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CHAPTER FOUR (4)
ADRIANO
When they had arrived at his mansion, they were both silent. The awkwardness filled the room. None of them knew what to say to each other.
Carlos, his butler had already taken Ismeralda’s things to the master bedroom while he and Ismeralda sat in very awkward silence in the living room.
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ADRIANOHe stood looking at the spot she had occupied not too long ago before she ran off to God-knows where. He didn’t know if he was supposed to run after her or if he was just supposed to leave her alone.He stood there for some time without feeling any emotions. What was he supposed to do? Let her defy him? She should have known that even if she was his wife, she still needed to give him his respect.
Made For Me CHAPTER SIX (6)
ISMERALDAIt was two ‘o’ clock in the afternoon when Ismeralda finally woke up from sleep. The aspirin had knocked her out once it kicked in and she’d slept majority of the day. Her swollen eyes had gone down considerably and her head didn’t hurt anymore.She wasn’t surprised that when she woke up, Adriano still wasn’t home. This was how all her days would be like; locked up in a big house with nothing to do and no companion.
Made For Me CHAPTER SEVEN (7)
ISMERALDAIt was another beautiful and boring day of doing nothing. When she woke up, she went for a run, took her bath, had breakfast and then read books.If she didn’t have her books, she didn’t know how she would survive. Her books were her life and she could read a single book over ten times. It felt so good to live in another reality and escape her own.Sometimes, she would imagine that Adriano was like the guys in the books she read; they were sweet and always treated gi
Made For Me CHAPTER EIGHT (8)
~*~*~*~ISMERALDAThe alarm rang around four-thirty in the morning. Ismeralda woke up feeling really startled but then she quickly recovered herself and switched it off. She had set the alarm so she would be able to see Adriano before he left for work. She knew that would be the only way she could spend some time with him. She heard the shower running in the
Made For Me CHAPTER NINE (9)
ISMERALDA His tongue trailed down her mouth to her neck and she drew in a sharp breath. “I need you to relax, Angel. Focus on the pleasure I am about to give you.” He whispered in her ear and bit it softly.
Made For Me CHAPTER TEN (10)
ADRIANOIt was becoming more and more apparent that the Sangue Nero were growing more and more balls. They had landed two attacks on the Lato Oscuro clubs and had kidnapped some of the women working in the one of their whorehouses. The situation was getting out of control and Adriano felt like he looked weak. He looked like he wasn’t capable of controlling the situation and that frustrated him. &nb
Made For Me CHAPTER ELEVEN (11)
ISMERALDAIt had been days since she and her husband had touched each other and she was becoming rapidly frustrated. Adriano kept his distance but she had spotted him staring at her a lot. They slept in different rooms because Ismeralda was worried that she would give in. The truth was that she really did want him but she couldn’t get the images he had shown her out of her head. It was really sick that people found pleasure in pain and it irritated her even more that Adriano was part of those sick people. Hurting people gave him pleasure and she couldn’t understand why.
Made For Me CHAPTER TWELVE (12)
ISMERALDA She woke up to the sun shining brightly on her face. She had promised herself that she would not sleep in any other room aside from the one she shared with her husband but what Adriano had shown her on his computer had overwhelmed her. She had never seen or heard anything like it before. It was psychopathic how people actually got arousal from pain being inflicted on them. She figured that there must be something about it that made them happy. She was scared and horrified by it but at the same time, she was also very curious and intrigued. How does a person find pleasure in pain? She pushed away all thoughts of the BDSM or whatever it was called out of her mind and got out of bed. She went downstairs to get some coffee because the sleep hadn’t fully cleared from her eyes. When she got there, she saw that Adriano was sitting at the island having breakfast and weirdest of all, he was wearing sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt. It was highly unusual that he wasn’t at work
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