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34: The Unveiling
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THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 35: The Sibling Sin Scandal
The event had concluded with its usual grandeur, but an undercurrent of tension simmered in the air. Guests lingered, finishing their drinks and exchanging polite pleasantries, but Maria could feel it—the weight of the rumors, the cameras still buzzing around her, the quiet whispers behind her back. She fought to keep a composed expression, but the anxiety was impossible to mask.Luca, ever the protector, stood by her side, his presence a silent reassurance. But something was off. Maria couldn’t pinpoint it exactly, but a growing discomfort gnawed at her. When the final bell rang, signaling a one-hour break before the masquerade ball, Maria knew she had to brace herself. She couldn’t keep pretending everything was fine. This was the moment where things would escalate. As soon as they walked into that ballroom, Edwards would make his move. She’d seen it too many times before—his cruel games, his manipulations.Luca had his own way of dealing with things, but Maria knew how to fight
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-02THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 36: Silent Betrayal
In the midst of all the chaos, Luca’s silence was deafening. His fury was unmistakable, but he held it in check, his jaw clenched as he watched the storm unfold. He’d always been fiercely protective of Maria, but now, the truth was slipping further away from them both. He could feel the dark hand of manipulation in the air, pulling the strings and twisting the narrative in ways they couldn’t control.But Maria knew one thing for certain—this wasn’t just about the press. This wasn’t just about the scandal.Someone wanted them to break.Someone wanted to see them fall. And in that moment, she couldn’t shake the feeling that whoever was behind it was far too close for comfort.Luca had been quiet, but now his jaw tightened. Maria could see the flicker of rage in his eyes, but he said nothing. As much as he wanted to storm over to Edwards and rip him apart, he stayed silent. The anger was building in his chest,
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-03THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 37: The Legal War
Maria stirred beneath the soft sheets, the weight of last night’s emotions still clinging to her. She turned her head to find Luca already awake, his dark eyes watching her, unreadable yet intense. He looked fresh, As if he already had his bath.She sighed, pulling the blanket up to her chest. "I’ve forgiven you," she said quietly. "But I need you to watch out for me—not just with words, Luca. With your actions, too."Luca’s expression softened, something flickering in his gaze. Then, as if on instinct, his lips quirked into that teasing smirk of his."Yes, your majesty," he said, the words dripping with amusement.Maria groaned, shoving the blanket off as she sat up. "Luca, I’m serious.""I know, little sis," he replied, but the playful glint in his eyes remained.She stood, slipping off her nightgown as she walked toward the bathroom. Before stepping inside, she turned to give him a warning look. "Don’t."
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-03THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 38: Something Like Love
Maria Dominic had never been the type to notice small things.Not when her entire existence had been a carefully constructed performance-one where survival meant overlooking the things that could break her.She had learned to look past the subtle nuances of life, to ignore the way a touch could be meant to comfort rather than control, to dismiss the possibility that love could exist outside of obligation.Because love had never been kind to her.Love had been a cruel barter, a game of give and take where she always lost.But Luca made her notice.It was in the way he always positioned himself between her and the street when they walked, like a silent protector. The way he adjusted the temperature of the car before she got in, anticipating her needs before she even spoke. The way his hand found the small of her back in crowded places-not to own her, but to guide her, to reassure her.He was everywhere-an unwavering force in her life, a steady presence she didn't know how to live with
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-04THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 39: Wedding Bells
The morning air smelled like earth and promise. Sunlight filtered through the dense canopy of trees, casting golden rays over the outdoor venue. The scent of fresh roses and peonies, carefully arranged along the wooden altar, mingled with the crisp autumn breeze.Maria stood inside the bridal tent, her fingers brushing the lace of her dress.It was simple yet elegant—delicate embroidery tracing the bodice, the fabric hugging her curves before flowing into soft layers. But for all its beauty, she found herself staring at her reflection, not at the dress, but at the woman wearing it.She barely recognized herself.Not because of the makeup or the soft curls Gina had so carefully styled, but because for the first time in years… she looked happy."You’re thinking too much."Maria turned to see Gina, arms crossed, smirking like she knew every thought running through Maria’s head. The woman, usually all business, had softened just a fraction today."Am I?" Maria asked, tilting her head.G
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-04THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 40: The Bet
Maria woke up to the sound of waves gently lapping against the shore, the early morning sunlight filtering through the gauzy curtains of the villa. The air smelled of salt and jasmine, and the bed beneath her was warm, the linen soft against her bare skin.She shifted slightly, stretching out, only to feel a strong arm tighten possessively around her waist, pulling her back against a hard, familiar body."Where do you think you’re going?"His voice was deep, husky from sleep, the warmth of his breath fanning against the back of her neck.Maria bit back a smile. "I wasn’t going anywhere."Luca made a low, satisfied sound, nuzzling into the crook of her neck before pressing a lazy, open-mouthed kiss to her skin. His fingers skimmed along her stomach, drawing patterns that sent shivers dancing down her spine."You were trying to sneak away," he accused, his voice a mixture of amusement and accusation.Maria turned
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-05THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 41: Wrecked By Him
Swallowing, Maria stepped forward, her bare feet silent against the cold floor.Luca’s eyes tracked every movement, burning her from the inside out.And then she was there, standing between his legs, so close she could feel the heat radiating from his body.He didn’t move. Didn’t reach for her.No—he was going to make her do this. Make her surrender.Maria exhaled softly, placing her hands on his broad shoulders. She could feel the tension in him, the barely leashed restraint beneath her fingers.Then, slowly, she swung one leg over him, straddling his lap.Luca let out a low growl, his hands gripping the armrests so tightly his knuckles went white. "That’s my girl."Maria smiled—just a little, just enough to remind herself that even though she had lost, she still had some control.And then she started moving.Slowly. Sinfully.She rolled her hips against him, her body moving like liqu
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-05THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 42: Overdrive
Their honeymoon officially began after two nights at the villa, but instead of staying in tropical paradise, Luca had something else planned.That morning, he led her onto the private jet, all he said was, “You’ll see.”The flight was smooth, but Maria noticed the temperature dropping steadily the closer they got to their destination. When they finally landed, she stepped out of the jet and into a completely different world.Snow. Everywhere.Thick layers of white blanketed the landscape, stretching as far as the eye could see. Towering pine trees, heavy with frost, lined the private runway, their tips dusted in silver beneath the pale afternoon sun. The air was crisp, the kind that bit at her skin and turned every breath into a cloud.A stark contrast to the golden heat of Hayport.Maria shivered involuntarily, pulling her coat closer around her. Luca, on the other hand, seemed entirely unaffected.He grinned at her reaction, sliding a warm hand to the small of her back. “Cold?”Mari
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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
