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The implications of what happened with Dante hadn’t settled in Chiara’s head until she woke up the following morning. All her embarrassment and shame hit her at once like a truck. She felt her stomach twist and ran to the bathroom, emptying her stomach’s contents into the toilet. When she was done throwing up, she cleaned herself up and sat down in silence, lost in thought.If she let him do what he did the other night, did that mean he was succeeding in breaking her and making her want his touch?She was broken out of her reverie when the nearby birds started to chirp their annoying little tune. She wasn’t a fan of the noise, but too lazy to chase the birds, she headed for the door instead.As she opened the door, she felt her heart skip a beat. There was a blood trail leading to her bedroom door, and she was sure that it hadn’t been there before.Scared, she let out a loud scream, attracting the attention of Dante and his staff. They all rushed to where she was, but Chiara hadn’t no
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Being alone against her will really gave Chiara too much time to think. And she hated thinking—because it always ended with her blaming herself.The room seemed to shrink, pressing in from all sides, but she reminded herself that it was just in her head. She’d spent days alone in her room before. So why did this feel different?She darted toward the door, drumming her fingers against it in a desperate rhythm, hoping maybe—just maybe—she could test her luck."Chiara, give it a rest. I'm not letting you out of there until tomorrow at least."She huffed and pulled away, tugging nervously at the sleeve of her sweater. She needed a way out. Any way out.The birds outside started chirping, annoyingly chipper. Chiara groaned and slapped her palms over her ears, marching to the window. With a frustrated yell, she flailed her arms out the window and shouted every curse word she could think of until the birds scattered like they'd seen a ghost.Sighing, she scanned the room, her gaze landing on
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The room was an elegant shade of off-white, and expensive, well-made furniture loitered it. This was the office of Chiara’s father, Lorenzo, its elegant appearance a contrast to the casual feel of the restaurant just outside it.Lorenzo’s eyes scanned through the screen of his IMac, the beads of sweat that ran down his face a sign of his ill luck. What Lorenzo’s eyes were fixed on were the financial records of his restaurant and though it had been doing well, he was twenty thousand dollars lacking in the money they were meant to make.“Twenty thousand.” Lorenzo muttered, his face contorting into a worried look.He had thought they had made a surplus profit but he was far from wrong. The reason for his worry, he was in debt and was supposed to pay, but where would he get twenty thousand dollars? The assigned collector would be here any moment and there was no way he could make such a hefty amount on such short notice.The door creaked, signifying its opening and Lorenzo’s eyes darted
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Chiara’s eyes remained fixed on her reflection, her hands occasionally tugging at the fabric of the blue dress that clung to her slender curves. Dante had sent it early in the morning, saying he was going to pick Chiara up and she had to be wearing it.It was a shiny spaghetti strap dress that stopped midthigh. Quiet footsteps could be heard and Chiara turned to the door, already expecting her sister’s presence.“Hey, you look hot.” Aria mumbled, her head peeking out slightly from the door frame.“I hate this.” Chiara said, her voice tinged with irritation and animosity.“If I had someone hot and rich fawning over me, I’d take full advantage of it.” Aria said, her voice laced with suggestion.“He’s not fawning over me, and even if he was, there’s no way I’m taking advantage of anything, he’s at least seven years older than me.” Chiara uttered, her voice dripping with distaste.Aria smirked, entering Chiara’s room. “That means he’s seven years more experienced.” She said with a wink.C
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“I’ll say it one more time, you will not reject… now do you understand or do you want me to make you understand?!” Dante growled but the only thing on Chiara’s mind was how his knee was brushing against her bare thighs.“S-stop.” She said, her body squirming as she tried to escape his grasp. “I already told you that I hate defiance, so be a good girl and answer my question.”Chiara became silent. She already knew any attempts of resisting was futile but she wasn’t going to give in to his demands, there was no way. Her silence seemed to irk Dante who grabbed her chin roughly. “Don’t push me, Chiara, now answer my question before I force an answer out of you.” Chiara shuddered, her logic brimming with anxiousness as she nodded slightly. “Y-yes, I understand.” She stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper.“Good.” He said, wasting no time in claiming her lips once again.The kiss was rougher than the first and it was more possessive, Chiara could barely keep up, her heart pounding i
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Chiara pressed her hand firmly against Dante’s chest and pushed him away. Her breathing was heavy—partly from the anger pulsing through her veins. She wiped her lips roughly with the back of her hand, like his touch had burned her.She had almost forgotten who Dante really was.The last punishment hadn’t been that long ago, but somehow, she had let herself believe—just for a second—that he didn’t still see her as his possession.If she hadn’t been sitting on Dante’s bed, she would’ve collapsed onto the floor again. Her throat tightened painfully, and she bit down on her bottom lip like it could stop the tears threatening to spill.She had chosen the punishment. She had agreed to it. But now... she wished she had just listened to Dante and stayed at his house.“M-My throat still hurts,” she stuttered, pressing her back harder into the bed frame, like she could sink into it and vanish from his view.Dante’s lips curled slightly. His eyes crinkled with amusement as a low laugh escaped hi
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Chiara woke up alone. The cold side of the bed where Dante had slept was a silent relief—her body wasn’t sore, and for a brief, foolish second, she almost believed last night hadn’t happened. But the hollow ache in her throat told the truth. She moved carefully, like the air itself might shatter her, until she found him in the kitchen, stirring a pot like he hadn’t broken her just hours ago.He turned at the sound of her footsteps, smiling too easily. “Good morning, Darling. I made you tea—for your throat—”“Does this seem like a joke to you?” Her voice cracked with anger, though her legs kept moving, dragging her closer to him.Dante’s smile faltered, his voice turning cold. “Maybe it is, Darling. What part of your punishment did you find amusing?” His gaze locked on hers, sharp and cutting. She flinched. He saw it—and smiled wider. “There it is.”He lifted the cup toward her like an offering. “Now, instead of picking a fight you’ll lose, come drink your tea. Your throat must be raw.
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"...And, if you're starting to forget that, how about I remind you by having your pretty little mouth wrapped around my dick?" Chiara went still. She still remembered the last time she was forced to give Dante a blowjob. As the memories forced its way back to her head, she could feel unshed tears stinging her eyes. "I-I'm sorry," she muttered, her voice cracking due to tears she struggled to hold back. "I-it was a mistake. Why are you being so mean? You kissed me at the funeral so why are you hurting me like its my fault it happened?" Dante flinched. This wasn't the respond that he wanted. His expression hardened and he looked at her blankly. "This isn't about the kiss. You disobeyed me and hit me, I'm only punishing you so why do you have to bring up the kiss? I kiss you whenever I want, the funeral is no big deal." Chiara winced, but kept quiet. A part of her felt hurt because of what Dante had said, but she pushed the feeling aside and watched silently as he moved towards h
