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Chapter 33
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His Sinful Desire Chapter 34
ERICA I woke up to a pounding headache and the faint smell of something unfamiliar—leather? It took a moment for my blurry eyes to adjust to the dim light streaming through my bedroom window. The ache in my head deepened as I sat up, but the sight that greeted me froze me mid-motion. Raffael. He was seated in the armchair next to my bed, his legs crossed, his expression unreadable. He wasn’t just here; he was staring at me, like he’d been waiting for me to wake up. “What the…” I croaked, my voice hoarse. “What are you doing here?” “Good morning to you too,” he replied, his tone clipped. “You don’t remember?” My mind raced, the throbbing in my head making it harder to think. “Remember what?” Raffael stood, his imposing figure towering over me as he walked to the side of the bed. “Last night. You don’t remember anything?” And just like that, the memories slammed into me like a freight train. Running down the dark alley, the thugs chasing me. The pizza. Sitting in the m
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ERICA I stood in the kitchen, my hands busy chopping vegetables for the salad, while my mind wandered elsewhere. The house was eerily quiet except for the faint sound of laughter coming from the living room. Raffael and Clarissa. I didn’t need to peek around the corner to know what was going on. Her high-pitched giggles and the sound of his low murmurs were enough to paint a picture. I tried not to think about it as I moved to set the table. The clinking of plates and cutlery against the wooden surface was louder than I expected, almost like it was trying to drown out the scene in my head. But as I turned to grab the glasses, my eyes accidentally landed on them. Clarissa was perched on Raffael’s lap, her perfectly manicured fingers tracing his jawline as she leaned in for a kiss. His arm rested lazily around her waist, his hand splayed possessively on her lower back. I quickly looked away, but a strange discomfort settled in my chest. Why does this bother me? I shook the thought
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Clarissa stormed into Ray’s office, her heels clicking against the tiled floor with urgency. Ray looked up from his cluttered desk, his expression morphing from surprise to confusion as he saw her standing in front of him, her hands gripping the back of the chair across from him. “Clarissa,” he began, leaning back slightly. “What brings you here? You don’t usually…” “Raffael is on his way,” she interrupted, her tone sharp and urgent. Ray’s brows knitted together, perplexed. “Raffael? Here? Why? What’s going on?” Clarissa rolled her eyes, her frustration evident. “Why else would he be coming? It is because of Erica ofcourse. That stupid girl that somehow found a way to turn our lives upside down” The name dripped from her lips like venom. Ray sat up straighter, his confusion deepening. “Erica? What did she do now?” “That lousy new stripper reported some nonsense about being bullied in the club. And under your watch, no less,” Clarissa snapped. “She even showed Raffael some
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Raffael’s icy presence filled the room as he stood at the entrance, eyes scanning over the girls who had been dancing with the men just moments ago. The music still thumped loudly, but the tension in the air was like a heavy storm waiting to break. He didn’t need to say much. The armed ladies were already moving toward the men whom the girls had been entertaining. “Leave this place,” Raffael’s voice was calm but deadly. “Now.” The man closest to him, a burly figure with a thick beard, turned and scoffed, trying to mask his unease with bravado. “We paid much to have them tonight. We’ll leave when we’re ready. You can have them later.” Without warning, Raffael’s fist connected with the man’s gut, a sickening thud echoing through the space. The man gasped, stumbling backward, clutching his stomach, blood spilling from his lips as he hit the ground with a thud. Raffael didn’t flinch, his cold stare unwavering. “If I repeat myself, you’d be dead.” The other men froze, their faces
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CLARISSA I stalked through the club, my heels clicking loudly against the marble floor, each step an echo of the anger boiling in my chest. The atmosphere was thick with the sounds of laughter and the clinking of glasses, but I was too focused on my goal to notice. I was looking for them—Daisy, Melanie, and Chloe. As I reached the dressing room, I paused, hearing the muffled voices behind the door. I pushed it open, and the sight inside made my stomach twist. The three girls were sitting on the floor, the first aid kit scattered beside them. Melanie was wiping the blood off her arms with shaky hands, while Chloe was dabbing a cloth to her swollen cheek. Daisy winced as she adjusted her position, trying to ignore the pain in her side. They were a mess, bruised and battered, and it was clear that Raffael’s thuggish women hadn’t held back. The moment they saw me, their expressions shifted. They went from hurt to pure, seething anger. “Look who finally shows up,” Chloe hissed,
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ERICA The room was quiet except for the soft sound of the mop sliding across the polished floor. I had been cleaning for nearly an hour, trying to distract myself from the nagging thoughts that had been swirling in my mind since last night. Ever since Clarissa cornered me and told me that Raffael had Chloe, Daisy, and Melanie beaten up, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I didn’t know how to feel. Should I be grateful? Should I confront him? The idea of speaking to him made my stomach churn. Raffael wasn’t the type of man you casually approached, especially when he looked as brooding and irritated as he did lately. I adjusted the mop in my hand, glancing toward the door. The air felt heavier when he was around, and the tension only grew when I heard his familiar footsteps echo in the hall. A second later, the door creaked open, and there he was. Raffael walked into the room without sparing me a glance, his face a mask of cold indifference. He headed straight to his closet, tug
