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19: Mine To Claim
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2025-03-21 09:40:03Maria’s body reacted before her mind could.
A deep, shuddering breath left her as Luca’s voice wrapped around her like a velvet chain, tightening around her limbs and making her body hum in response.Maria Mireya Dominic.The way he said it.Deep. Commanding.His tongue curled around the syllables, making her name sound sacred.Only he called her that.Only Luca.Maria felt the sharp sting of frustration and something dangerously close to surrender coil deep in her stomach.His name on her lips felt like a prayer she refused to say.Her lashes fluttered as she took in the man before her—half-naked, broad, and tattooed, his dark eyes gleaming with frustration and concern.The sheer size of him—hovering over her, pinning her with his gaze—should have made her feel trapped.Instead, it made her feel…Grounded.Her heart betrayed her, thudding against her ribcage
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THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 20: Mrs. Avancii, The World Is Watching
Luca woke up to an empty bed.His hand stretched toward Maria’s side, but it was cold.Frowning, he cracked open his eyes, blinking against the sunlight that streamed through the floor-to-ceiling glass doors leading to the balcony. The morning glow bathed the massive bedroom in a soft golden hue, making the luxurious space feel almost ethereal.The king-sized bed was ridiculously big for just the two of them, its sleek black frame wrapped in sewn-in silken sheets that had wrinkled slightly from their movements the night before. Luca sat up, running a hand over his face as his gaze drifted across the room.The inbuilt walk-in wardrobe, its sleek doors seamlessly blending into the walls, stood closed across from him. Next to it, a large smart TV was mounted on the wall, its dark screen reflecting the sunlight. The room carried a certain kind of understated wealth—expensive but not excessive.His eyes moved to Maria’s queen-like dressing table, an elegant piece of furniture adorned with
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-22THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 21: A Name On Every Tongue
The evening sky stretched wide, painted in strokes of burnt orange and dusky lavender, with wisps of clouds drifting lazily across the heavens. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth, carrying the lingering warmth of the sun as a cool breeze whispered through the vast estate.Cicadas hummed in the distance, their rhythmic song blending with the occasional rustling of leaves. The golden light of the setting sun bathed everything in a soft, dreamlike glow, making the fields look like something out of a painting.Maria stood in the middle of it all, barefoot, her toes sinking into the slightly damp soil as she watered her land. She was dressed in a flowy, off-shoulder sundress, the fabric clinging to her form whenever the wind picked up. Stray strands of hair fell from her bun, sticking to her damp skin as she focused on her task, the spray of water arcing from the hose in her hand, drenching the rows of thriving plants
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-23THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 22: Where You Belong
Maria tried to lose herself in the words on the page, but they blurred together, her mind refusing to focus.She wasn’t sure how long she sat there, curled up on the plush armchair near the grand window, staring at a book she wasn’t reading. The soft hum of the television from the other room still carried through the walls, Luca’s deep chuckle mixing with the voices of reporters dissecting their engagement like it was a national event.She sighed, dragging a hand through her loose curls.The scent of leather-bound books and aged paper surrounded her, usually a comfort. This library was her escape, a place where the outside world couldn’t reach her. But tonight, it wasn’t enough. Maybe she was feeling like this because Edwards had always kept her hidden, kept her from the world. Edwards rarely took her out and always preferred home dates, but not even a month with Luca and he already made her the center of attention.
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-24THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 23: Shadows Of The Past
The bedroom was quiet except for the soft rustle of pages as Maria absently turned them, her mind elsewhere.The earlier laughter had faded, leaving only the weight of everything that had been left unsaid. She curled her knees to her chest on the oversized chair, her thoughts tangled with Luca’s words.She had barely noticed when he slipped into the room, but she wasn’t surprised either. Luca never really let her sit with her thoughts for too long, not when he could see them wearing her down."Can’t sleep?" he asked, his voice softer now, stripped of its usual teasing edge.Maria exhaled, shaking her head. "Not really."Luca hummed in understanding before dropping into the armchair across from her. He didn’t press her to talk, didn’t push. He just sat there, elbows resting on his knees, watching her.After a long stretch of silence, Maria spoke. "Tell me about you and Johan."Luca blinked, and for a moment, she thought h
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-25THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 24: The Hunt Begins
The deep purr of the engine filled the quiet morning air as Luca Avancii maneuvered his sleek, obsidian-black SpitFire Phantom through the city streets. The custom-made car, a masterpiece of power and precision, reflected his personality—elegant, dangerous, and utterly dominant. Its dark-tinted windows shielded him from prying eyes, but nothing could hide the commanding presence that radiated from the vehicle itself.Behind him, a convoy of three SpitFire Enforcers, matte black with bulletproof glass and reinforced frames, trailed closely. Each vehicle housed his bodyguards, men dressed in fitted black suits and identical dark shades, their expressions unreadable. Their very presence was a warning—anyone who dared to get too close would regret it.Inside his car, Luca had a phone pressed to his ear, his grip tightening around the leather-wrapped steering wheel."We found the car that hit your wife," the voice on the other end
