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Ten: Niccolo Capaldi
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ElevenDaniela Berni I woke up with a pounding in my head. There was something soft underneath me, and I couldn’t figure out why. The last thing that I remembered was being in the car with Niccolo after he had…what had he done? My vision was a little blurry and I forced myself to sit up. I blinked a few times, and then my vision cleared. But the headache remained. I saw someone sitting in a chair across from me. “Good. You’re awake.” It was a deep, male voice that spoke. I froze at the sound of his voice. I would have recognized it anywhere. Niccolo. It took me a moment to recognize where I was. I was in my old room, in the Capaldi summer home in Tropea, Italy. “What the hell did you do to me?” I demanded. He grinned. “I knocked you out with a sedative. It’s something that I use when there are people that are being too difficult at the club.” I frowned. “You mean, the stuff that your father used to knock people out that he
Last Updated : 2023-10-13To Trap A Kiss Twelve: Niccolo Capaldi
TwelveNiccolo Capaldi I was out on the veranda looking at the ocean. The summer home had been in the Capaldi family for generations. My great-great-grandfather, who had started out as a merchant, had bought the villa as a wedding gift for my great-great-grandfather. It had been built in the fifteen hundreds and was rumored to have originally been a vacation home for the Medici family. Daniela was inside. I had been in there when she woke up. But I didn’t know what she was doing. It had been a day since we’d arrived in Italy and she finally woke up. I was smoking a cigarette when I heard the back door open. “Did you have to knock her out?” Luca asked. I smirked as I glanced over my shoulder at him. “Who told you?” “Rick,” he said, “and then Daniela when I came here. I gave her my phone number when I saw her that first night. She texted me so many times I am surprised my phone didn’t somehow break from the amount of vibrating
Last Updated : 2023-10-13To Trap A Kiss Thirteen: Daniela Berni
ThirteenDaniela Berni “There’s got to be a way out of here.” I watched Audrina wander around the house, looking for some kind of window or door that wasn’t blocked by a guard. I laughed. “Audrina, just drop it. You’re not going to find a way out. You know how men like them are. They’ve got the entire place covered with body guards.” Audrina took a deep breath. “I wasn’t even kidnapped. I just followed you here. How am I the one that’s more freaked out than you?” I sighed. “Because I know them. I knew the minute that I stepped foot into Boston, somehow, they would find a way to pull me back into this mess. My mother was in it. My father’s in it. You’re in it. I don’t think there’s a way to get out. I think something like this---it’s always going to touch our lives, like a shadow. You can’t shake this kind of darkness no matter how hard you try.” My best friend let out a shriek. “I’m the goddamn CEO of an upscale, fashion bra
Last Updated : 2023-10-13To Trap A Kiss Fourteen: Niccolo Capaldi
FourteenNiccolo Capaldi The last time I had been to our summer home, it had been the summer before my senior year of high school. Dad took the whole family, including Daniela and her mother. We would spend the whole summer swimming, taking the yacht out, and having picnics. Here, I was a completely different person. There was something about Italy that made me relax a little more. And that summer, it had been particularly hot. Dad had been away on a lot of business trips leaving us alone to our own devices. Daniela usually spent most of the time helping out her mom with the house and the cooking. Somedays, though, Augusta would let her spend the day by the pool or she’d go off to the beach with Luca or go into town. One day, we all went out to the beach. There was a small path with a creaky staircase that had been built sometime in the 1920’s that went all of the way down to the shore. Daniela was wearing a white sundress, and she was tan from spending her days out in th
Last Updated : 2023-10-13To Trap A Kiss Fifteen: Daniela Berni
FifteenDaniela Berni “Daniela, please come to dinner.” This came from Niccolo, who was standing outside my room with Luca, begging me and Audrina to come out. We decided we were staying there until Audrina’s “backup” came. I wasn’t sure what that meant, but she assured me it was not her dad. That at least was a relief. “No!” I shouted from my bed. I was being immature, I knew. But I was still upset over how he’d gotten me to Italy instead of just telling me what was going on.Audrina, who was sitting next to me cross-legged, laughed. “Maybe he’ll break down the door,” she whispered.I shot her a look, and hissed, “Don’t give him ideas.”“Audrina!” Luca shouted. “Come on. I told you she wouldn’t be hurt and she isn’t! Come on out, I’ve got your favorite wine!”“Not happening!” Audrina shouted.It was my turn to laugh. Audrina hadn’t admitted that there was something going on with her and Luca. But I remembered the two of them in high sc
Last Updated : 2023-10-13To Trap A Kiss Niccolo Capaldi
SixteenNiccolo Capaldi “Dad! What the hell are you doing here?” I demanded. “You should be in the hospital. I thought you were half dead.” He had gathered us around the big, dining room table inside. It wasn’t warm enough to eat out doors like we normally did. Giuseppe Capaldi was tall, and frail, with wrinkles upon wrinkles and grey hair. He used a cane to get around. My Pop was the kind of man that used to having people scurry when they saw him. In many ways, he was an imposing figure still. But after his heart attack, I was painfully aware of how old he was. And I hated the idea that he had traveled so long to get to us when it could have hurt him. My Pop laughed. “I’m a Capaldi, son. Death doesn’t come for us. We go looking for it because we’ve sent them too many souls.” “Mr. Capaldi,” said Audrina, “I’m a little confused about why you want me to be part of this conversation?” He smiled at her. “Audrina, you have always
