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My Neighbour's Wife
Last Updated : 2024-12-21
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Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it became an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. **** Her husband was a monster, but he'd saved her from her past and a life of torture. She loved him like every captive grew to love their captor. Everything went to hell, however, when she fought back and ran from home, stumbling into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now hellbent on killing her. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She really should have remembered that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her all the way to Italy. If she had, maybe she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
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My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 58: Susanna's pov
I stepped out of the bedroom on the tenth day, only because my monthly cycle returned. I hadn’t fed well enough in the past year and it’d become irregular, coming once in every four months.My body seems to have decided that my eating habits in the past few days has become healthy enough, sending me enough blood to create a crime scene on Zefiro’s white sheets. And the cramping in my lower belly feel like knife stabs to my gut. Trying to handle it had me dangling off the side of the bed, writhing. I’m hoping I find something in the kitchen.Just as the door shuts, a scream echoes along the halls and my head snaps up in time to see a child squealing, small feet slapping against the floors.I freeze as the boy draws closer, searching for signs in his eyes, his hair, his small face that he might belong to Zefiro. But he’s a redhead and cute freckles scatter along his face. His bright blue eyes land on mine and he squeals again, spreading his arms wider. My guard lowers as he wraps his
Last Updated : 2024-12-21My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 57: Susanna's pov
I’m in the cold, airless booth again. The smell of cloying cologne, sweat and iron coating my throat like oil.Boots scrape against the floors and for a moment, I realize we aren’t alone. Alexei Petrovich invited his friends to play. Their faces blur into grotesque shapes--sneering mouths, wandering hands that claw at my skin, their laughter sharp as broken glass.They hit me, call me a bitch, a whore, all to get a cry out of me. I do. I sob, and oh does it delight them so, the sick gleam in their eyes turning ravenous. Every sound is amplified; the creak of belts unbuckling, the harsh order to part my lips before something that feels like a pill is shoved down my throat.My body soon becomes foreign, like a puppet I have no control over. My heart races and heavy loads of sweat runs down my skin as the temperature hikes. Nausea cramps my stomach, my vision distorting. A feeling spreads through me, switching swiftly from nausea to euphoria to even...love, and I beg for it, laughing. I
Last Updated : 2024-12-20My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 56: Zefiro
Fourteen months, two weeks, four days.And all I find is a husk. An empty shell of unnervingly pale skin and lifeless gray eyes.The scanner beeps an angry red, swiftly as Rizzi flips it over her neck. I snarl softly at the sight of the collar, but refrain from ripping it and the tracker off her neck.Any form of proximity seems to set her off. Rizzi already tried asking her to take it off and what did she fucking say? “Jaxon wouldn’t like that.”He treated her like an animal, and she’d looked at him like if he asked her to suck on his feet, she would have. She fought to get in the car, had raked her nails across my face when I asked her to. Blood still drips from the cut, my handkerchief pressed into my skin.I understood Jaxon’s smile then, as he’d tossed her aside like she meant nothing. He’d handed over a different woman, nothing left of the Susanna I had come to know in her. Someone so utterly broken, she clung to her master like he was her salvation, the rest of the world her en
Last Updated : 2024-12-20My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 55: Susanna's pov
Zefiro tsks. “Shame. A year, then.”El Diablo pushes his cash forward as well, hopping on the bargain, and the look Jaxon levels him is one that promises death. But he isn’t the only. Jaxon has left every man salivating with need after me and they’ll bargain for their pound of flesh, fight for it even.“One night,” he growls. “That’s my only offer.”Some men nod, delighted enough that they get a taste of my flesh for just one night. Surprisingly, Alexei concedes, his attention returning to his cellphone, like he’d only chirped in to force Jaxon’s hand.Zefiro, however, isn’t through. “I’ll win, but I’ll let you keep this if you give her to me for a month.”His eyes flick to the cash laid out in the briefcase I hadn’t noticed beside him until now. It’s the largest briefcase I’ve laid eyes on, and I’ve never seen so much money in my life. Millions of euros, I’m sure. Maybe even tens of it. Could be more.Why bother, I think. Why bother spending so much for some public pussy, just for a
Last Updated : 2024-12-15My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 54: Susanna's pov
“You’re a long way from home, Visconti,” Jaxon says, his voice smooth but unmistakably hostile. His fingers flex on my thighs, parting them wider as he grips hard, a deliberate move because of the man at the table’s head whose gaze washes over me like honey on skin. “Most find the climate in Moscow harsh and the streets hostile. In truth, I had hoped you might get mugged to death in the streets, but it’s not too late, I assume.”I don’t flinch or look, but I hear the smile in Zefiro’s voice as he responds, “Your message was well received, though, I can’t say the same for your mercenary.” An amused glance to the left--I have no idea when my gaze drifted to his beautiful face--and Mr. Visconti’s man...another face that brings me memories and a little bit of relief, brings forward a bloodied man, beaten beyond recognition and limping on both broken legs. His ripped up suit marks him as one of ours, and his eyes turn pleading once they land on Jaxon and me. The demon at the table’s head
