MY LITTLE SIN~
1 episode
The first time I saw Dario Moretti, I was old enough to know he was trouble.
The first time he saw me… I was six months old.
I didn’t remember it — not until he told me years later, his voice low, like he was confessing something holy and obscene all at once.
Dario Moretti (ML)
You were looking around with those blue eyes. Pink cheeks, tiny fists… and you looked at me the moment I touched your little fingers. Do you know what that did to me, Cici?
Now, sitting across from him in the dim light of his office, I think I do.
It ruined him.
It ruined me.
The rain taps against the tall windows behind him, but the sound feels far away. All I can hear is the slow, deliberate rhythm of his breathing, the faint clink of the crystal glass as he swirls the whiskey inside. He doesn’t drink it. He’s too focused on me.
Dario Moretti (ML)
Stand up,
My body hesitates before my mind can catch up.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Why?
Dario Moretti (ML)
Because I said so.
There’s no anger in his tone. No heat. Just that cool, immovable weight that tells me people don’t question Dario Moretti and walk away untouched.
I push back my chair and stand, my heart pounding against my ribs. He leans forward now, resting his elbows on the desk, studying me like I’m a puzzle he’s already solved.
Dario Moretti (ML)
You were mine before you could even walk (murmurs)
Dario Moretti (ML)
Mine before you knew what the word meant.
I hate the way my breath hitches. I hate the way he notices.
He sets the glass down, his fingers brushing the rim one last time before he rises to his feet. He moves slowly, like a predator that knows the prey isn’t going anywhere. His steps are soundless on the dark rug until he’s in front of me, so close I can smell the faint mix of cedar and smoke on his skin.
Dario Moretti (ML)
You don’t remember, do you?
He asks, his voice soft, almost fond.
Dario Moretti (ML)
Six months old… and already you had me in your hands.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
That’s… disturbing.
His lips curve — not into a smile, but something darker
Dario Moretti (ML)
it’s fate.
And then he reaches up, his thumb caressing along my jaw in a touch that feels like both a threat and a promise.
Dario Moretti (ML)
You’re my little sin, Cici. And sins like you aren’t forgiven… they’re worshiped.
He’s too close now, his shadow swallowing mine.
I take a step back, my spine meeting the edge of his desk.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
You talk like you invented sin, Dario.
He tilts his head, amused
Dario Moretti (ML)
No, Cici. I perfected it.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Then congratulations,
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
You can put that on your résumé — right under ‘professional manipulator.’
His smirk sharpens, slow and deliberate.
Dario Moretti (ML)
Careful, little sin. You’re only proving my point.
I roll my eyes, pretending the tight coil in my chest doesn’t exist
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
And what point is that?
Dario Moretti (ML)
That you feel me
He says without hesitation.
Dario Moretti (ML)
Even when you’re pretending to hate me.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
You don’t know a damn thing about me.
Dario Moretti (ML)
Oh, I know everything,
He murmurs, his gaze dragging over me like he’s cataloging every detail.
Dario Moretti (ML)
From the first time I saw you, six months old, to the night you walked into this office… you’ve been mine. You can lie to yourself all you want, Cici, but your eyes tell me every truth you’re trying to bury.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
You’re insane.
He steps closer, just enough for me to feel the faint heat radiating off him
Dario Moretti (ML)
And you’re lying.
For a moment, we just stare at each other — his smirk daring me to blink first.
I don’t.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
You think I’m scared of you?
I ask, my tone light but edged with steel.
He says softly, leaning in until his breath brushes my ear
Dario Moretti (ML)
I think you’re scared of yourself… and what you feel when I’m this close.
My skin prickles, but I keep my voice steady
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
If you’re trying to seduce me, you’re failing.
He chuckles — low, dark, and infuriatingly sure of himself
Dario Moretti (ML)
I’m not trying, Cici. I don’t need to.
I take a step around him, brushing past his shoulder without looking back
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
If this is your best attempt at control, I’m not impressed.
His smirk deepens, but I can feel the heat of his gaze burning between my shoulder blades
Dario Moretti (ML)
You’re walking away because you think you’re in control,
I pause with my hand on the door handle
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
And you’re letting me, because deep down you know I’m not yours.
