“Tell me to stop, Princess. Tell me to go away. Say the word and I’ll walk away.”She opened her mouth to speak, but no word came out. Instead she found herself leaning into him, drawn by a force she couldn’t explain, couldn’t fight.She was already his, she knew that the moment her body responded to his presence. An ocean of anticipation swelled within her, her every nerve alight and waiting for what was to come. Her breath hitched as Dante’s lips curled into a knowing smile, the kind that promised he was aware of exactly how deeply she was surrendering to him.Dante’s eyes softened, and he took her silence as a permission. His hand slid up her thigh, stopping just shy of where her body ached for his touch. “You are breathtaking, Princess,” Dante whispered, his voice rough with restraint. “Do you even know what you do to me?”Before she could respond, his lips were on hers, capturing her in kiss that stole her breath. Sophia acrched into the kiss. This kiss that wasn't gentle— it was
Sophia could not get over what had happened at the restaurant. The memories of that night haunted her like a shadow she couldn’t escape. It was as if Dante had left a mark on her body—on her soul. No matter how hard she tried to push it away, it came back.She could still feel his tongue trailing over her skin, hot and wet, making her shiver. The way he had kissed her—slow at first, then rough and hungry—had stolen the breath from her lungs. His hands had explored every inch of her, his touch burning through her clothes, leaving her aching for more.And then, there was the way he sucked her. It had made her lose control, her body reacting without her permission. She had never felt anything like it before. His mouth had claimed her, his grip on her body had been firm, demanding. The way he had grabbed her boobs , squeezed them, teased them—it had sent waves of pleasure through her, making her moan in ways she never thought she could.She had let it happen. She had wanted it.That was w
Dante stared at his phone, his blood raging.His jaw clenched, his fingers tightening around his phone as he watched the call go unanswered again.Sophia was avoiding him.After that night at the restaurant, after the way her body had responded to him, after the way she had melted under his touch, he had been sure she was his. He had tasted her, felt the way she trembled, heard the soft moans she couldn’t hold back. He had taken his time with her, teasing, devouring, driving her to the edge.She had wanted it. He had felt it in the way her body arched for more, in the way she had clung to him, in the way she gasped his name like a secret slipping past her lips.He had been patient, letting her set the pace, letting her get comfortable with the heat between them. But now, she was acting like it never happened. She was running from him.Every nerve in his body burned with frustration.Did she really think she could just ignore him? Pretend that night meant nothing?No.Dante let out a s
The dungeon was cold, dark, and smelled of blood. Water dripped from the ceiling, making a soft, hollow sound. The walls were thick stone, and the only light came from a single bulb hanging from the ceiling, swinging slightly. In the center of the room, tied to a metal chair, was the man who had stolen from Dante’s vault. His face was bruised, dried blood crusting on his lips. His hands were tied behind his back, and his ankles were strapped to the chair legs. He had been here for hours, waiting for his fate.Dante entered the room slowly, his footsteps echoing. His dark eyes were cold, his face hard. He wore a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, showing the veins in his arms. He was angry—no, he was furious. But it was not just because of the theft. It was because of Sophia. She had been ignoring him. She had pushed him away, refused to see him, refused to answer his calls. She made him feel something he did not like—something out of his control. It had been days, and he could no
Sophia stood in front of her father, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. Her heart pounded in her chest, but she refused to back down.“I waited for you, Sophia,” her father said, his voice heavy with disappointment. “You promised to come see me. Instead, you keep avoiding me.”Sophia took a deep breath, trying to stay calm, but she couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Dad, maybe i will come see you when you stop disturbing me with anything that concerns your mafia men again!” she snapped, her voice louder than she intended. “If we can start having normal conversations like before, then I will come see you. But for now, I’m done! The only thing you care about is forcing me to marry one of these ruthless mafia lords!”Her father’s eyes darkened, and his jaw tightened. “Sophia, you don’t understand—”“I understand perfectly!” she interrupted, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “I understand that you want to trade me like a piece of property. But I won’t let you!” And you’re always c
Dante’s thumb flicked over her hardened nipple through the fabric of her white coat, sending a sharp jolt through Sophia’s body. A soft whimper escaped her lips before she could stop it.Dante’s eyes darkened with satisfaction. His lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk.“I want you, princess,” he murmured, his voice deep and rough with hunger.Before she could react, he closed the space between them. His lips captured hers in a fierce, demanding kiss.Sophia gasped against his mouth, her hands instinctively pressing against his chest. But the moment his lips moved, coaxing hers to part, she was lost.Dante kissed her like he owned her—like he had waited too long and wasn’t willing to hold back anymore. His lips were firm, his movements hungry. His tongue slid against hers, exploring, teasing, taking.A soft moan vibrated in her throat, and Dante seized the moment to deepen the kiss. His fingers curled around her waist, pulling her tightly against him. Sophia felt the hardness of his