Last Updated : 2023-10-13To Trap A Kiss Seventeen: Daniela Berni
SeventeenDaniela Berni This was why I had been hesitant to tell anyone anything. The Capaldi men were nothing, if not territorial over what they wanted. Now, I had all three of them glaring at me. Niccolo’s jaw twitched and I could tell it was taking everything in his power to freak out. The last time I had seen him this angry, it had been the summer before our senior year. The summer that we dated and it ended in disaster. Someone put a hit on me, and that was when Giuseppe started talking about me marrying into the family for safety. I never knew what came of it because Niccolo went back to ignoring me right after we got back to the states. He pretended like I didn’t exist again, even after everything we’d been through that summer. We’d been together for almost two months. He’d been the first person I slept with. Then, I was ignored and forgotten about. It got worse when my mom died and I had to move in with them. There w
Last Updated : 2023-10-13To Trap A Kiss Eighteen: Niccolo Capaldi
EighteenNiccolo Capaldi She was staying. She wasn’t running. She had a chance to leave, to get the hell out, and she had decided to stay. I always thought that if Daniela knew the true nature of my world, she would run. That was one of the reasons I had ended it when we were younger. It also didn’t help that my father kept on trying to force her to marry me because he thought it was the only way that she could stay safe. I didn’t want Daniela to ever feel like I was forcing her into this world. And now, to hear her openly say she wanted to be here, with me, it was confirmation that we had a shot. Of course, we had to survive the Barretta family first. “What do you know about them?” Daniela asked as she followed me to my room. “Who?” I said. “The Barretta family.” I hesitated. “Are you sure you want to know? Sometimes, family history is best left in the dark.” “Of course, I want to know. Mama never ta
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Nine Lauren Gallo Present I was able to stay. I anticipated him firing me. I anticipated him following me. I did not anticipate wanting him again. How could anyone go through what I went through with him and still want him? I couldn’t explain it. When I arrive at work the next day, I am humming. I also have his coffee ready for him that I pick up at our old favorite spot. I am there before him. I sit on his desk, and I place the coffee cup on it while I sip mine and smile. After a few minutes, the door opens, revealing him. “Coffee, boss?” He looks from the cup on the desk to me. I can feel his eyes travel up and down my body. I flush. I know I’m flushed. I can feel it from head to toe and I absolutely hate it and love it at the same time. I feel like a teenage girl all over again. His eyes settle on mine. “You greet all of your bosses like that?” I shrug. “Only the ones I like.” He raises an eyebrow. “Did you like my cousin?” I snort, and take a sip of my coffee before I get
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EIGHT Domitus Capaldi PresentWhen I had Lauren, I felt like I had the answer to all of my problems. A sweet, little, submissive that did everything I wanted without question. After the accident when she left, at first, I didn’t want anyone. Then, I could no longer deny my urges. So, to keep them in check, I opened Labyrinth. My sex club. Patrons pay for rooms and inside them they can do whatever they want. Each one is paid to each of their specific tastes. And soundproof. All membership costs is a secret. And the absorbent yearly fee, of course. Manhattan real estate doesn’t come cheap, after all, and I have to keep the lights on somehow. I employ both men and women at the club. All kinds. You never know what someone might be into. And, of course, patrons are able to bring their own guests if they want to. What I should really do is throw Lauren over my shoulder, take her here, and have my way with her. But I can’t do that. I’m her boss and, in her mind, she barely knows me. Not
To Trap A Kiss Seven: Lauren Gallo: Past
SEVEN Lauren Gallo Past I try not to think too hard about it when I find out from a text from my coach that Mitch was killed in a robbery. I have other things to worry about. Monday morning, my mom and I move my stuff into my dorm at the fancy private school that she’ll be working at and I’ll be going to. “Wow!” she says. “This place is huge.” I nod in agreement. Cagney Academy is on the Upper East Side. By being a student here, I’ll have access to their private ice rink, and Stephanie will be able to devote her time to training just me. Meaning I will have a better shot at the Olympics. As an added bonus, Ellie goes here too, and I’ll have Carla, Domitus’s cousin. The real problem is that I’ll have to deal with Domitus. And the rest of the Capaldi brothers. From stalking Domitus on social, I’ve learned that there are three other Capaldi brothers. Felix, Anthony, and Benedict. Benedict is a short, wirey, brunette kid that’s obsessed with the hockey team that plays at the stadiu