There’s a beat of silence — heavy, electric. Then his voice cuts through it, low and certain
Dario Moretti (ML)
You’ve been mine since the day I saw you. The only difference now is… I’m done waiting for you to admit it.
I swallow hard, refusing to turn around, because if I see that look in his eyes, I might forget how to breathe
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Keep dreaming, Dario.
Behind me, I hear the soft scrape of his chair as he sits back down, the lazy clink of ice in his glass.
Dario Moretti (ML)
Run as far as you want, little sin,
Dario Moretti (ML)
The deeper you sink into denial, the sweeter it’ll be when you finally drown.
I step out, slamming the door behind me — but his voice, his smirk, his heat… they follow me down the hall like a shadow I can’t shake.
And somewhere deep inside, a part of me already knows… he’s right.
2 episode
Barb (author )
Hey sweeties 😚😚
The rain hammered down in thick sheets, streaking across the windshield and turning the roads into mirrors of neon reflections. Cici’s hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, knuckles white, her mind buzzing with anger from the meeting at the company. The tires hissed against the wet asphalt as she pushed the car faster, letting the storm match the storm inside her.
Suddenly, a figure appeared out of nowhere, stepping into the middle of the road. Reflexively, she slammed on the brakes. But before she could react further, the man was at her window, sliding the door open and dropping into the passenger seat like he owned it.
Cici’s heart skipped—but only for a fraction of a second. Her eyes widened, scanning him from head to toe. The rain plastered his hair to his forehead; his shirt was soaked through—not just from water, but with dark, sticky patches of blood.
She leaned back, smirk tugging at the corner of her lips,
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Excuse me? And who the hell are you, Mr. Bloodbath, that I’m supposed to take orders from?
Suddenlu Without warning, a cold metal pressed against her temple. The gun was heavy, real, and unforgiving
？？
Women just stop talking and drive ❄️❄️
she was about to say something when she saw his shirt soaked in blood
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
fine where?
？？
Go towards mountains you will see house there ❄️❄️
and without saying anything, she drove towards mountains. After one hour, they came towards a big house, which was hidden from anyone to see
？？
aghh (groan and slowly come out)
seeing him guards and some man Come running towards him,
guard: boss we were looking for you
？？？
(come hurriedly) damn bro, l was looking for you (saw him bleeding)
？？
hmm, give this girl some money ❄️❄️
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
(Raised eyebrows looking at him) money?
She asked, voice sharp, fearless, dripping with attitude
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Do I look like the type to take charity from some guy who walks in covered in blood? I mean, really, what do you think this is? A game?
The man froze. For a long, heartbeat-stretching moment, his dark eyes locked on hers. No one. No one had ever talked to him like this. Not employees, not enemies, not allies. Always respect, fear, obedience—but never sass, never defiance.
？？？
who are you, how dare you talk to him like this ❄️
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Sweetheart, I speak how I want. I don’t bow, I don’t shake, and I sure as hell don’t crawl on my knees for anyone—least of all someone drenched in blood trying to act all scary.
The tension hung thick in, like the storm outside had followed them inside. The man’s dark gaze didn’t leave hers, but now there was a flicker of something more—a dangerous curiosity. He leaned slightly closer, voice low, dangerous, and just enough to cut through the murmurs around them
？？
Do you even know who I am women?
Cici tilted her head, water dripping from her hair, eyes sharp and smirking like she had all the answers—though in truth, she didn’t know his name yet. She let a beat pass, drawing it out, watching him. Then she shrugged casually, voice dripping with sass:
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Should I?
Guards stiffened. But she didn’t care. Her smirk widened, teeth just barely showing.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Because right now, you’re just some wet guy with a serious attitude problem telling me what to do. And last I checked… I don’t care about attitude problems.
He frowned, almost a twitch of frustration, but there was amusement in his eyes
he said finally, almost as if saying it aloud would make her bend.
Enzo DeLuca
I am Enzo DeLuca.
Cici’s eyes narrowed, then sparkled with fire. Her lips curled into a wicked, teasing smirk.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Enzo DeLuca,
She repeated, as if tasting the name for the first time
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Wow. That does sound fancy.
She leaned forward slightly, eyes locked on his, daring him.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
But I still don’t care. Blood on your shirt, guns, guards… still don’t scare me. So, mister fancy name, what exactly are you going to do about it?
