Page 20 of Impure Love

“Understood,” Luca says, turning to leave.

As he exits, I sip my whiskey, the burn a comforting reminder of my control. Aliyah’s world is shrinking, her options dwindling. Soon, she’ll realize that resistance is pointless. She’ll understand that her fate is in my hands, that she belongs to me.

I imagine her breaking down, the weight of her situation crashing over her. She’ll be scared, vulnerable. And that’s when I’ll strike. I’ll offer her a way out, a lifeline. But it’ll come with a price. Submission. Obedience. Her complete and utter surrender.

The thought sends a shiver of pleasure down my spine. Aliyah’s mine. She just doesn’t know it yet.

My phone buzzes, a message from Marco. “She’s on the move.”

Perfect. The game is progressing exactly as planned. I stand, adjusting my suit, ready to make my next move.

“Marco, keep her in sight. Don’t let her slip away.”

“Got it, boss.”

I hang up, a sense of anticipation thrumming through me. Aliyah’s running, but she’s running straight into my trap. And when she realizes that, when she sees that there’s no escape, the real fun will begin.

I walk to the window, looking out over the city. My city. Soon, she’ll understand the true meaning of power. She’ll see that in my world, there’s only one rule: what I want, I get. And I want Aliyah.

The game is far from over. It’s just beginning.

My phone buzzes, interrupting my thoughts. It’s Marco. “Dante, we’ve got eyes on her. She’s checked into another hotel, this time under a different name. What’s the play?”

I lean forward, my pulse quickening. “Keep the pressure on. Send someone to watch her every move. I want reports every hour.”

“Consider it done.”

I hang up, the anticipation thrumming through me. Aliyah’s dance of desperation is just beginning, and I’m going to enjoy every second of it.

She’ll know she’s never truly alone. She’ll know that no matter where she runs, I’ll be right behind her.

And soon enough, she’ll realize she belongs to me.

Luca returns when the dress is boxed and ready and I nod to him. "Deliver it to her room. Make sure she sees it."

Luca, ever efficient, takes the package and heads out. I follow at a distance, parking my black SUV strategically across the street from the hotel. The engine hums quietly, my fingers drumming on the leather steering wheel. The anticipation builds as I watch Luca approach Aliyah's door.

He sets the package down, knocks twice, and walks away without a glance back. The door remains closed, but I know she’s inside, probably paralyzed with fear.

An hour ticks by, the suspense electrifying. Then, the door flies open, and Aliyah bursts out, clutching her bag. Her wide eyes scan the parking lot, panic written all over her face. That fear, raw and palpable, rushes straight to my cock. It's like the first night all over again.

She stumbles looking around frantically. I catch her eye through the tinted window, just for a second. She doesn’t see me, but I see her. Every line of her body screams with desperation.

I can almost hear her heart pounding, the rapid breaths she takes. My fingers tighten around the steering wheel, the leather creaking under the pressure.

"Luca," I murmur into my earpiece, "keep a tail on her. Don’t let her out of your sight."

"Understood, boss," Luca replies, his voice steady and calm.

The exhilaration of pursuit surges within me, a pleased grin tugging at my mouth. This is merely the beginning. Aliyah will soon realize that running from me is futile.

My eyes are glued to her, tracing her every curve, and memorizing the furrow of her brow. From here I can see herchest rising and falling as she looks around helplessly as the wheels turn.

Suddenly, Aliyah bolts, and I watch her go, amusement curling through me like smoke. My heart races with excitement, the anticipation of having her in my grasp electrifying.

I step out of the car, my shoes hitting the pavement with purpose. I follow her on foot, weaving through the busy street. She’s quick, but she’s no match for me. I keep a steady pace, just enough to keep her in sight. The crowd parts around us, unaware of the silent chase unfolding in their midst.

Aliyah glances over her shoulder, her eyes wide with terror. The same fear I saw that night at the penthouse. I'm so turned on I'm practically giddy, thinking of how it will be to finally have her.

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