Dark Desire

By Victory Storm and Melissa Castello

My life has been a succession of mistakes and bad choices. The first mistake? Having fallen in love with a man who ended up in prison and promising to wait for him. The second mistake? Marrying a man to forget my first love. The third mistake? Finding out about my husband's betrayal and venting my desperation in that damn bar. Three mistakes and everything came to a head. A look, a caress, that voice that knew how to bend me to his will and the circle closed, causing me to face my first mistake which now came to present me with the bill. Could I make my already complicated life worse? Yes, with a lie. A lie capable of making me lose everything I had and that would make me fall into the hands of the one I had tried to forget my whole life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tektime
• Release date: Dec 13, 2023
• ISBN: 9788835459583

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DARK DESIRE

Victory Storm & Melissa Castello

©2023 Victory Storm, Melissa Castello

Publisher: Tektime

Translator (ita > eng): LRizzi-Erneste

Cover: Design by Victory Storm

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or disseminated by any means, photocopying, microfilming or otherwise, without permission of the author. This book is a work of fiction. Characters and places mentioned are inventions of the author and are intended to lend veracity to the narrative. Any analogies with facts, places and persons, living or dead, are entirely coincidental.

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«Where were you last night?» Gabriel attacked me instantly.

«I told you I was staying to study with Eliza and Hope. The graduation exam is coming up and I fell behind in some subjects,» I justified myself, entering the young man's flat.

«Was that classmate of yours there too? The one who's always on your case,» he inquired nervously.

«Who? Romeo?»

«Don't say that name in my presence!» he suddenly raged, punching the wall behind me. Ever since he had seen Romeo put his arm around my shoulders and try to kiss me against my will, it was forbidden to speak of him in his presence. It had taken me a week to reassure him, convince him not to punch him, and try to save our relationship already undermined by my parents' disapproval, the age difference and his father's shady business dealings.

«Gabriel, I love you, you know that,» I tried to calm him down. After a year, I had come to know him well enough to know that those jealous outbursts could only lead to uncontrollable outbursts if I didn't remain calm. Even though he was five years older than me, I sometimes had the impression that I was older and more mature than him.

«Try lying to me and...» he began to threaten, grabbing my chin with his hand and holding my head bent towards him. His black eyes fixed into my chestnut-coloured ones. In his gaze I could read all his torment. I knew he loved me but I could feel his fear of losing me.

After almost a year I had become his world, the only pure and wonderful thing in his life, as he often told me.

«I love you. Too much to betray you. You are the most beautiful and important thing in my life,» I whispered softly, taking his face in my hands and stroking his contracted jaw.

That gesture worked and he slowly loosened his grip.

«I love you too. I don't know what I would do if I were to lose you.»

«That will never happen.»

«Promise me.»

«I swear,» I pronounced, moving closer to him to kiss him.

«You break this oath and I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive you,» Gabriel hissed before greedily taking possession of my mouth until I lost my mind with a breathtaking kiss.

Gabriel was like that. Unstable, hot-tempered, aggressive, possessive, rough, but he could also be the sweetest, kindest man in the world.

My best friend Hope was scared of the 24-year-old, the son of a drug dealer and a drug-addicted woman. In him, she saw only the sick and criminal genes of his family.

Even my dear friend Eliza had not taken this relationship of ours well at first, because she was afraid it would make me suffer, but then she had seen how Gabriel treated me when he was quiet and this had calmed her down a lot, so much so that she cheered for our romance and covered for me when I spent the night at the young man's house.

In an instant, Gabriel slipped his hands under my blue top and unhooked my bra, without stopping kissing me.

I let him do it and humoured him, lifting my arms to get my clothes off.

«Fuck, how beautiful you are,» Gabriel whispered, pulling away from my mouth and admiring my breasts cupping them between his hands .

I covered my chest in embarrassment. His excited gaze fixed on me still had the power to frighten me and I couldn't get used to the feeling.

«You know I don't want to,» he raged, grabbing my wrists and bringing them behind my back, where he held them pinned with one hand, while with the other he resumed stroking me until my already sensitive and turgid nipples hardened. «Good girl,» Gabriel murmured, hearing me moan and arch into him. He loved feeling me lose control and let go in his arms. «You drive me crazy, you know that?» he said kissing and licking my nipples and then sucking them greedily.

I remained still like he wanted me to, overwhelmed by the impetuous waves of pleasure he was giving me that spread through my whole body, making my lower abdomen contract painfully. 

I smiled, savouring that excitement that made me clay in his hands and that sensation that at first had frightened me and made me almost run away from Gabriel. Now instead I was enjoying it to the full, eager to reach orgasm.

«Get undressed,» he suddenly ordered me, taking off his shirt, unzipping his worn jeans and slipping on a condom.

I obeyed. I took off my leggings, panties and trainers. I wasn't in time to slip off my socks, when Gabriel grabbed me by the hips and pulled me up.

I clung to him, putting my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck.

I kissed him and gasped when I felt his fingers slide inside me.

«You're ready,» he noted satisfied by my wetness soaking his hand. 

«I've been ready since I came in here,» I told him, knowing I was turning him on even more since he had confessed to me that he found it horny to know that his woman was already wet and ready to be fucked even before foreplay.

«Fuck, you really make me lose my mind, baby,» he moaned looking at me with his eyesight obscured by the pleasure that made his pupils dilate and his jaw contract to such an extent that you never knew how brutal and predatory he could get when you were in his hands.

I was about to answer him but I felt the tip of his penis pushing into me.

I took a deep breath and tried to relax because I had learned in those months that tension made penetration painful, especially when it was done with a member so big that it filled me completely.

«I love you, Aria,» Gabriel said as he entered me forcefully. I looked at him for a second and could read how he felt about me and how much the differences between us, from age to social background, made him suffer.

Often this difference had become a source of quarrels between us and he always feared that as I grew older I would grow tired of him and his miserable life.

But I loved him too much to think that something would split us apart sooner or later.

I was about to answer him