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Chapter 40 - Vacation from hell
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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
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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
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The scent of warm bread and simmering broth filled the small kitchen, wrapping Araceli in a familiar comfort. She perched on the edge of an old wooden chair, her hands folded neatly in her lap as she watched Mrs. Maggie bustle about the stove. The older woman, round and sturdy, moved with ease in the kitchen, ladling a thick stew into a large container.“You don’t eat enough, child,” Mrs. Maggie chided without turning around. “You’re all skin and bones. What good is faith if you don’t have the strength to carry it?”Araceli smiled faintly, tracing a finger over the lace trim of her skirt. “I eat just fine, Mrs. Maggie. But thank you for the food. I know you don’t have to—”“Nonsense.” Mrs. Maggie turned, waving her wooden spoon. “What kind of Christian woman would I be if I let you starve?”Across the room, Mrs. Maggie’s grandchildren sat on the rug, giggling as they flipped through their picture books. A battered, well-loved copy of Cinderella. The cover was faded, the edges curling,
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The ride to the house was quiet.Araceli sat as she always did, with her hands folded neatly in her lap. From the backseat, she snuck glances at Nico from the corner of her eye. He hadn’t said a word to her since they left Ambrose’s house, only offering a short, dismissive “Let’s go.” The entire drive, he had been glued to his phone, murmuring in Italian, his voice smooth and confident.She couldn’t understand a word, so she stayed silent, even though she was bubbling with curiosity and wanted to ask him so many things.What’s your favorite color? What kind of food do you like? Do you enjoy going to church?None of the questions felt right though. How did one start a conversation with the man they were meant to marry? She’d hoped Gof would drop a manual in her lap to help her out when this time came.The car rolled to a stop outside a large house. It wasn’t what she expected—it was modern, with sharp angles, glass, and steel, looming like something out of a different world.Nico stepp
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Araceli barely slept the night before her ‘big day’She lay awake in the unfamiliar bed, staring at the ceiling, excitement bubbling inside her chest. Today was her wedding day. The day she’d dreamed of.It wasn’t much like her dreams thought, in her dreams, a carriage would be waiting outside and a dozen maidens would be helping her prepare but none of that mattered. As long as she got to stand beside Nico, as long as he finally saw her, truly saw her, it would all be worth it.When the first rays of sunlight peeked through the curtains, she jumped out of bed, smoothing down the wrinkles in her only white dress. It wasn’t much, but it would do. She slipped on her shoes, fastened her necklace around her throat, and ran her fingers through her wavy black hair, doing her best to tame it with what little she had.By the time she was ready, she expected to hear movement in the house—perhaps Nico getting dressed, preparing for the ceremony. But the house was silent.She peeked into his roo
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Luciano Salvatore leaned back in his chair in the club like a bored king ignoring his subjects. He barely paid attention to the woman in front of him who was sliding off the pole and dancing like it was her last.She was beautiful, no doubt—a curvy redhead, her body moving with trained seduction under the flashing club lights. But to him, it was nothing more than background noise. A performance he had seen a thousand times.He took a slow sip of his drink, his gaze flicking to the screen of his phone as it buzzed with the notification of a new text. Dante: It’s done. Their warehouse is gone.Luciano nodded as he clicked the call button and lifted the phone to his ear. A moment later, Dante’s voice came through.“It’s done,” Dante repeated. “The Irish won’t be making any more moves on that side of the city. The explosion was clean.”Luciano’s fingers tapped idly against the glass in his other hand. “Casualties?”“Only theirs. None of ours.”“Good. That’s how it should be. Don’t forget
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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 hallway was quiet as Araceli stepped into it, her shoes making soft taps against the marble. She was still beaming from her earlier conversation with Luciano—her employer. She actually had an employer. “I’m employed” The word felt new and proud in her mouth. She clutched it close, like a gift from above.“Thank you Jesus” she whispered gleefully. As she walked toward the room she had been assigned, she passed a door slightly ajar. Just as she was about to continue walking, a piercing scream ripped through the silence.Her heart lurched. And she froze. The scream had come from inside that room—shrill and desperate, like it belonged to a child.There was a pause and then another scream. Gut-wrenching and frantic.“Mommy! No!”She hovered at the door, uncertainty clouding her face. Should I go in? Should I call someone? But another scream broke the air, and before she knew it, she had pushed the door open.Inside, a little girl—no older than eight or nine—lay twisted in the covers
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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,