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ERICA DAYS LATER As the music started, I stepped onto the stage, trying to block out the leers and crude remarks. The bass thumped in my chest, and I moved to the rhythm like I always did, my hips swaying, my body bending to the demands of the performance. The whistles began almost immediately. "Yeah, work it, baby!" a man shouted from the corner, his words slurred with liquor. "Show us more!" another chimed in, laughing as he slapped the table. I twisted around the pole, letting the music guide me. I was good at pretending it didn’t bother me. A man sitting near the stage leaned forward, his gold chains glinting under the lights. He shoved a wad of cash into my bra with a cocky grin. "That’s for being a good girl," he said, his breath reeking of whiskey. As I spun around the pole, trying to shake off the emotions threatening to overwhelm me, something shifted. I felt it before I saw it—a pair of eyes burning into me. I glanced toward the back of the room, and my sto
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ERICA Hot breath hovered over my skin, teeth grazing my flesh, and nails digging deep into it. I could feel his arousal hard against me as he caged me, his body firmly pressed onto mine. Bruising kisses scattered across my skin, and I whimpered, too drained to even scream or fight back. “Tonight, I’ll show you exactly what you are,” his dark tone whispered into my ear. “Raffael!” I screamed, jolting upright from the bed at once. My breath came in labored and rugged, sweat beads coating my forehead even though the room wasn’t hot at all. I placed a hand on my chest, trying to steady my frantic breathing and heartbeat as I felt my heart sink into my stomach. Trailing my gaze to the clock in my room, I was shocked to find it was ten minutes past six. Had I slept through the entire day? Hurriedly, I stepped out of bed and headed to the bathroom to freshen up so I could prepare dinner. Ever since my terrible encounter with Raffael at the club a few days ago, where he practica
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His Sinful Desire Chapter 68
ERICA The fluorescent lights in the club’s washroom buzzed faintly as I leaned over the sink, letting the cold water splash against my face. I gripped the edges of the porcelain basin tightly, my reflection staring back at me through the cracked mirror. My makeup, though still mostly intact, was starting to feel heavy, the weight of my foundation and eyeliner matching the exhaustion I felt in my chest. It had been days since I was discharged, and already I was back here, back to work, trying to pretend like my life wasn’t spiraling. I patted my face dry with a paper towel, taking a deep breath. “You can do this, Erica,” I whispered to myself, my voice barely audible over the muffled bass thumping from the lounge. I adjusted my outfit—a glittering black bikini top and matching bottoms, the standard uniform for girls like me here. It wasn’t glamorous, but it paid the debt hanging over my head, and that was all I needed. My skin prickled under the fluorescent light as I squared my sh
His Sinful Desire Chapter 67
THIRD PERSON The hospital room had grown unbearably stifling. Erica leaned her head against the cool metal of the bed frame, staring at the pale yellow walls that had become her prison for the past week. She exhaled slowly, her fingers twitching restlessly against the blanket. She hated this—being trapped inside like some fragile thing. She wasn’t dying, yet everyone treated her like she was. The days bled into each other, marked only by the nurses’ rounds and the occasional hum of conversation outside her door. She couldn’t even remember the last time she’d seen the world beyond this room. Her thoughts were interrupted by a light knock. A male nurse, probably in his late twenties, peeked in with a friendly smile. “Good morning, Erica. How are we doing today?” She turned her head, forcing a small smile. “Same as yesterday. And the day before that.” He chuckled, walking over to check her IV and monitor. “Well, at least you’re consistent. You look better, though. Progress.” Erica
His Sinful Desire Chapter 66
ERICA DAYS LATER I woke up to the sound of soft footsteps and the faint rustle of papers. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dim morning light streaming through the blinds. The nurse, a middle-aged woman with a warm, maternal smile, was standing by the foot of my bed, clipboard in hand. “Good morning, sweetheart,” she said, her voice cheerful as she checked the machines around me. “Morning,” I replied groggily, my throat dry. She walked closer, holding a tray with a light breakfast—a bowl of oatmeal, a small juice box, and a banana. She placed it on the small table by my bed and began taking my vitals. “How are you feeling today?” she asked, gently pressing a stethoscope to my chest. “Same as yesterday,” I muttered, trying not to flinch at the cold metal against my skin. She chuckled softly. “That’s progress, isn’t it? Now, let’s get you eating. You need your strength.” I eyed the tray with no enthusiasm. My stomach churned at the thought of food. “I’m not hungr
His Sinful Desire Chapter 65
