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Nightmare

Nightmare

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Action and Thriller
He pins me up to the wall and has both my arms above my head with one hand while his other is holding my right leg up against his side his head is in the crook of my left side of my neck kissing it making sure to leave marks he slowly makes his way to the right side making sure to leave marks everywhere I tilt my head to give him more access when he pulls away and says in a deep husky demanding tone " When I tell you not to do something you listen, got that kitten?" I nod afraid that my voice is to weak to form words. Natalya Argent a 19 year old girl She's shy, innocent, smart she is the third child of Raphael Argent the ex leader of the French mafia he was ONE of the most feared mafia in the entire world. Her brother now runs the mafia. She doesn't really leave the house due to her troubled past.until she finally goes outside and decides to go on a cruise. she thought that this cruise would give her a chance to be more social instead she's thrown into a different type of danger. Sinister De Santi a 25 year old He's the MOST feared man in the entire world he runs the Italian mafia. He's ruthless, controlling, and has Anger issues now that's just a cocktail for chaos. He's not a player but every man has his needs, he- HELL everyone never thought in a million years that he would start to fall for a woman let alone a shy small girl. But every Beast needs their Beauty I suck at descriptions so sorry but if you like what you saw give this a shot :) PS don't leave mean comments I know my grammar and spelling is bad but it's because English is not my first language so if you don't like it then don't read it :) This story includes : •Violence •Possible sex Senes •Dark Romance **[ALL RIGHTS RESERVED] **
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"They say you're innocent, pure, a virgin-but I know you touch yourself every single day, thinking of me." Her back arched instinctively against me. Breath caught. "L-Lucian, I..." she whispered, trembling, hands clutching at me as if to push me away. I smirked darkly. "Cat got your tongue, gattina? Tell me... do you dream of me every night?" "I... I don't..." she stammered, heat crawling up her neck, her body betraying her despite the words. My smirk deepened. "So... if I slip a finger under your dress, you're telling me it's not soaked underneath?" Her gasp, sharp and unguarded, made my chest tighten. Knees threatening to buckle, every shiver, every ache-utterly exposed. I leaned closer, lips brushing her ear. "You're mine, gattina. Don't you forget it." ⸻ Isabella Rose Ledesma, 22, should have had a simple life: nursing school, exams, late-night study sessions with her best friend. She wasn't supposed to be noticed. Not by him. Lucian Dominic Vitale, 25, is whispered about with fear across continents. Cold-blooded, calculated, untouchable. A man who built his empire on violence, who bends the world with nothing but a word-and now, he's set his sights on her. One night, in the quiet shadows of a hospital hallway, he saw her-not just her face, not just her body, but the fire inside her. She didn't know it then, but that night, she became his-his weakness, his obsession, his possession. Even when he disappears without a trace, leaving only the memory of ice-blue eyes and ruthless control, Isabella realizes men like Lucian don't vanish. They haunt. They follow. They claim. Across cities, across oceans, he watches every move she makes-every stolen smile, every soft gasp, every secret thought. Lucian doesn't just want her heart. He wants her mind. Her body. Her soul. And when he comes back, Isabella will learn the truth: You don't run from the devil once he calls you his kitten. You kneel.

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