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Her feelings towards him were no longer held captive by resentment and fear. He had shown her in that moment of danger something of himself she never thought he had in him-a man who cared so much that he'd risk everything for her. Confusing, maddening as it was, undeniable. She had fallen for him. Valentine exhaled a shuddering breath and pushed a lock of hair out of his face."Why must you be so provoking?" she breathed softly, her voice shaking. "Why couldn't you just let me hate you?" She rested her fingers on his cheek a moment, then withdrew them. For one instant, she became cognizant of the extent of her feelings. It didn't make sense and wasn't even easy, but it was true. In the tumult of their shared nightmare, she had found herself in love with the person she never believed she would. Outside, the sun began to rise, casting its soft, golden light upon the window, and it stirred Arnulfo. His eyelids opened, his vision unfocused at first, before his eyes landed on her."Valenti
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As the days passed, Valentine saw how Arnulfo was slowly gaining strength, little by little. Despite everything, despite the danger, the betrayal, and the violence that had surrounded them,there was something about his vulnerability that stirred something deep inside her. She couldn't deny it any longer. She fell for him. It wasn't just the physical closeness, the nights spent tending to his wounds, or the moments where he was no longer the powerful mafia boss, but simply a man who needed her. It was the way he looked at her when he woke up, the way his eyes softened when he saw the care she took in making sure he was alright, even when he was at his worst. But beyond that, it was the promise he had made-to protect her, to keep her safe no matter the cost.Even in his weakest moments, he had been determined to keep her from harm, and that sense of devotion was something she couldn't ignore. And now that Arnulfo was completely cured, Valentine stood at a crossroads. The man she once fe
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Arnulfo pulled back and sat up, and his persistent erection showed Valentine that she still had work to do. Laughing, she slid off the sofa and knelt in front of him, bobbing down and licking her own taste from his stiff rod. He lay back like a Roman emperor while she drew a line up and down his shaft with her tongue tip, teasing him sometimes by slipping her lips over his rounded top and giving it a cheeky suck. She knew he'd be watching her wrap her lips around his cock or close her fist mid-shaft and tug it up and down. She loved that she enthralled him by the way her mouth moved in the service of his pleasure. Slowly, expertly, her grip tightened and her lips wettened until he was so rigidly hard that she knew it would not be long before she had a mouthful to swallow. But that was not her intention. She mounted him again, straddling him, grinning at the way his eyes fastened onto her jiggling breasts. She rested her feet on either side of his thighs and lowered herself above him,
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Days blurred together, each stolen with fragile peace. Valentine and Arnulfo lived each waking hour of every waking moment to the soothing warmth they had to offer. For them, their chaotic world was to blur for little while and to make place of something which they never knew; that was love.The wounds on Arnulfo had healed and had only faint marks left on his body, but the emotional marks between them were a bit deeper. Still, Valentine looked at him with an awe that she could not explain to herself. He was strong, capable, and unflinchingly loyal, something she hadn't really associated with him. And now, with every glance, every touch, he was showing her a side of himself that felt raw and unguarded. "Do you ever think about what it would be like if none of this happened?" Valentine asked one evening, her voice soft and contemplative as they sat by the shore. The sun was setting, painting the horizon in hues of orange and pink, and the waves lapped gently at their feet. Arnulfo glan
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I kiss her, nearly whispering to her that I love her, but that could be breaking the spell. She wants it dirty and dangerous. I can see that. We both need this so badly. Even her hair feels like spun silk from angels. I need her back as if I need air. Just when I am begging she will suck those luscious lips over my dick, she does, but for the briefest of moments—and I am dying. Dying to feel her swallow my cum in her mouth. Or anywhere, for that matter. And I would come, if not for the gift she offers me instead: Her ass, as she lifts her dress and turns so I can drink in the scent of her again. The best ass I've ever had the pleasure of coming in or on.My fingers are trembling, nearly unable to grasp her panties, but the desire to undress her wins out and I grab her lace thong and unsheathe her peachy derrière. Jesus, she's perfect. Thank God the tattoo stayed. I'm coming on that as well, later. I kiss it and her lower back dimples. I couldn't help myself and bite her ass cheek, brus
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The days passed in a blur of stolen moments and fragile peace. Valentine and Arnulfo spent every waking hour together, finding solace in the tenderness they shared. The chaos of their world seemed to fade, if only for a little while, and in its place was something neither of them had truly known before: love. Arnulfo's scars healed, leaving only faint marks on his body, but what the emotional scars between them cut seemed to run deeper. But Valentine couldn't stop gazing at him in some unspoken awe. She was seeing a different version of him now, one strong and capable, unflinching in loyalty—traits that, until now, had eluded her perception about him.And in every look, in every touch, he showed her bits of himself, as if they were freshly unearthed and raw, almost vulnerable. Do you ever think about what would be if this never happened? Valentine asked one evening, her voice soft and contemplative as they sat by the shore.The sun was going down, painting the horizon in hues of orang
