I used to cover most of my face. Remembering what happened that night, at Alberto's auction, it made sense why I had to cover my face. Somehow, being associated with Marcelo had made me more popular than I'd normally like. They all knew me to be Marcelo's property."Relax your shoulders. You look tense." Martine
HER ONLY CRIME Not a maid
Emilia~Despite the fact that I was famished, I found myself picking at the food in front of me. I was slowly loosing my appetite, as I watched "Isabella" flirt shamelessly with Marcelo.Not able to take it anymore, I decided to call their attention by clearing my throat really loudly. They both turned their heads to look at me almost immediately."If you both don't mind, I'm trying to have breakfast here." I said, plastering a saccharine grin on my face."...and you're ruining it for me, with those disgusting remarks." Now I was staring right at a grinning Isabella, who seemed to be amused by my sudden outburst. Marcelo on the other hand, wore his usual emotionless mask."Oh I'm sorry... didn't see you there." Isabella suddenly spoke up, smiling through her fake apology."I think it's quite nice, that Marcelo allows his maid to eat at the same table." I frowned at her words, knowing exactly what she was trying to imply. "I am NOT his maid!" I declared firmly, slamming my hands on
HER ONLY CRIME Jealous
Emilia~"Mom!" A younger version of myself, called out to my mother."What is it, Emil?" She answered from the kitchen, annoyance evident in her voice.Of course I didn't read any meaning into my mother's harsh intonation. I was just too excited, as today happened to be a very important day in my life. It was my graduation from highschool."Today is my graduation, remember?" I asked, running up to my mother, who was still busy cooking up a storm.My stomach instantly growled at the sight of the freshly made pancakes and eggs. Mother was always such a good cook."Oh!" Was my mother's only response to what I just told her, and my expression immediately morphed into a frown.She didn't remember?"You and Dad are coming, right?" I asked, still trying to hold on to whatever hope I had in me.I watched my mother carry on with what she was doing, not in any hurry to answer my question. She had always seen me as some... disturbance."You know your father is tied down with work." She finally
