“You two?” Kiara whispered with a sense of urgency.“Who the hell knows that I’d be here?” She furrowed her brows. Luca pressed his finger to her lips, as he nudged her towards the room, “Go in. I’ll figure whatever is happening out.”“Alright.” She nodded, scurrying off to the room.Luca fixed up his appearance, before cracking the door open, using his body to cover up the little space that was open. He stuck his head out and observed the teenager standing in front of him. “How may I help you?” He grumbled.“Oh, yes. Good day sir. Sorry for disrupting your day, I have just launched a new company, You Two,” He extended the flyer out to Luca. “My name is Luke and my number is on the flyer.”“Alright.” He nodded, shoving the flyer in his pocket. “Thank you. Will do.” He said, before slamming the door shut.“You can come back out. False alarm, babe.” He chuckled, crumbling the flyer up and tossing it into the trash bin by the door. “Are you serious?” She ran back out into his arms, “That
Ring! The phone buzzed on the table beside Kiara.She stuck her hand out to reach for it."Luca, someone is calling you." She groaned, pushing her hand all over the scattered bedside where bottles and perfumes were.She knocked a bottle of perfume over and if not for the fact that the floors were carpeted, it would have broken. Through the window, she could make out the dim orange-coloured sky; the sun was just setting. She hadn't slept that long before."Careful, baby girl." He entered the room, shirtless. What a sight to see early in the morning."Well, you left your phone here. Why didn't you take it with you?" She rubbed her eyes groaning. "It kept ringing like for five minutes," She whined groggily, sitting up from the bed."I'm sorry, Princess. I was busy in the kitchen." He smiled, grabbing her hand."You go take a shower, you've been in bed for a while, and you still haven't cleaned up." He winked, spanking her soft ass."I will, I will." She brushed her untamed hair away from
"Where are we going?" Kiara screeched in Luca's ear as she bounced up and down on the bed."Okay, okay. Calm down!" He yelled tiredly, still wanting to sleep in."Hey! I am calm!" She hit him with a pillow playfully, straddling him."No, you're not. You're acting like a ferocious tiger early in the morning. So not classy of you," he joked, adjusting his position on the bed."Hardy, ha ha, very funny." Kiara hit him with a pillow again, this time a bit more harshly.He fell back onto the bed with a deep sigh as she climbed off him. “Okay, I’ll tell you now.” He slipped his legs out of bed, sitting upright and placing his feet on the floor.“I know how much you love the beach….so we’re going to make a visit to the beach house down the coast,” He smiled, turning to face her. Her eyes glimmered brightly as she looked back at him, “Wait, seriously?”“We have three days left to spend together. I figured we’d make the most out of it. So, I hired some people to clean it up, and after breakfast
"Wow! I love this place!" Kiara jumped up and down, clapping her hands happily as she stared at the tidal waves crashing onto the shore. It was a long drive from Luca’s home to the coast, but it was totally worth it.Even though the sun was already setting, she could still hear the squawk of the seagulls and the typical salty aroma of the beach water filled her nose. She dug her toes in the sand, spreading her arms out and letting the breeze flow through her.Luca chuckled behind her, seeing how excited she seemed to be. Nothing could get better than this, surely. He ran up behind her, lifting her into the air, which surprised her."Oh my God, Luca!" She squealed, hitting his shoulders, as she kicked her feet in the air, "You almost gave me a heart attack, jeez!" She giggled as he placed her back down on the sand.“No, I didn’t, you’re just a drama queen!” He laughed, holding her by the waist. Kiara looked around warily, there was no one on the beach at that moment, especially since t
Kiara grabbed the drinks and headed off the pier and began her walk back to the beach house. A part of her wished that Marissa would’ve stayed back, so they could talk more, but she left so quickly that even five minutes after, there was no trace of her, and she was nowhere to be seen.There was not much of a place to quickly scramble into on the pier, so it felt to Kiara like Marissa had just disappeared into thin air. She sipped her icy drink, as she pushed the door to the beach house open.“Hey Princess, where have you been?” Luca called out, standing up from an office desk in another room near the entrance and going to meet her.“Oh, I went to get us some drinks!” She grinned sheepishly, shaking the two drinks right in front of his eyes. “This is for you.” Kiara extended his beverage to him, wiping her wet hands on her shorts.“Thank you sweet cheeks.” He winked, taking the straw into his mouth and slurping up the contents.“You’re welcome. What have you been up to?” She inquired,
Kiara’s phone buzzed, and the display lit up with a notification. She dropped the sweater she was busy knitting and picked her phone up, scrolling through the notifications. It was a message from… she wasn’t so sure.Her brows furrowed as she scrolled past her message app, tapping her password in.Hey, it’s Marissa. Can we talk?Kiara’s eyes skimmed over the message as her heart thumped in her chest. The last time Marissa’s name was brought up in a conversation, Luca flipped out and told her to never interact with her again.Kiara ran her hand through her wavy hair, taking a deep breath. Her thumbs hovered over her keyboard, ready to type out a befitting reply, but she decided not to and put the phone back down on the table.She picked up the sweater and continued knitting from where she stopped. It was for Clara, who was still in the hospital regaining her strength, and Kiara wanted to give her a little gift to make her feel better. The knitting needles clinked against each other, cr
