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Chapter 27 - Rejection
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She couldn’t stay here. She tried. God, she really tried to think of a way to make it work. To tell herself it was just a nightmare, that she could ride it out. But there was no convincing her mind or heart anymore. Not after everything she’d seen today. Not after witnessing her boss kill two men mercilessly, not after his disgusting confession that he was the one who had snuck into her room pretending to be the devil and leaving a mark on her. Not after being cornered in that dungeon and feeling her life hang by a thread. And definitely not after the humiliation she’d suffered in front of Nico, land his wife. She couldn’t do it. So she did the only thing she could think of Frantically, she packed and shoved the few belongings she had into her satchel. Dresses crumpled, bible bent, shoes mismatched. She didn’t care. She didn’t know where on earth she would go. Maybe Miss Maggie? Although she couldn’t live with her as the old woman’s hands were already full and she’d never wan
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Araceli’s heart pounded as she followed him. Even though she made sure to keep a wide distance between them, every step she took after him felt like walking deeper into the lion’s den. She didn’t want to be alone with him but the fear of disobeying him was far more terrifying. So she followed.As far behind him as she was she could still see the muscles of his broad back contract with every step he took and every movement of his body. His shirt clung to him like a second skin and it was obvious that the muscles under it were hard as rock. Araceli gulped. The man’s size was unnerving to her and his looming presence threatened to swallow her whole.When they reached the study, he pushed the door open and strode in like a king returning to his throne. He dropped into the leather chair behind the desk and leaned back with all the entitlement of a man about to deliver a decree that would ruin lives and not care one bit.Araceli froze in the doorway. This room didn’t feel the same anymore.
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The car slowed to a stop at the foot of the grand estate. Araceli leaned toward the window, her mouth slightly parted as she stared at the towering gates and the mansion beyond them.If Nico’s house had been a mansion, then this was a palace. A fortress of pale stone and tall windows, so big it made her feel even smaller than she already did.When the car door opened, she didn’t move. She was still gazing up at the columns and balconies, wondering how many rooms it must hold, and how many people it would take to fill such a big structure. She was sure the house would be buzzing with life and that sparked excitement in her. She’d only ever lived with Father Ambrose so she always desired to live in a full house.Luciano’s voice broke through her thoughts. “Are you planning on coming in tonight?”“Oh! Sorry,” she squeaked, scrambling out of the car.Luciano turned without waiting for her and began walking up the stone steps. She hurried after him, eyes wide as they moved through the gran
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The Don’s Captive Saint Chapter 27 - Rejection
Araceli should have known better than to let herself get caught alone in the hallway. But when she turned the corner of the hallway, Nico was already there, leaning against the wall like he’d been waiting.He straightened up the second he saw her, his expression unreadable until his mouth twisted into that familiar smirk. He’d been thinking over the reason she ended up in his brother’s house and he thought he finally got it.“I mean… really, Araceli?” he said, voice low and condescending. “Are you that desperate? You started working with my brother just to get closer to me?”She blinked, stunned. “What?”“You heard me. Only God knows how you managed it”She was already backing up a little, her breath catching.“You have to let this go,” Nico continued, tone harsher now. “Whatever crazy obsession you think you have with me—it’s time to bury it.”“It's not an obsession,” Araceli said sharply, her voice trembling. It’s God's will, she wanted to add but figured she shouldn’t. “Working her
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Luciano leaned in again, Araceli flinched violently, expecting the worst—but nothing could have prepared her for the way his lips met her cheek.It wasn’t a kiss. It was a brand. He was possessive, violent, and almost ritualistic in the way he lingered. He kissed it and then licked it. Then sucked it, hot and lingering, like he was trying to take something from her. And finally, he bit down, hard enough to leave a mark.A faint one, but a mark nonetheless.It was revolting to her.Her skin crawled beneath the wet heat of his mouth, a sick, burning trail left behind that made her want to claw it off. She felt violated like he had reached into her chest and tainted something sacred. It was the first time she’d been kissed on the cheek…if she could even call it a kiss.He pulled back, satisfied, as though he’d marked his territory.“Go,” he said simply.She didn’t move. She wasn’t sure if she could move.She stood frozen, cheek still tingling with that disgusting burn. Her entire body w
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The moment the words left his lips, Araceli looked up and the breath left her lungs.Raw horror swam in her wide eyes, her pupils blown wide with disbelief and panic. Her chest pounded so violently she had to clutch the space over her heart, as though squeezing it could somehow force it back into rhythm. But nothing could stop the way her entire body screamed for escape.Luciano kept advancing, his steps slow and deliberate. He drank in the sight of her—trembling, terrified, utterly at his mercy. A smile tugged at his lips. He thought her joy and laughter were good but her fear was absolutely mesmerizing to him, especially knowing he was the cause. That he had her trembling this way.So… the little saint saw everything. She saw the devil in action. How the hell did she even get down here? It should’ve worried him.But it didn’t. Instead, it thrilled him.He was glad she saw because he was done hiding. Done pretending and most importantly he was done holding back. He wanted her and he