ERICA The room was quiet, almost too quiet. The dim light of the bedside lamp cast long shadows across the walls, and the muffled hum of the city filtered through the blinds. I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, unable to shut my mind off. My body was still sore, but the real pain wasn’t physical. I shifted slightly in the bed, wincing as a dull ache shot through my ribs. The room smelled like antiseptic, sharp and sterile, reminding me that this wasn’t home—not that Raffael’s mansion ever felt like home either. Clarissa. Her name burned in my chest like acid. I couldn’t forget the look on her face when she leaned over me, pretending to care, her fake smile masking the venom underneath. She had kissed Raffael right in front of me, like she owned him, like she was marking her territory. And maybe she did own him. That thought sent a fresh wave of bitterness through me. Raffael hadn’t even noticed. He hadn’t noticed how tense I was, how I flinched every time Clarissa moved
His Sinful Desire Chapter 64
ERICA My chest still heaved, the weight of what had just happened crushing me from the inside out. Clarissa’s words echoed in my ears like a broken record. “You’re nothing but a pest that needs to be exterminated.” She was gone now, but the fear lingered, crawling up my spine and settling in the pit of my stomach. My throat burned from the screams I hadn’t dared to let out. I stared at the door, half-expecting her to burst back in, pillow in hand, ready to finish what she’d started. But instead, it swung open slowly, and a different figure stepped in. Raffael. I didn’t know if I should feel relief or resentment. He strolled in with his usual commanding presence, his eyes sharp as they landed on me. “Still awake,” he said, his voice low but firm. He came closer, his gaze flickering over my face before settling on the untouched tray of food Romano had brought earlier. His expression darkened. “You haven’t eaten,” he snapped, picking up the tray and holding it in front of me like
His Sinful Desire Chapter 63
ERICA The white walls of the hospital room felt like they were closing in on me, suffocating me with their sterile brightness. The steady beeping of the heart monitor was a cruel metronome, marking the endless minutes I spent in silence. The ache in my chest had nothing to do with my injuries—it was the hollow emptiness of waiting. Waiting for him. It had been an entire day. Twenty-four hours since Raffael had walked out, his anger sharp and biting, his words cutting deeper than the wound on my head. I hadn’t expected him to apologize; that wasn’t who Raffael was. But I had expected… something. A glimpse of concern, even if it was disguised as irritation. I stared at the clock on the wall, the second hand ticking forward relentlessly. Morning had turned to afternoon, then evening, and still no sign of him. Why does it matter? I scolded myself. You wanted him to leave you alone. You wanted space. But the ache in my chest betrayed me. It did matter. And that infuriated me. I trie
His Sinful Desire Chapter 62
ERICA When I opened my eyes, the whiteness almost blinded me. The room was so bright it felt unnatural, like stepping into a void. The walls, the ceiling, the sheets—everything was searingly white, almost sterile. A faint, rhythmic beeping filled the air, syncing with the pounding in my head. I blinked a few times, my vision blurry, and tried to move. The slightest shift made my head throb, the pain radiating down my neck. I groaned softly, squeezing my eyes shut. Where was I? The smell of antiseptic answered the question before my brain could catch up. A hospital. I was in a hospital. But why? Then it all hit me at once. Running. The woods. The tree. The crash. Raffael. The memories came in flashes, disjointed and overwhelming. I remembered his voice chasing me through the night, the fear that drove me to keep running, the moment my body slammed into the tree. My stomach turned, and a wave of nausea washed over me. I lifted my hand to touch my head, but something stopped me.
His Sinful Desire Chapter 61
ERICA I didn’t dare look back. Every part of me screamed to stop, to rest, but the fear pounding in my chest wouldn’t let me. My legs moved on their own, fueled by pure adrenaline, while the cold night air bit at my skin. My heart hammered wildly, my lungs burned, and every desperate breath felt like it wasn’t enough. Behind me, his voice rose, sharp and angry, cutting through the still night like a blade. “Erica! Stop!” Raffael’s shout carried authority, the kind that could make someone freeze on instinct. Not me. Not tonight. I gritted my teeth, pushing myself harder, my steps quick and uneven. “No!” I yelled over my shoulder, the word raw and trembling. My voice felt small, swallowed by the vast emptiness of the dark street. “I can’t! You don’t understand—I have to go!” “You’re only making this worse for yourself!” he bellowed. His voice sounded closer, and I felt a shiver run through me. “Stop now, or you’ll regret it!” Regret? His words pierced my mind, their meaning twis
His Sinful Desire Chapter 60
ERICA The sharp beam of headlights cut through the darkness, washing over me. I froze, clutching my bag so tightly to my chest that I felt the rough fabric dig into my palms. My heart pounded wildly, each thud echoing in my ears and drowning out the gentle symphony of chirping crickets.Why is he back so early? Did he forget anything? Damn! Of all the days he decided to come back early! Breathe, Erica. Think. I dropped to the ground, scrambling into the bushes near the gate. The thorny branches scratched my arms and snagged the hem of my shirt, but I barely noticed. My focus was entirely on keeping my breathing steady, shallow, silent. The car door opened. Even without seeing his face, I knew it was him. Raffael. His broad shoulders caught the faint glow of the car’s interior light. His movements were deliberate, calm. Every step he took exuded an unshakable confidence, as if he already knew exactly what he’d find. No. He couldn’t have seen me. He couldn’t. I pressed my body lo
