All Chapters of Owned By Massimo : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Isabella's POV “What are you doing? Where are you taking me?” I asked, my voice shaking as Massimo dragged me down the hallway with a firm grip on my arm. His fingers dug into my skin, not enough to bruise but enough to remind me I had no choice. I stumbled to keep up with his long strides, my bare feet sliding on the cool floor.He didn’t answer. Just kept pulling me until we reached a heavy door at the end of a lower hallway. He opened it and pushed me inside, then stepped in after me and closed it with a loud, final click. The sound echoed in the dim space.The moment I saw what was in the room, a shiver ran through my entire body. Strangely, it wasn’t only fear. It looked like a torture chamber mixed with a BDSM room. Black padded walls, chains hanging from the ceiling, a padded bench in the center, whips, paddles, and ropes neatly arranged on shelves. There were cuffs, blindfolds, gags, and metal spreader bars. The air smelled of leather and something darker. My nipples hardene

Isabella's POV I struggled against the chains, my wrists and ankles aching from being held in the same position for so long. The metal dug into my skin, but as crazy as it sounds, I liked it. I liked that Massimo had me chained here, completely at his mercy. The anticipation of what he might do next made my blood pump faster. My body was on fire. I wanted him to use me however he wanted. I didn’t care how rough or dark it got. I just wanted him.But at the same time, I was pissed. He wasn’t listening to me. Those traitors were still out there planning to sell his shipment to the Romanos, and here I was, chained naked in his torture room while he wasted time on me. I threw my head back and let out a frustrated breath. I was tired, hungry, and hadn’t even showered properly. My clit throbbed painfully between my spread legs. I bit my lip hard to hold back a moan. He wasn’t even in the room, and he still had this much control over my body.I closed my eyes, trying to calm my racing hear

Massimo's POV That night I was…“Don, are you okay?” Markus’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. His tone was careful, like he knew exactly where my mind had gone.I blinked, realizing I had stopped halfway down the stairs. My fists were clenched so tight my knuckles ached.I nodded once, sharp. We continued down the steps…the sound of my shoes loud in the otherwise quiet house.“Damiano called,” I said.Markus froze for half a second on the step behind me, then caught up. “That bastard,” he muttered under his breath. “What’s your plan, Don?”I didn’t answer right away. My mind was still a mess.“For now, I just want him on his toes,” I finally said, voice low. “Not knowing what will happen to his daughter. Let him imagine every filthy thing I could be doing to her. Let it eat him alive.”Markus gave a grim nod. We stepped out into the cool morning air, and I stopped by the car.“Take me to The House of De Luca. I have business to take care of.” I said to Markus.“Yes, Don.” He open

Isabella's POV My head hurt like crazy. A sharp, throbbing pain pulsed behind my eyes with every heartbeat. I groaned, trying to move, but my body wouldn't listen. Everything felt fuzzy, disconnected.I could feel movement, like I was being bounced around in the trunk of a car. My arms were tied tightly behind my back, and tape covered my mouth. Everywhere was dark. These bastards had the guts to throw me in here like garbage. I struggled hard, twisting my body, but the space was too tight. Panic clawed at my throat.I hated dark places. I hated small spaces even more. They gave me terrible anxiety, made my chest feel like it was caving in. And yet here I was, trapped in this metal box with no air, no light, no way out. ‘Let me out!’ I wanted to scream, but the words came out as muffled grunts against the tape. My breathing became fast and shallow. I kicked at the sides of the trunk, but it only made the car jolt and push me into a more uncomfortable position.‘You fucking bastards

Isabella's POV “You’re full of surprises, Isabella,” Massimo murmured. His voice was low, rough. It sent shivers racing down my spine. “After everything that just happened…that’s what you ask for?”I raised an eyebrow, still wrapped around him like I belonged there. My heart was pounding, but not from fear anymore. “What should I have asked for? A mansion?” I whispered, my lips brushing his ear. “You should know me by now, Massimo. I’ll never miss an opportunity to get what I want from you.”His hands tightened on my thighs, fingers digging in just enough to make me feel claimed.“Sure your pussy can handle it?” he asked, voice dropping even lower.A wicked smile tugged at my lips. “Why don’t you try and see?”Massimo laughed darkly, the sound vibrating through his chest into mine. “If I eat you out, princess, you’re going to cry. You’re going to beg me to stop…but I won’t. You’re going to be gushing all over my face, cumming over and over until your legs shake so bad you can’t stand