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SIX Domitus Capaldi Past The next time I see Lauren Gallo, it’s a week after our little date. The family business and school keeps me away from the rink. But my father is meeting with the stadium manager to talk about getting new sponsors for our sports equipment. He’s also supposed to meet with Mrs. Gallo, Lauren’s Mom, and talk with her about securing her a teaching position at the school that I go to. Cagney Academy, a private school on the Upper East Side. As a teacher, Mrs. Gallo would get free admission for her family and since Lauren is her family, she would be able to go. Meaning I could see her all of the time whenever I want. At the moment, my father is talking with Laurens mom. She has sandy blonde hair, and brown eyes, and seems warry of my father. Smart woman. Most people are charmed by his wealth and good looks. I wonder if she’s dealt with his type before. Lauren says she doesn’t know who her father is, so maybe Mrs. Gallo’s husband was a made man. Or maybe she ju
To Trap A Kiss Five: Lauren Gallo: Present
FIVE Lauren Gallo Present My first thought when I see my ex-boyfriend is that he got taller. And hotter. And I’m fucked. I won’t be able to handle this. I managed to escape Domitus Capaldi once, by faking amnesia and moving half way across the country. But then my high school stalker came back and I was back home, in the city, working for the first man I had run away from. The second one, Michael Russo, had popped up in Los Angeles a few months ago. And I had no idea where he was. But I knew it would only be a matter of time before he popped back up again. He always found me. At least if I was in Domitus’s grasp, I had one monster to scare off another. I thought my cover was blown when Felix saw me. Felix had been my sounding board when I dated Domitus. In fact, I had had a little crush on him for a while but Felix and me had never done anything because we knew that Domitus would kill him if we did. Carla, to her credit, had done her research and knew about my ‘memory lo
To Trap A Kiss Four: Domitus Capaldi: Present
FOUR Domitus Capaldi Present “Hey, you’re late.” This comes from my younger brother Felix, which is a surprise to me. Felix normally doesn’t care about anything. He’s twenty-three, a year younger than me, and barely shows up to work half of the time. The title he has is mostly for looks anyway. Felix is almost as tall as me, with black hair that’s slicked back with too much gel, and as many tattoos as I have. In reality, Felix runs most of the family clubs. And by run, I mean, frequents them on a regular basis and pretends to be doing work. “Why do you care?” I ask. “I’m never late. The only reason I was late this morning was because of the traffic.” “Um, well…” “Well, what?” “Well, your new secretary has been hired.” “Good. Shelia’s on bed rest now and it’s been hell using temps. Who did HR hire?” Felix made a face. I sigh. “Just tell me, Felix. I don’t want to play games. If it’s someone I hate, I can just fire them. Remember, I am the head of the New York branch o
To Trap A Kiss Three: Lauren Gallo: Past
THREE Lauren Gallo Past His hand was in between my legs. He touched my pussy. I hadn’t even been kissed yet, but Domitus Capaldi had touched my pussy. I was wearing tights, but I could still feel it, and the wetness in between my legs that came when he touched me there. I had no idea why he had become fixated on me but I didn’t think that he was going to give up on this anytime soon, judging from the hungry look on his face as he watched me while we ate. He has already talked about fucking me. He says that he wants to do it on the table of the restaurant, but that he’ll take me on a bed instead. He is a rich kid who has probably never heard the word no in his life. Meaning he won’t take no from me. Worse, his father owns the place where I practice my skating. The rink that has been the one constant in my life. And the Capaldi family is known for, along with owning half of New York City, shady business deals that involve clubs, drugs, and gambling amongst other things. I’ve neve
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TWO Domitus Capaldi Past The first time I saw Lauren Gallo, she was wearing a blue velvet skating outfit, trimmed with fur. With each spin and jump, her little skirt went up, revealing her perfect, pale legs. I imagined my head in between those thighs, devouring her pussy, and making her scream my name and my cock goes hard at the thought. Dad had invested in the old ice-skating rink since my brother’s loved hockey, and he thought he could turn a profit from it. Me, I had never really been interested in sports. I worked out in the gym, and boxed for self-defense, but that was it. I was the heir to the New York branch of Capaldi Industries. My father wanted me to take over for him when he died. I didn’t have time to do anything outside of work for my father. I did everything my father asked of me. Never asking anything for myself. But when I saw Lauren Gallo, I wanted her. She had brown hair, and brown eyes, and a round face with full lips. She was tiny, and her breasts were
To Trap A Kiss Season Three: Domitus and Lauren: Chapter One: Lauren Gallo: Past
ONE Lauren Gallo Past There is someone watching me as I practice. The ice rink is my safe space. As I practice my routine for the millionth time, I can’t focus on anything but the eyes on me. The hair on the back of my neck stands on end. As my routine comes to an end, I straighten up and look for the person watching me. There’s a teenage boy leaning up against the wall of the skating rink. He’s tall, with broad shoulders, jet black hair, and reminds me of a dark prince out of a fantasy novel with high cheek bones and full lips. His hands are tattooed and the long, black, jacket that he wears I imagine hides full sleeves on either arm. An older man comes and talks to him. He looks like him, but with slightly grey hair, in his mid-forties. The older man’s gaze goes from me to the boy and he smirks. The boy rolls his eyes but the dark, heated gaze that he has remains on me. It makes heat go through my legs in a way that I have never felt before. Competitive skating doesn’t leave