“You’re mine, and you know it princess.” Dante whispered to her.Sophia could barely reply to Dante. Her lips parted slightly, but no words came out. Her body was still trembling, her breath uneven, and her heart was racing so fast she thought it might burst out of her chest. She felt exposed, not because she wasn’t dressed properly, but because Dante had just seen this side of her again. A side of her that completely surrendered to him.She wanted to look away, to hide the way her cheeks burned, but Dante was still there, standing between her legs, watching her with those dark, intense eyes that seemed to see straight through her.And that was what scared her the most.Because deep inside, she knew she had completely fallen for him.She didn’t want to admit it—not to him, not even to herself—but there was no point denying it anymore. Every part of her body, every part of her soul, craved this man. It wasn’t just about how he made her feel physically—it was the way he completely consu
Sophia could not stop thinking about Dante. Ever since that night in her office, she had stopped fighting her feelings. She had tried to deny it before, but now, she knew the truth—she wanted him. She wanted him in every way. His touch, his kiss, the way he made her body tremble—it was always on her mind. Every time she thought about it, her body reacted. Her heart would beat faster, her skin would feel hot, and she gets wet almost immediately.She had started picking his call every day. She found of talking to him. She told him about her day, about the patients she helped, about the app she was creating. She wanted to help people get easy access to treatment. Dante listened to her talk, and even though she sometimes felt like she was rambling, he never told her to stop.“You really love talking about this app, huh?” Dante teased one night over the phone.Sophia laughed. “I just want to help people.”“I know, princess,” Dante said, his voice deep and warm. “I love hearing you talk ab
As soon as they reached the elegantly set table, Dante pulled out a chair for Sophia like a perfect gentleman. She smiled warmly at his gesture, her heart swelling with love. He then took his seat across from her, his intense gaze never leaving her.The moment they settled in, the chef appeared, dressed in a crisp white uniform, carrying a bottle of the finest red wine. With a graceful movement, he poured the deep crimson liquid into their glasses, the aroma filling the air. He then placed their first course on the table—a beautifully plated Caprese salad. Fresh slices of ripe tomatoes and creamy mozzarella cheese were drizzled with rich balsamic glaze, topped with fresh basil leaves.Sophia picked up her fork, still grinning from ear to ear, her excitement bubbling over. She took a bite, the combination of flavors melting on her tongue. “Mmm,” she hummed, closing her eyes for a second. “This is so good.”Dante smirked, his eyes darkening with something more than just admiration. He w
Sophia reached for the door handle, her heart fluttering with excitement, but just as she was about to open it, the door swung open from the other side.And then—everything stopped.It was as if time itself had frozen, trapping them in a moment that belonged only to them. Their eyes locked, and the air between them grew heavy with unspoken words, raw emotion, and something even deeper—something that neither of them could put into words but could feel in every inch of their being.Dante stood there, utterly still, his breath caught in his throat as he took her in. His gaze traveled slowly, drinking in every detail—her flawless red gown, the way it hugged her curves like it was made just for her, the shimmering gold jewelry that adorned her skin like delicate kisses, the way her hair was styled to perfection, framing the face he had grown obsessed with.But what truly made his chest tighten with longing was the way she was looking at him.Sophia was lost in him, drowning in the sight of
Dante led Sophia to the elevator, his hand still wrapped around hers. As the doors slid shut, soft golden lights filled the space, casting a warm glow over them. The elevator moved smoothly, ascending to the very top floor of the villa. Sophia’s heart pounded with excitement, wondering what he wanted to show her.When the doors opened, Dante guided her into a large, breathtaking room. The moment she stepped inside, her eyes widened in shock.The space before her was breathtaking. It wasn’t just a room—it was a dream closet, she thought the one in Dante’s mansion was the best but this before her only existed in movies or among royalty. The walls were lined with endless racks of designer gowns, each more stunning than the last. Silky fabrics in rich colors, intricate lace, and shimmering sequins caught the soft lighting, making the dresses look almost magical.On the far side of the room, shelves displayed an exquisite collection of high-end heels, each pair arranged perfectly. There w