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-26THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 25: Rumor Mill
By mid-afternoon, the internet was in chaos. News outlets, gossip blogs, and social media were flooded with a new headline: "Model Cherry Gold: The Woman Who Stole Luca Avancii’s Heart?" For years, Luca Avancii had been one of the most sought-after bachelors in the country. Powerful, wealthy, and notoriously private, he had never been linked to any woman. No dating scandals, no rumored fiancées, no whispers of a secret romance. Until now. The article claimed that Cherry Gold—a rising model who had done a few ads for SpitFire Autos—was his soon-to-be wife. Photos of Cherry attending company events, promotional shoots featuring her draped over SpitFire’s sleekest cars, and an old image of her laughing beside Luca were plastered everywhere. Speculation exploded. Had Luca been hiding a relationship all this time? Was Cherry the reason he never entertained romantic pursuits? Some fans were ecstatic, thrilled that their beloved Cherry had seemingly tamed the untouchable bu
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-26THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 26: Predator Amongst Sheep
It was the third day of the week—Wednesday, a day Luca usually found predictable. But today was different. Before heading to work, he had already informed Maria that he’d be home late. "Don’t wait up for me," he had said. "I’ve got an auction to attend." She hadn’t argued, only nodding as she curled up with a book on the couch. He had watched her for a moment—barefoot, wearing one of his shirts, looking utterly at ease. His wife wasn’t the type to chase after attention, nor did she seem to care about the world’s growing curiosity about her identity. That was fine with him. By the time he arrived at SpitFire Autos’ headquarters, the office was already buzzing. The moment he walked in, Gina was waiting. Dressed impeccably as always, she sat in one of the chairs in his office, sipping coffee. She looked up as soon as he stepped inside. “Good morning, Mr. Avancii.” Luca gave her a small nod, shrugging off his coat. “Morning, Gina. Stats.” She wasted no time. “Custom orders have
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-26THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 27: Late Night Comfort
The estate was silent. Not the kind of silence that came with unease but the calm, undisturbed hush of the night, blanketing everything in stillness. It was nearly 1 AM when Luca finally pulled into the long driveway, his car slipping past the towering gates with ease.The prototype was secure, locked away in one of his hidden warehouses—untouched, untraceable, his. He had made sure of it.Now, he was home.As he stepped inside, the air was warm, carrying the faint, comforting scent of vanilla and something uniquely Maria. The security lights outside cast long shadows through the halls, but inside, the mansion was steeped in darkness, except for the soft golden glow spilling from their bedroom.Luca entered soundlessly, his body moving with the predatory grace that came naturally to him. The tension in his muscles should have still been there after the night’s events—the hunt, the kill, securing what was his
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-27
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THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 71: Ginger Biscuits
Maria barely had a moment to breathe before he thrust into her again—slow, deliberate, dragging out every inch of pleasure as he filled her completely. The sensation was overwhelming, a heady mix of overstimulation and raw desire that left her gasping, her fingers gripping the counter as if it were the only thing keeping her tethered to reality.The wet, obscene sounds of their joining echoed through the kitchen, each thrust a slick, lewd melody against the backdrop of their breathless moans. The air was thick with the scent of sex—heady, intoxicating, laced with the remnants of last night. Luca was still inside her, and she could feel it, the remnants of his previous release making everything even hotter, even messier."You're dripping everywhere, baby," he murmured, his voice dark and amused, one hand gripping her hip possessively while the other trailed down the curve of her stomach. His fingers traced lower, teasing, smearing the evidence of their union against her skin.Maria w
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 70: Saturday Morning Indulgence
Luca stirred awake to the warmth of sunlight filtering through the tall windows of their bedroom. The sheets were slightly cool beside him, telling him Maria had already left the bed. He groaned softly, stretching his arms before rolling onto his back, his mind still hazy from sleep.Then he remembered.Gina.He exhaled, rubbing a hand down his face. That brat had made him worry for no damn reason. After all these weeks, she'd managed to fake her death, stay hidden, and even keep it from him. Luca smirked to himself. He had meant to tell Maria last night, but one thing had led to another, and well… priorities.Pushing himself up, he walked into the bathroom, letting the hot water wake him fully. By the time he stepped out, towel wrapped low on his hips, the scent of ginger and something sweet drifted through the air.Maria.The morning sun cast a warm glow over the marble floors as Luca stepped downstairs, the scent of ginger and sugar wrapping around him like a slow, teasing invita
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 69: The Jealous King
Maria's body quivered, still trembling from the devastating climax Luca had just pulled from her on the dressing table. Her skin burned where his hands had been, every inch of her hypersensitive, raw from his relentless possession.She could still feel him-throbbing, thick and pulsing inside her-stretching her, filling her. The heat of him seared her from the inside out, making her mind swim with a hazy, desperate pleasure. His breath was hot against her ear, the scent of sex and his cologne thick in the air, intoxicating, inescapable.But it wasn't over.A deep, primal groan rumbled in Luca's chest, a sound so full of hunger and dominance that Maria shuddered, her breath hitching. Then, before she could gather herself, he moved-lifting her as if she weighed nothing, his strength effortless. His arms, powerful and unyielding, wrapped around her, holding her against his sweat-slicked skin as he carried her across the dimly lit bedroom.The only light came from the cityscape beyond
