MADDEST OBSESSION - Chapter 27: Chapter 27
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Days passed. The blood had dried. The bodies were buried. The empire stood unchallenged.
But for Aria and Dominic Moretti, the war hadn’t truly ended.
Because obsession never rests.
That evening, the grand dining hall was lit by a hundred candles. The long marble table glittered beneath crystal chandeliers. Only two seats were filled — husband and wife, predator and queen.
Dominic’s gaze was locked on her as she sipped her wine, deliberately slow, her lips curling into a teasing smile. She knew exactly what she was doing to him.
“You’re playing with fire tonight,” he murmured, voice low, dangerous.
Aria crossed her legs slowly beneath the table, letting her silk robe slide higher up her thigh. “Am I?”
He leaned forward, eyes darkening. “You’ve been testing my patience for days.”
Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Maybe I want to see what happens when your patience finally snaps.”
Later — The Private Room
The door slammed shut behind them. The silence was thick with tension.
Dominic stalked toward her like a predator closing in. “You like to poke the beast?”
Aria backed against the wall, breath quickening, heart pounding. “I love seeing how far I can push you.”
His hand slammed next to her head, caging her in. “You want control, Aria?” His voice dropped, gravelly. “You want to test who owns who?”
She met his gaze, defiant, unafraid. “Maybe I do.”
Dominic’s nostrils flared. “Fine. Let’s play.”
In a blur, he spun her around, ripping the silk robe open so it hung uselessly from her arms. Her body was exposed to the cool air, nipples pebbling instantly.
His voice was pure steel behind her. “Keep your hands on the wall. If you move them, I stop.”
Aria’s breath hitched. She obeyed.
Dominic’s fingers traced lightly down her spine, making her shiver. His mouth followed, kissing a trail lower, leaving wet, heated kisses across her shoulder blades.
“I want you trembling for me before I take you,” he growled.
His hands slid between her thighs, spreading her legs further, teasing her entrance with slow, agonizing strokes.
Aria gasped, her knees weakening. “Dominic—please...”
“Please what?” His fingers dipped inside her, shallow, tormenting. “Beg properly.”
“I need you,” she whimpered. “I need you to take me. Hard.”
Dominic groaned low. “Good girl.”
Without warning, he drove into her fully, making her cry out. His grip tightened on her hips as his pace grew brutal, relentless.
“You wanted to push me,” he rasped against her ear, his voice wild with possession. “Now you take every inch of what you awakened.”
Aria’s head fell forward, her screams echoing off the walls as wave after wave of pleasure slammed into her.
But Dominic wasn’t done.
He pulled her back by the hair, forcing her upright as he pounded into her harder. “I’ll remind you every night, Aria. You can tease me. You can test me. But in the end,
you always surrender.”
And surrender she did. Over and over.
But for Aria and Dominic Moretti, the war hadn’t truly ended.
Because obsession never rests.
That evening, the grand dining hall was lit by a hundred candles. The long marble table glittered beneath crystal chandeliers. Only two seats were filled — husband and wife, predator and queen.
Dominic’s gaze was locked on her as she sipped her wine, deliberately slow, her lips curling into a teasing smile. She knew exactly what she was doing to him.
“You’re playing with fire tonight,” he murmured, voice low, dangerous.
Aria crossed her legs slowly beneath the table, letting her silk robe slide higher up her thigh. “Am I?”
He leaned forward, eyes darkening. “You’ve been testing my patience for days.”
Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Maybe I want to see what happens when your patience finally snaps.”
Later — The Private Room
The door slammed shut behind them. The silence was thick with tension.
Dominic stalked toward her like a predator closing in. “You like to poke the beast?”
Aria backed against the wall, breath quickening, heart pounding. “I love seeing how far I can push you.”
His hand slammed next to her head, caging her in. “You want control, Aria?” His voice dropped, gravelly. “You want to test who owns who?”
She met his gaze, defiant, unafraid. “Maybe I do.”
Dominic’s nostrils flared. “Fine. Let’s play.”
In a blur, he spun her around, ripping the silk robe open so it hung uselessly from her arms. Her body was exposed to the cool air, nipples pebbling instantly.
His voice was pure steel behind her. “Keep your hands on the wall. If you move them, I stop.”
Aria’s breath hitched. She obeyed.
Dominic’s fingers traced lightly down her spine, making her shiver. His mouth followed, kissing a trail lower, leaving wet, heated kisses across her shoulder blades.
“I want you trembling for me before I take you,” he growled.
His hands slid between her thighs, spreading her legs further, teasing her entrance with slow, agonizing strokes.
Aria gasped, her knees weakening. “Dominic—please...”
“Please what?” His fingers dipped inside her, shallow, tormenting. “Beg properly.”
“I need you,” she whimpered. “I need you to take me. Hard.”
Dominic groaned low. “Good girl.”
Without warning, he drove into her fully, making her cry out. His grip tightened on her hips as his pace grew brutal, relentless.
“You wanted to push me,” he rasped against her ear, his voice wild with possession. “Now you take every inch of what you awakened.”
Aria’s head fell forward, her screams echoing off the walls as wave after wave of pleasure slammed into her.
But Dominic wasn’t done.
He pulled her back by the hair, forcing her upright as he pounded into her harder. “I’ll remind you every night, Aria. You can tease me. You can test me. But in the end,
you always surrender.”
And surrender she did. Over and over.
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