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Suddenly, she hurled herself at him, and the knife jabbed into his abdomen with a cruel twist. He strangled back a cry as he crumpled to the ground, unable to stem the blood flow.Victoria watched him fall, her gaze cold as ice. She wiped the blood off her knife and turned to face the others. “You all have two choices,” she said, her voice eerily calm now. “Do your job and find Arnulfo and Valentine, or I’ll make sure you’re the next one to end up like them.”The remaining men nodded quickly, fear flooding their faces. None of them dared speak out, knowing that to anger her further would be their death sentence.Victoria’s eyes narrowed. “Good. Now get out. And don’t come back until you’ve found them.”As the men rapidly made their way out of the room, Victoria remained standing; her hands trembled slightly; it was not fear, but anger, growing with every passing moment, driving her insanity to reclaim Arnulfo and destroy all those who dared to try and stand in her way. Losing him, bei
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As the days went by, Arnulfo became more resolute in keeping Valentine away from the shadow of his violent world. He could see how their fugitive lifestyle was taking a toll on her, even though she was strong; the weariness in her eyes was undeniable. She deserved a life far from the chaos he had brought into her world, a life filled with peace, not fear. Late one night, having drifted off to sleep, Arnulfo stepped outside the small bungalow they had found to take refuge in. There was a low moon set in the sky, letting pale light down upon a dense forest that surrounded them. He pulls out his phone, ringing the secure line that brought him in contact with his top men."Report," ordered Arnulfo, using a low but firm voice. The line crackled briefly before one of his men responded. "The perimeter is secure, boss. No sign of the Giupere gang or Victoria's men in the area. But we're staying vigilant.""Good," Arnulfo said. "Keep it that way. I need absolute assurance that nothing and no o
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The soft hum of engines faded into silence as Vito stepped out of his car, his sharp suit a stark contrast to the grim exhaustion in his eyes. He was a man used to holding all the cards, but tonight, his hands felt empty. He had nothing left to gamble except his pride—and even that had been chipped away.Arnulfo's estate stretched before him, a fortress of understated elegance. Lights gleamed softly through tall windows, and guards stood at attention, their gazes keen as they watched every movement Vito made. He raised his hands a little, holding himself back as one of Arnulfo's men approached."I need to speak with him," Vito said, trying to keep his voice steady as he fought what was going on inside. "Tell him it's urgent.The guard hesitated for a moment then nodded, disappearing into the house. Minutes later, the heavy doors creaked open, and there stood Arnulfo, holding a glass of whiskey in one hand and wearing a faint smirk on his lips."Well, well," Arnulfo said in his drawled
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The night wore on, and each passing second fed the fire in Victoria's chest. But she felt the restraint of her place more with every ticking moment.The room, even though it be luxurious, would choke her; every inch made her remember the powerful figurehead she once had been, feared and respected equally. Today, she's a pawn, playing her part in her father's games-to be trapped, to be manipulated, to be strangled.Her pacing was interrupted by a soft knock on the door. Victoria froze, her sharp gaze snapping to the entrance. Nobody dared to disturb her unless absolutely necessary."Miss Victoria?" came the timid voice of Elena, one of the few staff members brave—or foolish—enough to address her directly."Go away," Victoria snapped, her tone icy.She was silent for a long time before responding, her voice shaking a little. "Don Victor sent me to bring you dinner, ma'am. You haven't eaten all day."Victoria clenched her fists. She was starving, but the idea of accepting anything from he
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Meanwhile, Arnulfo sat back in his chair, an expression of mirth and incredulity crossing his face as Leo relayed the latest news."Victor grounded his own daughter?" Arnulfo asked, raising an eyebrow, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Victoria Giupere, locked away like a disobedient teenager?"Leo nodded, his voice guarded. "It's true. She's confined to the estate. Don Victor has placed strict orders—no one in, no one out without his say. He's furious about the mess she's made."Arnulfo laughed, but the sound was devoid of humor. "I suppose the mighty Victoria wasn't so untouchable after all. What a shame. She's like a caged lioness now, pacing behind gilded bars."Leo looked at Arnulfo. "Do you think we should be afraid? If she is confined, that means she's planning something. That woman doesn't know how to just sit there."Arnulfo became pensive and started tapping his fingers on the armrest of his chair. "Oh, she is planning something, all right. Victor may think he could contain
