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Chapter 10 - You hurt her
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The Don’s Captive Saint Chapter 11 - What our boss does for work
Hours had passed since the midday chaos, and the air had settled into something gentler by evening time. Roberta was by the sink, rinsing out pans, while Araceli and Paula sat across from each other, finishing up their dinner. Their laughter rose and fell in rhythm with the clinking of cutlery. “I’ve made a grand discovery,” Araceli announced suddenly, sitting up straighter and pointing her spoon in the air like it was a sword. Roberta and Paula turned to her with curious looks. Araceli lowered her voice, eyes darting around theatrically. “I’ve just tasted porridge that is just as good—no, in fact, I hope Mrs Maggie never finds out—but better than Mrs Maggie’s porridge.” Roberta let out a full, hearty laugh, her shoulders shaking. Paula rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the smile tugging at her lips. “No, I’m serious!” Araceli insisted. “The porridge is amazing!” she filled her spoon with more and ate it before she continued “The way you mixed the flavors together? A masterpi
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Early the next morning, Araceli and Gianna joined forces to beg Roberta to call Luciano and ask him if he would allow Benjamin to take them to church. After minutes of pleading and puppy dog eyes, Roberta caved and called Luciano to ask for permission on their behalf, which he granted.Paula couldn't because she told them she was ‘busy’ so Araceli was in charge of taking care of Gianna. She didn’t mind in the slightest though.The ride to church was bright with laughter and the light streaming through the windows of the sleek black SUV. Araceli sat with Gianna in the back, their hands lightly touching as they played a quiet game of spot-the-color, their giggles occasionally rising in volume. In the front seat, Benjamin, the driver, glanced at them through the rearview mirror with an amused expression.“This will definitely be the first time one of Mr. Salvatore’s cars has ever gotten within ten feet of a church,” he joked.Araceli smiled. “That’s not a bad thing. There’s a first time
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Without missing a beat, Roberta shot up. “Welcome back sir”.Roberta turned to Gianna “Gianna, that's enough TV,” she said briskly, turning off the screen. “Araceli come help me help me with lunch”Everyone scrambled to their feet. They all greeted their boss in unison.Only Gianna hesitated until Araceli nudged her gently. Gianna had spoken to Araceli about her strained relationship with her uncle. She had never even called him ‘Uncle Luciano’ since she moved in with him and Araceli had encouraged her to try it when he got back from his trip.She swallowed and looked up. “Welcome back… Uncle Luciano.”He paused for a fraction of a second. Then ignored them all completely and began to walk away.“Benjamin,” he called as he walked out, causing the man’s entire body to freeze. Luciano reached into his pockets and tossed a set of keys. “Warm up the Escalade.”Benny caught the keys clumsily and disappeared without another word.Gianna’s small face crumpled with hurt. Araceli ruffled her
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Since the night he heard her laughter in the hallway, sounding like a melody he never knew he craved, Luciano created a night routine for himself.Every night for the past few days, midnight would come, and like clockwork, he’d open the app on his laptop and pull up the live feed from the camera in her room.He told himself it was still for security, that he was only making sure she wasn’t a threat. But that excuse had long since unraveled. The truth was simpler. And far more dangerous. She fascinated him.Tonight was no different. The screen glowed softly in the darkness of his bedroom, illuminating Araceli’s peaceful form. She lay curled beneath the thin blanket, her chest rising and falling with each slow breath. Her dark hair spilled over the pillow like ink against the sheets. Every now and then, she shifted, murmuring something too faint to catch. Her lips parted with a whisper of breath, and one of her hands slid beneath her cheek.Luciano leaned forward, fingers steepled under
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Araceli woke up on the bathroom floor.Well, not exactly woke up. After she gained consciousness, her eyes fluttered open slowly, her limbs heavy, her body trembling as memories from last night slithered back into her mind like shadows slipping through cracks. She hadn’t left the floor since she collapsed. Just lay there, curled up, arms wrapped tightly around her knees, locked away in the bathroom as if the thick wooden door could keep the devil out.The worst part was she didn’t even know what parts were real.Had the devil really come to her room? Had it been a nightmare that manifested physically? Had someone snuck into her room? Her throat closed up every time she tried to piece the night together. Her prayers had turned to sobs hours ago. Over and over again she cried out to God until her voice was hoarse and her soul felt scraped bare.And worse of all was the mark. The evidence of her encounter with the devil.Every time she felt the area of her neck where the purplish bruise
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Araceli found Roberta in the kitchen, humming a tune Araceli had taught her softly as she dried off the last clean plate.“My sweet Berta,” Araceli chimed, voice laced with oversweetness, “how are you this evening?”Roberta didn’t even look up. “Araceli, I’m not making any more sandwiches for you, so don’t try to butter me up.”Araceli gasped, placing a hand on her chest dramatically. “Me? Take advantage of your kindness? I would never.”“Mhm,” Roberta replied, finally glancing at her with an arched brow.“That’s not why I’m here,” Araceli said quickly, though she added under her breath, “although, if you did feel the urge to make more of those sandwiches, I don’t think it’s such a bad idea…”Roberta chuckled, the sound warm and rumbling. “Why are you really here?”Araceli straightened, clasping her hands in front of her. “I was wondering if you could help me ask the boss for something.”Immediately, the lightness in Roberta’s expression dulled. It always did whenever he came up. The
