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Chapter 11 The Chains You Can't See
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2025-04-01 16:54:32Sophia’s entire body tensed beneath Rafael’s as his words coiled around her like an unbreakable noose.
Do you really want me to stop? Yes. No. She didn’t know anymore. Her mind screamed for freedom, but her body… her body had already betrayed her. Rafael smirked as he watched the war rage in her stormy blue eyes. He loved this—loved watching her struggle between hatred and desire. Because in the end, she would break. And she would break for him. His fingers trailed down the delicate skin of her thigh, slow, teasing, cruel. Sophia jerked, her breath catching in her throat. “Stop,” she whispered, her voice weak. Rafael hummed, his lips skimming the line of her jaw. “Say it like you mean it.” Her nails dug into his arms, desperate to ground herself against the electric storm brewing between them. “You’re a monster,” she seethed. His laugh was low, dark, dangerous. “I never claimed to be anything else.” Sophia’s breath hitched as his lips brushed over hers, a featherlight touch that set her entire body ablaze. She hated him. She hated him. She hated— Then why wasn’t she pushing him away? Rafael’s fingers curled around her wrists, pinning them above her head in one smooth motion. His body was a wall of heat, unyielding, inescapable. “I own every inch of you, piccola,” he whispered, his lips ghosting over hers. “You just don’t realize it yet.” Sophia’s pulse skyrocketed. No. She wouldn’t be his. With a surge of defiance, she kicked her knee up— But Rafael caught it effortlessly, his grip tightening in warning. “Still so wild,” he murmured, his smirk widening. His fingers dug into her thigh, spreading her legs just enough to make her stomach clench. Panic flickered in her chest. She thrashed wildly beneath him, but it only made things worse. Made her feel him everywhere. Rafael groaned, his grip tightening. “If you keep squirming like that, Sophia, I might start thinking you want this.” Her breath stuttered, heat flooding her cheeks. She didn’t. She couldn’t. But her body was betraying her all over again. Rafael chuckled, dark and knowing, as his lips finally crashed down against hers. A Kiss Meant to Destroy It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t gentle. It was a claim. A punishment. A promise. Sophia whimpered against his lips, her body arching instinctively as Rafael deepened the kiss. He swallowed her gasps, his tongue teasing the seam of her lips until she—God help her—opened for him. Her body melted, a wicked fire licking down her spine as his hands roamed her curves. She felt the sharp edge of his control—how much he was holding back. Because Rafael didn’t want to just take her. He wanted her to give in. To surrender. And the terrifying part? She almost wanted to. A Sudden Interruption A loud knock shattered the moment. Sophia gasped, her head spinning as Rafael pulled back with a low growl. His green eyes flickered with frustration as he turned toward the door. “What?” he barked. The voice on the other side was hesitant. “Boss, it’s urgent.” Rafael cursed under his breath before turning his gaze back to Sophia. She was still pinned beneath him, her lips swollen, her breath uneven. His smirk returned. “Don’t think this is over,” he murmured, pressing one last lingering kiss to her neck before releasing her wrists. Sophia lay there, her heart still racing, as Rafael stood and strode toward the door. She should have felt relieved. She should have run. But all she could do was stare after him, her body aching for something she couldn’t name. Something she couldn’t escape. Something she feared she no longer wanted to.
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