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They stood there, bathed in the warm caress of twilight, drawing strength from each other. And in the distance, the final rays of the sun disappeared as the garden kept on being lit by the silver cool glow of the stars.And for the first time since what seemed to be an eternity, Sabrina allowed herself the hope that peace was possible-they would face whatever came after that together.The aftermath of the latest clash between Carla's and Vito's forces was destructive. The debris-strewn streets were replete with shattered vehicles and injured bodies. The constant crackle and boom of firefights diminished into eerie stillness, cut only by groans of wounded and wail of sirens in the far distance.She was standing in the midst of wreckage. Her breathing harsh, clothes were torn, and besmeared with blood. She rubbed a streak of blood from her forehead; she had no idea whose it belonged to, though.Her men were trying to regroup, but they'd lost far too many.Carla's jaw set, and her dark ey
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Meanwhile, Carla was in the thick of the fight on the other side of the battle. Her gun was blazing as she led her men with fearless resolve into the fray, her voice hoarse from shouting, "Hold the line! We've bled too much to give up now!"It was a ferocious fight, the product of their shared disdain for one another. As daylight came, streets lay scattered with leftovers of battle-ash, wrecked automobiles, smashed glass panes, blood-splattered pavement-and a city still had all its wounds; and it could already remember to view streets grimly against all this as overnight's carnage spilled on it. Smoky haze emanated from burned automobile hulls and morning air held that burning sensation, sharp with powder fumes.Glass cracked on the floor, crunching as the first rays of morning lit up the site of slaughter: blood on concrete, painting in macabre red, of lives lost over the mercilessly endless war of Vito against Carla. Standing over the ruins of his operations, his features were grim a
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Victoria stood up, her gait slow and deliberate. She trailed her fingers over the intricate carvings on the mahogany desk in the corner of the room. Her father had selected this prison for her with careful consideration—everything she could possibly need was here, except freedom. But what Don Victor didn't understand was that Victoria wasn't a woman who waited for opportunity to come knocking on her door. She created them.Her eyes locked onto the mirror that hung on the wall, its gilded frame glinting in the dim light. She contemplated her own reflection for a moment, a look of hardness on her face like stone.This was no fragile, defeated girl. This was Victoria Giupere—a woman who had built her reputation on cunning, manipulation, and power. And no one, not even her father, could strip her of that.She turned her head to the door, her mind calculating. The guards outside were loyal, but loyalty could be bought—or broken. All she needed was to sow the right seeds of doubt, the right
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As the soft gold rays spread across the bedroom, the world outside became alive once more. The pounding heart of the city would soon return Arnulfo to its craziness, but for now he let himself just bask at this temporary peace. In Valentines' embracing arms, solace was at hand, remembering that even under the darkness are lights.Valentine stroked her fingers along the swell of his jaw, the touch as soothing as a balm. "You carry so much, Arnulfo," she said gently. "You do not have to do that alone."He met her gaze, his eyes filled with a sense of gratitude and resolve. "I know. You have been my strength, Valentine. Every step I take, every battle I fight, it is all for us. The life we are building together.She smiled, her expression tender. “And I’ll always be by your side, no matter what. But promise me something.”“What is it?” he asked, his tone serious.“Promise me that when this is all over—when the dust settles—you’ll allow yourself to breathe. To live. Not for the city, not
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"No, no, no," Arnulfo said, holding her hands. He cuddled her close and kissed her cheek. "Leave them in, my babe," he whispered in her ear.He pulled the dress up to reveal her cute belly button, with a small strawberry piercing, which he savoured with kisses, as he stroked her thighs.Arnulfo began kissing her forehead. "You're mine, Valentine. I'm going to treat you like my own!" He sensually ran his lips downto her nose, and then kissed her soft neck, feeling the pulse in her veins.Valentine groaned as he stroked her bare back by her shoulders. She started trembling as he caressed his way to her upper chest, with strong but nerdy hands- which he used for training and writing so fiercely that there were some minute scars still there.She was then kissed over her strapless purple and red floral playsuit, over the cloth over her right nipple. He blew on it; she began to cry with pleasure.Arnulfo immediately stopped, his heart skipping a beat. He had not intended to make her cry!"
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For Emilio, in Victor's clenched fists and stiffened posture, he saw a leader wrestling with betrayal but a father torn between duty and love.The silence was heavy and heavy until it dragged. It felt like the walls themselves were holding their breath and wanted not to disturb this fragile moment.Finally, the boy in the corner had just listened silently till Arnulfo rose from his corner and began: "Victoria. Do you know that everything has started to disintegrate-all this confusion within this city-with Victoria? All this mess no longer is simply your family issue. She dragged all of us into this one."Victor turned, the piercing look pinning Arnulfo. "Do you not know that? He sounded tired. "Can you not envision that I spend each day plagued by the fear that my very daughter has ended this empire as surely as my brother did a lifetime ago?Arnulfo gritted his jaw. But he took a step forward. "Knowing it and doing it are two different things, Victor. She's no longer just your concer