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As soon as Araceli stepped into the room, the familiar scent of water lilies and dish soap followed her in, wrapping around Luciano like a memory he hadn’t asked for but couldn’t stop craving. He used to think it was such an odd contrast. But now? He inhaled it like a drug. It lingered in the air, subtle yet commanding, clinging to her like a second skin.She smiled nervously. “Good evening, sir.”Luciano looked up slowly from his work. “Araceli.” He said her name like a thought that had wandered into his mouth. Then his voice sharpened. “The next time you have a request, you come ask me yourself. Don’t send people to do it for you.”Because I want you close every chance I can get, he added internally.Her fingers toyed with the end of her scarf. “Yes, sir. I’m sorry. I just… I thought maybe Roberta would have more luck.”The truth was she was still wary of being alone with him after what happened last time. But she told herself she didn’t have to be nervous. It was all a misunderstan
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The sun glowed gently across the courtyard as Araceli, Paula, and Gianna gathered near the waiting car. It was Gianna’s birthday, and the air in the Salvatore estate felt light. Araceli had swapped her maid uniform out for a modest turtleneck and a long flowing skirt. The scarf at her neck was tucked neatly, and her smile—though a bit tired—was genuine. She’d barely gotten any sleep the night before, afraid she’d encounter the devil again but thankfully she didn’t. Her prayers had worked, she thought.Gianna was practically bouncing in Paula’s arms, her excitement tangible as she looked up at Araceli. “Thank you so much for making my uncle agree to this!”Paula smirked, shifting the child’s weight playfully. “She really is a miracle worker, huh? Must’ve picked up a trick or two from those Jesus miracles she’s always reading about.”Everyone laughed, including Araceli, who raised her hands in mock humility. “It’s not about me today. It’s all about this princess turning a year older.”T
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The Don’s Captive Saint Chapter 42 - Her Question
After her failed escape plan, three days of sin with Luciano, and the humiliating encounter with Nico, Araceli had hoped today the rest of the day would bring her some semblance of peace but it didn’t. From the moment she left that living room, she felt like she was walking on pins and needles. Her body ached in places she didn’t want to think about, and her mind was still caught in the swirl of pain, guilt, and quiet panic. She tried to distract herself by spending more time than usual with Gianna, who always managed to lift her spirits, but even that felt… hollow. Her laugh came out wrong. Her responses felt stiff. None of her jokes hit.Because she knew that come night time there would be no escape. Luciano would come for her. And he had warned her, clearly, what would happen if she disobeyed.By afternoon, she was floating around the house like a ghost would, distant and silent. She found herself in the kitchen, wiping down already clean counters while Paula and Roberta chatted
The Don’s Captive Saint Chapter 41 - Back home
Everyone likened him to the devil. But he had to have God-like self-control to restrain himself the way he had.Luciano clenched the steering wheel, jaw tight as the city blurred past the windows. The fact that he hadn’t fucked Araceli in that hotel suite still gnawed at him even as he drove them back to the estate. All three nights she’d been there, vulnerable and broken, and yet he hadn’t done it.It was really godlike restraint. Or something damn close. He had told her to sit in the back seat as if that would help anything. As though distance could cleanse his thoughts. Much to her delight, she’d obeyed.He noticed that she was off. Quieter and more fragile looking than usual. The unconsciousness still haunted him. He told himself it was just her sensitivity and that her body was too delicate for the intensity of what they’d done. He’d have to break her in more before anything real could happen.Still, the memory of her moans, the sight of her trembling body, stirred something viol
The Don’s Captive Saint Chapter 40 - Vacation from hell
A couple hours later, Luciano was already halfway back to the hotel, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the open window frame. The wind dragged through his hair.His phone buzzed on the dash, Donenico was calling him. Releasing a frustrated sigh, he swiped to answer.“Did I not tell you about the dinner with the Hastings?” his father snapped, voice like gravel.Luciano’s smile curled lazily. “And did I not tell you I wasn’t going to attend?”“This is your last warning, Luciano.” There was a pause heavy with threat. “Take me seriously or there will be serious consequences.”Luciano sighed theatrically. “Oh no. I’m shaking already, Father. Please don’t threaten me like that—I’m driving. You could cause a serious accident.”A hissed breath on the other end. Domenico was seething. Luciano could practically see his face turning red, veins bulging, his perfectly round head resembling a flushed tomato.“Don’t forget to breathe, Father,” Luciano murmured with mock concern. “Anger’s n
The Don’s Captive Saint Chapter 39 - Consciousness