Luca paced around the room silently. It was midnight and, as usual, he was on a phone call. He kept an eye on the bed, wary of Kiara’s movement. Kiara tossed and turned in bed, as drool dribbled down her chin.She wiped her mouth, smacking her lips quietly as she turned to cuddle into Luca’s body. There was only one problem: he wasn’t there. Her eyes fluttered open slowly, but her vision was blurry and dim from the dark room. She could make out Luca standing next to the window with a phone pressed to his ear. Instead of asking him why he wasn’t in bed like she had initially planned, she squeezed her eyes shut and tried to listen in on the conversation.“There has to be some sort of leverage…” He spoke into the phone in a hushed tone. “No, no… Damian…”Those were the few words that she could make out, other than that she couldn’t hear anything. Her breathing began ragged as soon as she heard her father’s name mentioned. She sat up slowly, resting her back against the bed’s headrest. “S
Kiara stared at her father, her hand still resting on the doorknob. "Dad?" She frowned, unable to believe that it was really him."Yes, sweetheart?" He gave a little smile, pocketing his hands in his dark blue suit pants."What are you doing here?" she asked, still stunned by her father's appearance. Last, she recalled, he told her he'd be gone for three days, but it had only been two."Oh, well, the hospital tried to reach you, but they said they couldn't." He scratched his head. "So, they phoned me as a reference and updated me on Clara's health condition."Kiara moved closer, the rustle of the bags being the loudest sound in the room. "Oh, so how is she?" Kiara looked down at Clara on the hospital bed. Her lips were cracked, and her skin was becoming pale, though not much of a difference from the first time she was admitted to the hospital."Clara? How do you feel, sweetie?" Kiara asked, lightly sweeping her hair away from her eyes."I'm okay..." Clara croaked, with barely enough s
“What do you think?” Luca asked, grinning. “Where is this?” Kiara asked again, still looking around the room. “BDSM?”“It’s exactly what you think it is, ki.” The room has every implement one could imagine, with an assortment of bondage equipment to keep the victim perfectly still. At that moment, nothing else mattered; no one else mattered. They were the only two people on earth; they were alone in a place where they could let all their inhibitions go and Luca could make Kiara fulfill her submissive purpose in life. Kiara wanted to talk, but Luca stopped her from saying another word. “We’re here already. Only one thing should be on your mind. And that’s to feel every moment you have here because there’s no going back anymore. For your own sake.” He added in a very scary tone. Kiara understood the threat. She became calm and obedient. Luca walked closer to her and whispered into her ears. “I am going to use my toy hard, use it until we both lose track of time and reality, where
It’s finally time. Kiara stood outside Luca’s house, her heart pounding against her ribcage. It was exactly 7 p.m., and the air carried a crisp coolness that heightened her awareness of every sound, every sensation. She took a deep breath, adjusting her scarf as she stepped forward and rang the doorbell. She was hoping that Sam and Katie would run into her embrace the moment the door opened. Although she wished not. Almost instantly, the door opened to reveal Luca, dressed sharply in a fitted black shirt and dark jeans. His smirk was as disarming as ever, his piercing blue eyes scanning her face with unspoken intent."Right on time," he said, his voice low and velvety. "Come in, baby."Kiara sighed. The warmth of the house enveloped her as she stepped inside. The entrance was lined with a trail of crimson rose petals that led to the dining area. Soft ambient lighting bathed the room in a golden glow, while faint classical music played in the background. The table was set for two, co
Harrison approached Kiara as she stood in the station lobby, still trying to make sense of what she had just done. His brow furrowed in thought as he held a file in his hand, the same file he had been working on earlier.“Miss Kiara,” he called gently, his voice calm but firm.Kiara turned to him, her eyes narrowing. “Detective, I don’t want to hear it.”Harrison frowned, confused. “You don’t even know why I’m here. I came to share some findings with you—”“Don’t bother,” she interrupted sharply. “I know you’re going to try and convince me that I’m making a mistake by posting Luca’s bail. But it’s done. I’ve made my decision, and I don’t need your opinion.”Harrison paused, taken aback by the hostility in her tone. “That’s not why I came,” he said carefully. “This isn’t about Luca. It’s about the driver who saved you during the car chase. We’ve uncovered some information—”Kiara cut him off again, her frustration bubbling over. “I don’t care! Just close the case, detective. Stop all i