Dante lay beside Sophia, his gaze tracing over her delicate features as she slept peacefully. Her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, her lips slightly parted, and her dark hair spread out across the pillow like a halo. She looked so soft, so utterly breathtaking, and a deep sense of possessiveness swelled in his chest.As if sensing his intense gaze, Sophia’s lashes fluttered, and slowly, her eyes opened. The moment they met Dante’s piercing stare, a small smile played on her lips.“How was your sleep?” he asked, his voice deep and velvety.Before she could answer, he leaned down, effortlessly scooping her into his arms, pulling her against his bare chest. His warmth enveloped her, and her body melted into his embrace. His lips brushed over hers in a slow, teasing kiss before trailing lower, capturing the soft skin of her neck between his teeth. A shiver ran through her, and a breathy whimper escaped her lips as his hands found her boobs, kneading them gently.“Dante,” she breath
Luca arrived at the restaurant before her, choosing a secluded table at the farthest corner of the dimly lit space. He had no interest in being seen with Lilian, and he certainly didn’t trust her enough to meet in a public place without keeping his back to the wall. His sharp eyes scanned the entrance, his fingers tapping impatiently against the table.Minutes later, the sound of clicking heels echoed through the restaurant. He didn’t need to turn around to know who it was—her presence was impossible to ignore. Lilian strutted toward him with the confidence. She wore a fitted black dress that hugged her curves perfectly, paired with red stilettos that made her legs look longer than they already were.A cocky smile played on her lips as she approached, her voice smooth and teasing.“Luca.”She stopped right in front of him, tilting her head as she looked him over.“You haven’t changed one bit. You still look the same.”Her tone was laced with amusement, but there was an underlying edge
Dante guided Sophia into the warm bath, holding her close as the soothing water enveloped them. He ran his hands over her body, massaging her tired muscles while stealing soft kisses from her lips, her shoulders, and the delicate curve of her neck. Every now and then, he couldn’t resist giving her ass a playful spank, grinning at the way she gasped and squirmed against him.He was still hard, still aching for her, but he could see the exhaustion settling in her features. She had already given him everything, surrendering to pleasure over and over again, and he knew she needed rest. Even as his body craved another round, he chose to take care of her instead.Once they finished bathing, Dante stepped out first, grabbing a plush towel and wrapping it securely around his waist. He reached for another towel, gently drying Sophia’s damp skin before slipping a silk robe over her shoulders, making sure she was warm and comfortable.Lifting her effortlessly into his arms, he carried her back
Her orgasm consumed her like a wildfire, scorching through every nerve, every cell, until she was nothing but pure sensation. It was as if her entire existence had led to this moment, this release, this overwhelming pleasure that shattered her completely. She had never cum this hard before—never lost herself so entirely to pleasure that her mind ceased to function.Her body trembled violently in Dante’s arms, her walls pulsing around his thick cock, milking him, desperate for more. Her breath came in sharp, uneven gasps as aftershocks wracked her frame. Time felt frozen, her mind clouded with bliss.When she finally regained control, her hazy eyes landed on Dante. He was still holding her close, his strong arms wrapped tightly around her, his cock buried deep inside her—but he wasn’t moving. His broad chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. his dark eyes locked onto her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. The raw hunger in his gaze was enough to make her core clench a
Their eyes remained locked an unspoken intensity passing between them, he pushed the bathroom door with ease gently set her down, his hands lingering on her waist for a moment before he turned to fix a warm bath for her. The sound of water filling the tub echoed in the room, but Sophia wasn’t paying attention to it.Her gaze drifted downward, landing on the prominent bulge straining against his pants. A jolt of electricity shot through her body, making her core clench with need, despite her blissful exhaustion from cumming so hard in his mouth. Her breathing hitched as she licked her lips, her eyes darkening with raw desire.“Your… your cock,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “It’s hard.”Dante turned back to her, a dark smirk curving his lips as he caught the way her pupils dilated with hunger. He stepped closer, his fingers grazing her chin as he tilted her face up to meet his heated stare.“Yes, princess,” he murmured, his voice deep and husky. “It’s hard—so fucking har
Dante leaned in again, pressing his lips just above her pounding heartbeat, his hands gripping her waist as if he never wanted to let her go. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he whispered against her skin before claiming her lips in another soul stealing kiss. Sophia shivered as the cool air kissed her exposed flesh, sending goosebumps across her skin. But the heat of Dante’s touch quickly replaced it, setting her body ablaze. His lips left hers, trailing hot, wet kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, and lower—until he reached the soft swell of her boobs.A low, satisfied growl rumbled from his chest as he cupped her perfect boobs in his large hands, his thumbs teasing her nipples. The contrast of his warm palms against her flushed skin sent waves of pleasure coursing through her.Sophia let out a soft, needy moan, arching her back slightly, offering herself to him. Fuck, he knows exactly how to touch me.Dante smirked against her skin, as if hearing her thoughts. His mo