Luciano stepped out of the shower, toweling his hair dry, the cool air of the suite prickling his skin. He glanced around the room. His jaw tightened when he noticed it was empty.There was a strange twist in his gut when her absence regained. It wasn’t anger or annoyance. Rather it was something sharper that bordered on panic. He didn’t like it. Not one bit.He scanned the space but found nothing disturbed, no broken windows, no open doors. Then his gaze landed on the second bathroom. The door was closed.He crossed the room in three strides, knocking hard once, twice. “Araceli.”There was no answer. He banged the door louder but still no response. He growled under his breath, something dark and unfamiliar crawling up his throat. “Open the door.”The silence mocked him and his patience snapped. With one powerful shove, he threw his weight into it. The door cracked, resisted, then gave in with a violent splinter of wood and hinges. It slammed against the wall with a hollow crash.He s
The Don’s Captive Saint Chapter 38 - Her first
“Keep touching it,” Luciano said, voice low and strained, eyes burning into her.Araceli stared at it rigid. The thing between his legs stood upright across his abdomen, thick and flushed, like some strange, burning branch growing where no branch should. It reminded her of a large, veiny pepperoni, angry red, heavy-looking, throbbing with life.She swallowed, bile rising in her throat.“I said,” he repeated, dragging her gaze up to his face, “keep touching it.”Her hand hovered uncertainly in the space between them. She flinched as his fingers wrapped around hers, guiding her forward. She touched it lightly, then immediately pulled back with a startled yelp.“It’s hot,” she said, horror flickering in her voice. “I don’t know what to do.”Luciano’s jaw flexed. He looked down at himself, then back at her, groaning in irritation. “Just move your hand on it. It’s not complicated.”But Araceli was shaking her head now, lips trembling. “No. I—I don’t want to.”Silence thickened between them
The Don’s Captive Saint Chapter 37 - Punishment or pleasure
The Golden Astoria. That was the name etched in gold against obsidian glass, the name talked about with reverence by the elite, the powerful, the untouchable. Celebrities, royals, oil barons, and politicians passed through its hallowed halls. But none more feared than Luciano Salvatore.Araceli had only heard of the hotel through gossip from Paula. But now, she was about to be dragged toward its gates.They would be staying in his private suite. The presidential suite, tailored for someone who ruled more than a country. And the moment he said it, every hair on her body had risen in alarm.Luciano had already stepped out of the car, his door slamming shut with finality, but she stayed frozen in place, her hand trembling on the handle. When she didn’t move, he opened her door himself, reached in, and dragged her out like she weighed nothing.“No,” she whispered, stumbling in her heels. “I’m not going anywhere with you—”He yanked her against him with force. Her front collided with his h
The Don’s Captive Saint Chapter 36 - Show of power
The car ride was quiet. Araceli sat in the front seat, not because she wanted to, but because he had ordered her to. Every nerve in her body was on fire, screaming at her to do something—anything. But what could she possibly do?This wasn’t how it was supposed to end. She was supposed to be free. How had he found her? How had he gotten into Mrs. Maggie’s house before she even knew it? If she didn’t know any better, she would have sworn he was more than a devil—he was a time traveler too. How else could he have predicted where she’d go?She’d planned it so carefully. It was supposed to be perfect. But nothing was.He had looked at her with that smug expression, and the air had frozen around her. All she could think about was Mrs. Maggie and the children. If not for them, she might’ve fought harder, screamed, and told the truth. But she was certain that he would kill them. He wouldn’t even blink.And the worst part was… she didn’t even know why. Why her? What did he want with her? What
The Don’s Captive Saint Chapter 35 - Several steps ahead
Araceli froze.No air, no sound, no thought could move through her. Her eyes locked onto the man seated comfortably in Mrs. Maggie’s worn floral armchair, his posture casual, confident, and impossibly out of place in the humble warmth of the small home.Her lips barely parted, a small breath escaping them in a whisper. “No…”Mrs. Maggie, completely oblivious to her horror, was cheerfully fussing over her visitor.“Oh, isn’t it sweet?” she called. “He came this afternoon, said he was your boss, and wanted to see the place you were always talking about. I think that’s just lovely, don’t you?”Araceli couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. All she could do was stare at the devil who had invaded her safe haven.The sound of the oven ding made her flinch.“Oh! Let me get the cupcakes,” Mrs. Maggie chirped, bustling off, humming.Luciano’s eyes never left Araceli. A smirk curled the corner of his lips as he studied her like prey, startled, cornered prey.After his father’s unwanted visit, he’d gone
The Don’s Captive Saint Chapter 34 - Surprise
Araceli had everything planned.She’d packed up the essentials—her Bible, a few clothes, her necklace. Nothing too heavy, nothing too obvious. She couldn’t risk drawing attention. Everyone thought it was a short break and she had to keep it that way. She’d almost thrown her entire plan out the window when Gianna begged her with big eyes to not leave for too long but she managed to stay firm in her resolve. She didn’t know exactly how her plan would play out, but she knew one thing: she had to get to Mrs. Maggie. If anyone could help her, it was her.So she found Benjamin outside, right where she hoped he’d be.“Hi, Benjamin,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady.“Hi, Araceli,” he replied with that same sheepish smile he always wore around her.“I’m… I’m leaving today,” she told him quietly.“You’re leaving?” His face dropped in surprise and sadness“I’m not leaving for long,” she lied. “It’s just a short break.”“Why?” he asked.“I just miss my town.”“Yeah,” Benjamin nodded,