？？？
boss should we just kill her
Enzo DeLuca
no Leo, let her go as she helped me
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
as you are sparing my life, l can also spare your life
Enzo DeLuca
(Raised eyebrows looking at her) means??
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
(Looked down at his body where blood was coming) that (pointed with fingers)
Enzo DeLuca
(smirk) oh really, then you have to come inside, aren't you scared going strangers house
Cici tilted her head, smirk unwavering, eyes glinting with challenge.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Scared?.....Honey, I’ve got bigger things to worry about than being scared of wet, bloody men. Now move over so I can see that cut before you faint on me.
For a heartbeat, Enzo’s smirk widened, both impressed and entertained. He had met fear in many forms, but never like this—never someone who didn’t flinch, didn’t beg, didn’t bow.
Cici stepped inside, heels splashing on the wet tile, rainwater dripping off her coat and hair. The moment she crossed the threshold, the guards and household staff froze. Eyes widened. Mouths almost fell open. Whispers raced through the guards:
“She just walked in like she owns the place!”
Even Enzo, still leaning against the doorway, watching her, felt the charge in the air. She wasn’t just audacious—she was a force. Wet, sharp, and utterly untouchable. Every step she took, every glance, every smirk, made it clear: this girl didn’t just survive the night… she owned it.
Enzo DeLuca
(sat on couch, leaning on it and looking at her)
Cici didn’t wait for permission. She grabbed a clean towel and some first-aid supplies she spotted on a side table, eyes still locked on Enzo. His dark smirk never left his face, but now there was an unmistakable flicker of curiosity—and maybe a hint of admiration.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Move over,
She commanded lightly, voice sharp and fearless
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
This cut isn’t going to fix itself. And if you think I’m scared of poking around in someone else’s blood, think again.
Enzo raised an eyebrow, leaning back, clearly entertained
Enzo DeLuca
Impressive, (murmured.)
Enzo DeLuca
Most people would have run screaming the second they saw me like this. Aren’t you afraid?
Cici’s smirk deepened. She dabbed at the blood, her movements precise, almost casual.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Afraid?
She said, tilting her head.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Honey, the only thing I’m afraid of is someone wasting my time. And I do like to be in control—even if it’s a bloody stranger with a fancy name.
The guards and household staff, who had been hovering silently, were utterly stunned. Some leaned in, jaws tight. Others whispered in disbelief:
“She’s… handling him?”
“Look at the way she talks to him… no fear at all.”
“Did anyone ever see him like this before?”
Every movement Cici made—quick, deliberate, unflinching—amplified the tension in the room. Enzo let her work, smirk never leaving his face, but his gaze lingered a moment too long on her wet hair, her confident posture, and the unshakable fire in her eyes.
Enzo DeLuca
You really are something else, (said finally, voice low, almost a growl. )
Enzo DeLuca
Not scared. Not polite. Not… normal. (whispered to himself)
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
finished, be careful with water not to get it wet, (stood up)
Enzo DeLuca
impressive(mumbeld)
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Oh, and one more thing,
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
If you really want to show appreciation, it would be… well, appreciated, if you called me by my name. My full name. Not ‘woman,’ not ‘girl,’ not anything like that. Got it?
Enzo blinked, taken aback for a split second by her audacity
Enzo DeLuca
Your… full name? ( repeated, voice low, almost incredulous.)
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Yes,
said, a teasing edge in her tone as she turned toward the door.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Cecilia Hernandez, remember it well (left)
With that, she strode out, boots splashing in the wet tile, leaving a roomful of stunned onlookers behind. Even Enzo remained frozen, staring after her, smirk lingering, but his dark eyes gleaming with undeniable intrigue.
Enzo DeLuca
Hernandez.......so it's you Devil's only precious princess ha (smirk)
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3 episode
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Hey sweeties 😚😚
Cici was driving back to home, when her phone buzzes.
She doesn’t even have to look at the screen — only one person calls this many times in a row.
She sighs, swipes to answer.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
📱 yes my queen
Cassandra Rodriguez/ Hernandez (fl mom)
📱 Where are you?!
She lowered her voice as if Daniel could hear her from the next room.
Cassandra Rodriguez/ Hernandez (fl mom)
📱 you know your dad, he is pacing like a caged tiger. You know how he gets.