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 68: The Reckoning
Maria had spent years perfecting the art of control.Her words, her expressions, her very presence—all of it was calculated, deliberate, unshakable.But as she stared at the headline flashing across Sarah’s phone, she felt something cold settle in her chest."Edwards Kale Opens Up About Losing the Love of His Life—And How He’s Fighting to Win Her Back.”Maria read the words twice. Then once more.She exhaled slowly. “Who published this?”Sarah hesitated. “It’s everywhere. Business sites, tabloids, even finance columns. It’s not just a one-off interview—it’s a full-blown media campaign.”Maria’s grip on the phone tightened.Edwards had always been meticulous when it came to making a move. If he wanted to shift public perception, he wouldn’t just make a statement—he’d shape a narrative.And this? This wasn’t just about him talking to the press.This was a calculated attack.“Schedule a press conference,” Maria said coldly.Sarah frowned. “Are you sure? Responding could—”“I won’t let hi
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 67: The Ghost And The King
The moment stretched, long and suffocating.Gina stood in the center of the underground lab, her presence pressing against the walls like something too large to fit into reality.The dim lighting cut sharp angles over the burned side of her face, the part of her that had been claimed by fire and betrayal.The engineers—five of them—stood frozen in place, their collective shock hanging in the air like a static charge waiting to break.But no one was as silent as Luca.He hadn’t moved.Because Gina Frazer was standing there, breathing. Alive.And he had believed—truly believed—that she was dead.“Explain to me why you’re failing.”Her voice cut through the tension like a blade, sharp and unimpressed. It was the same voice that used to command entire rooms without ever needing to raise its volume.Roland swallowed, his throat bobbing visibly. “The engine won’t hold.” His voice was steady, but ther
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 66:The Ghost In Black
The underground testing facility beneath RXG Dam was a fortress of steel and innovation, carved into the earth where no one but ghosts and revolutionaries walked.It was massive—a maze of reinforced tunnels and soundproofed chambers, its air thick with the scent of machine oil, metal, and the distant rush of water siphoning from the dam above.This was Luca Avancii’s true empire. Not boardrooms or polished penthouses, but a world built on power, risk, and the kind of technology that could shift the balance of industries—if not entire nations.And tonight, it all came down to one test.Luca sat at the center of the facility, arms crossed, gaze unreadable, as the SpitFire Dominion sat poised on the testing grid, its sleek obsidian-black frame gleaming under the overhead fluorescents. It was a hypercar built for absolute domination, with a reinforced carbon-fiber body, an active aero system that adjusted mid-drive, and a cockpit designed li
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 65: The Weight Of Secrets
Maria stirred, yawning as she stretched beneath the sheets as the faintest morning light seeped through the curtains. The bed felt too large, too empty, and instinctively, she reached out beside her—only to feel nothing but the lingering warmth where Luca had been.Her eyes fluttered open. He was already awake.Blinking the sleep from her eyes, she turned her head toward the other side of the room. There he was—standing by the window, bathed in soft golden light. His back was to her, the rigid tension in his muscles clear even from where she lay. His hands were braced against the desk, head slightly bowed, as if he were lost in thought.Maria didn’t move immediately. She simply watched him.It was rare to see Luca like this—unguarded, unaware of her gaze. A man who always held control so tightly was now completely still, the weight of something unseen pressing heavily on him.Her heart clenched.She slipped out of bed q
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 64: Breaking Through The Ice
The house felt different.Luca was here, but it felt as if he wasn’t.Maria sat on the edge of their bed, her hands gripping the smooth satin sheets, letting the fabric slip between her fingers as she listened to the distant hum of the estate’s staff moving through the halls. The space beside her was empty. Had been empty for two nights now.Luca had barely spoken to her since their fight.No soft murmurs in the morning, no casual touches when they passed each other, no Luca.He was present, but unreachable.Maria wasn’t sure how much more of it she could take.Her fingers curled into fists, gripping the satin beneath her as frustration, guilt, and a dull ache all settled in her chest.Enough.She had always known how to handle Luca when he was angry. When his temper burned hot, she could cool it. When he was raging, she could talk him down.But this?This quiet, cold distance?
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 63: The Ice Between Us
The bed was cold.Maria stirred beneath the sheets, blinking against the morning light filtering through the curtains. Her hand instinctively reached across the mattress, searching for warmth, for the familiar solid presence of Luca.Nothing.Her stomach clenched.She sat up slowly, pushing back her hair as she glanced toward the en-suite bathroom. The door was open. Empty.He left.A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she turned to the nightstand. His watch was gone. His phone charger was missing.Luca always left something behind when he was in a rush—his cufflinks, his laptop, something. But today? It was as if he had made sure not to leave a single trace of himself in their bedroom.Maria swallowed hard.He was still angry.She had known it last night, had felt it in the way he looked at her, in the way he let her go without a second glance.But some part of her had foolishly