Last Updated : 2024-12-15My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 53: Susanna's pov
There were no more beatings, the crack of the belts and whips on my skin necessary only during coitus. There were options. Safe words. I never uttered them. Jaxon didn’t want me to, anyway.I never fought him, never spoke back. There was no need to. He’d given me everything I no longer deserved. I was reduced to the status of inhuman, degraded to something lower than an animal, but he still lost himself between my legs, told me that he loved me.I believed him.Sometimes, when I sleep, my mind conjures images of a different time. Of a different man. A darkness to Jaxon’s blonde, and eyes that were not nearly of this world. But when I wake up, those memories slip through my fingers.I let them, because they are worth nothing.He didn’t come for me. Jaxon did. Jaxon broke me, but he’d saved me. So, I made myself forget him, his name, his smell, his touch. It was the only way I could love my husband again, and truly appreciate him.Still, I couldn’t part with the ring. Couldn’t chunk it
Last Updated : 2024-12-15My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 52: Valentina's pov
On some days, the burden of the guilt is too heavy to lift. On those days, the pipe is never too far, filling my lungs and head with oblivion. He would discover it soon, my sin. And he would punish me for it. I often wondered if it would be a shot to the head, like he’d killed Mario for touching her, or if it would be slow and painful, like the deaths of the men he already has rotting in his basement for abducting her in the first place.Of course, I had to kill them when he left. I couldn’t risk them giving him my name, not when I knew Zefiro Visconti was the devil that never forgave. I might be his wife, but there were lines we Italians didn’t toe with each other.Lovers and wives were targets during the power wars, but everyone knew touching a single hair on the women’s heads wasn’t just a crime. It was a sin. There would be no forgiveness. Blood would call for blood, and the only way Zefiro wouldn’t have me chopped in pieces for what I have done is if I killed him.When I was yo
Last Updated : 2024-12-14My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 51: Susanna's pov
I kick my feet forward and wicked hands grab my calves, pushing them back until my ankles are secured as well, my legs spread so far apart, my thighs cramp.Testing the restraints and finding them unmovable only has wild panic flaring in my blood.The beatings, I could take. Being kicked around, used and abused...I would back fight until I was knocked out or thoroughly overpowered. But being restrained like this, unable to lash out and protect myself for however long it takes to shield my mind from the depravities about to be unleashed on me...it would be the end of me. The end of my will and strength. It might truly break me.“Please.” It is more a desperate snarl than a plea as the guards exit the room. “Please!”A velvety smooth chuckle runs along my spine, snapping my attention from the door to the lone figure approaching me. White suit. Smooth lines. Clean. Empty blue eyes. Fear closes around me like a fist, whole, dominating, absolute. My bladder loosens slightly as the light k
Last Updated : 2024-12-14My Neighbour's Wife Chapter 50: Susanna's pov
Two months later...The water in the tin can is drugged. I reach for it and drink every last drop of it. It hits the ground with a loud clank and I slump against the cold metal wall.Mice squeak as they scurry past my bare feet, biting, nibbling. I barely feel it as a numbing cold spreads through my fingers and toes, fatigue drenching into my very bones.I welcome it, chasing after the usual fog that comes over my mind after consuming the sedatives. But it never comes swiftly, and I can hear the usual shuffling of feet coming down the dark path leading to my cell.My eyelids droop slowly and I drift for mere seconds before a feminine voice, sharp and wicked, cuts through the haze temporarily. “Nothing still?”“No,” the new guard who’s been positioned outside my cell responds. It might have been days or weeks since the last one was replaced. At some point when I was thrown in here, I kept tabs on how long the shifts lasted. I don’t know why I had bothered hoping. For escape. For him t
Last Updated : 2024-12-14
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I didn’t know her name, but I knew every inch of her body. I knew what she looked like when she came—heart shaped lips parted, nostrils flared, cheeks flush with color and sweat, grey doe eyes crossed…and on some occasions, rolled back in her head, her back arched, her nipples hard and glistening with saliva, and more importantly, there was something about her long, black hair clinging to her sweaty skin, to the odd but sexy dip in her hip that made me want to masturbate.I didn’t know his name either, but he fucked her a lot. And hit her a lot. She took each beating as perfectly as she took his dick in her mouth—like a good girl, but I wondered if he saw the hate that flashed in her eyes sometimes. I wondered if he saw how many times her gaze flicked to the hammer she kept at the top of her dresser every time he slapped her.She never left the house. He never let her. They fought too many times on that issue, loud enough to stir me from sleep. She wanted to see the world. She wanted ...
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