From the background came Daniel’s voice — not shouting, but sharp
Daniel Hernandez (fl dad)
Is that her? Give me the phone.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Oh no, (muttered)
Daniel Hernandez (fl dad)
📱 moonlight
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
📱 yes dada
Daniel Hernandez (fl dad)
📱 It’s eleven thirty.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
📱 Wow, you can tell time dada
Daniel Hernandez (fl dad)
📱 Don’t test me, Where exactly are you?
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
📱 In the car, coming home
Daniel Hernandez (fl dad)
📱 With who?
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
📱 Myself,
Daniel Hernandez (fl dad)
📱 If I see one hair on your head out of place, we’re burning the city down.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
📱 dada You can’t just....
Daniel Hernandez (fl dad)
📱 I can. And I will.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
📱 oh God, my sweet dada l will be back home in 5 minutes okay (call ended)
The mansion gates loomed ahead, bathed in warm golden light.
Her driver slowed to a stop, and before the car had even fully rolled in, she spotted him — Daniel — standing there like a stone sentinel, arms folded, jaw locked tight
Cici slid her phone into her bag, pretending she didn’t see the way his eyes scanned her from head to toe like he was checking for injuries.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
Relax, Dada (said, stepping out.)
Daniel Hernandez (fl dad)
Don’t joke about that.
His voice was low, but the steel in it could cut glass.
She walked past him with a careless little smile
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
You’re welcome for not making the evening news.
He fell into step beside her
Daniel Hernandez (fl dad)
And you’re welcome for the twenty phone calls I didn’t make to your friends, the police, and possibly the military.
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
(turned at kissed his cheek) my overprotectiv dada
She bit back a laugh — mostly because she knew he would do it.
Her humor faltered when she caught it.
A car. Parked just outside the gates. Engine still running.
The silhouette in the driver’s seat leaned back, unbothered, like he owned the night. The faint glow of a cigarette tip burned in the dark before flicking away.
He didn’t move. Didn’t speak. But she felt the weight of his gaze through the tinted glass.
Daniel Hernandez (fl dad)
(was about to turn behind)
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
(immediately looked at Daniel) dada you must be tired, go sleep it's late, momma must be also waiting for you l will also go sleep
Daniel Hernandez (fl dad)
(sigh) okay, sleep well my princess (kissed her forehead and left)
Cecilia Hernandez (Fl)
(Smiled looking at Daniel leaving)
When she turned back, the car was already pulling away — slow, smooth, deliberate.
Not leaving. Just… retreating.
And she knew.
He was still watching.
He always was.
CECILIA HERNANDEZ (FL)
AGE: 21
PERSONALITY: sweet and savage when she needs to be,
LIKE: her FAMILY, friends, and chocolate
hate: gold digger, b!tch, sl*t l,
she is Dada’s moonlight, mommy's little bird, brothers little star, and someone's little sin.
She has her dad’s commanding presence, her mom’s doll-like beauty, and a mind that’s both sharp and mischievous.
She despises Dario… yet can’t resist the fire she feels whenever he’s near, whenever his touch teases her boundaries.
She’s a storm wrapped in charm — impossible to resist, impossible to tame.
DARIO MORETTI (ML)
AGE: 26
PERSONALITY: DOMINANT, COLD. Merciless,
like: family and friends
hates: everyone and everything except family, friends, and someone who owns his heart and soul
He commands his own empire, a secret mafia network known only to a few, and is the richest man in the city — feared, envied, untouchable. His presence alone can shift power, ignite chaos, and bend the world to his will.
More dangerous and ruthless than even the Devil himself.
Nicknames whispered in fear, and awe hinted at his dominance
“The Shadow King”
With Dario, desire and danger are inseparable — especially when it comes to the girl who drives him insane.
ENZO DELUCA
AGE: 24
PERSONALITY: cunning as he is ruthless — a man who will do whatever it takes to gain power, respect,
LIKE: guns, women's and blood
Hates: everyone, especially Dario,
Possibly the only man who could rival Dario Moretti
Sharp-minded, confident, and relentless.
Nicknamed “The Viper”
Enzo is temptation and danger wrapped in a smirk, a storm waiting to clash with Dario and ignite chaos.
Other characters introducing will be slowly in other episodes, but l won't make old characters introduce, so everyone who haven't read sezon 1, please first read " YOU BELONG TO THIS DEVIL", 😚❤️
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