“Buzz…buzz” The sound of the alarm clock woke Kiara up. She stretched to switch it off. It wasn’t up to two hours before she was finally able to sleep. She kept thinking about Luca and her sexual fantasies. Even when she eventually made peace with sleep, she found herself dreaming about sex with Luca. Thanks to the alarm, she couldn’t reach orgasm—in her dream sex. After switching off the alarm, she was going to go back to sleep but the sound of the knock on her door made her groan. “Darling, it’s me.” Damian spoke, loud enough for her to hear.There was no response, so he continued. “I was hoping we could talk before I leave for work. You were asleep when I returned last night.” That was the lie Kiara told just to remain in her room when she was informed about Damian’s arrival the previous night. “This early?” Kiara groaned under her breath, pulling the covers over her head. She needed more time to gather herself before facing anyone, let alone her father.Damian’s voice came a
Kiara got back home and rushed into her bedroom and sat down silently at her dressing table. Her red-hot sex was still being fueled by a no less guilty delight, but her face was still burning with intense humiliation and guilt. “How could I fall for that? How could I let him get into my head?” She questioned herself. The well-earned kiss she had this morning left a burning, blistering sensation across her body; she wanted more. She couldn't focus on anything other than how her body reacted. “You’ll never find someone who understands you the way I do. Who loves you the way I do.” His words echoed in her head. That’s true, though. He knows her body chemistry more than she does herself. Kiara began to picture the kiss again, and gradually the feeling became a deeper, duller crimson, while her as yet unrelieved arousal rendered her hidden flower benumbed but still swollen. The state she was in, Kiara thought she was going crazy. How could all these intense feelings remain for so lon
Kiara’s stomach churned at Luca’s words. She felt the air in the room grow heavier, suffocating, as if his confession carried a tangible weight. Her fists clenched under the table, her nails digging into her palms.“You want me?” She repeated, her voice cold and disbelieving. “You think you can ruin my life and then sit here and talk about want, like it will erase everything you’ve done? You tried to kill me. You poisoned your friend’s food.”Luca leaned forward, his gaze never leaving hers. “Ruin your life?” he echoed, his tone soft, almost incredulous. “Kiara, everything I’ve done—every single thing—was for us. For you. Because I love you.”Her laugh was bitter and sharp. “Love? You don’t even know what that word means. Manipulation, lies, poison—that’s what you call love?”Luca exhaled, his expression shifting to one of practiced remorse. “I won’t deny it. I’ve done terrible things. I’ve lied, I’ve pushed beyond boundaries, and I’ve taken risks that I shouldn’t have. But Kiara, eve
Kiara’s heart skipped a beat. She froze, her hand hovering over the remote. Her mind raced, her father’s words echoing in her ears.He knows.Slowly, Kiara got out of bed and approached the door, her hands trembling. She cracked it open just enough to see Damian’s face, his expression a mix of concern and determination.“What do you mean by my relationship with Luca?” She whispered, her voice barely audible.“I think you know what I’m talking about,” Damian said gently. “This isn’t just about what’s happening now, is it? There’s more to this—something you haven’t told me.”Kiara’s grip on the door tightened. For a moment, she considered slamming it shut and pretending this conversation never happened. But the look in her father’s eyes stopped her. He wasn’t accusing her; he was worried.She opened the door fully and stepped aside, motioning for him to enter. Damian walked in, his eyes scanning the room as if it might hold answers. Kiara closed the door behind him and leaned against it
Reluctantly, Damian turned, his expression hard as steel. Luca’s face was a whirlwind of desperation and something darker—a calculated edge.“What is it?” He asked, curious. “Kiara!” Luca responded. “I would like to have a word with her. She started all of these. Only she can shed more light and prove that I’m innocent. Damian didn’t want to involve his family in any of these anymore. Especially after what happened to Kiara. “This is beyond her now. There is nothing she can do to get you out of here, Luca. If you’re innocent, the police will vindicate you.” Luca scoffed. That made Damian’s skin crawl. “There are quite some things you don’t know, friend. You really think it’s what you see on the surface that matters? Well, there is something going on between me and Kiara that you all know nothing about. And that is exactly why I’m here. If I can talk her into forgiving me, Damian, all of this will be over.” “If I don’t know, then it’s not my call,” Damian responded. Without anot
Damian entered the dimly lit visitation room of the police station, his footsteps echoing in the stillness. Sitting at the table, his hands cuffed, was Luca Ettore. Luca’s eyes lit up with relief and desperation as Damian stepped in, though his composed demeanor cracked only slightly.“Damian,” Luca said, his voice tinged with a mix of weariness and disbelief. “Thank God you’re here. You have to believe me—I had nothing to do with this.”Damian pulled out the chair opposite Luca and sat down heavily, rubbing his temples. "Luca, you're in deep trouble. The police have recordings, confessions... everything points to you. The restaurant worker claimed you gave the poison to him to put inside my food.”Luca leaned forward, his hands gripping the edge of the table. “I’m being framed, Damian! You know me. I would never hurt you or your family. Why would I poison Kiara? Why would I target you?”Damian met Luca’s gaze, his own expression filled with conflict. “That’s what I can’t understand.