Novels by aphroditebclaudia

Two weeks ago, Elena received a private message from Dimitri after the party, and although she didn't trust the asshole who had spiked her drink, She had no option but to choose him as an ally. After all, he was the Volkov group's biggest rival and had a long history of enmity with the family for some reason. Then, she had believed it was the best decision she could have made, but two weeks with Mikhail and she started to second guess her decision. Which was why she had sent Dimitri another message the previous week, asking him to halt with the plan. But now...Mikhail Volkov, the man she had spent countless nights in his arms, looked...confused. Betrayed?Her heart sank as a thousand emotions plunged into her heart, each pulling up a bolt of ache that slammed into her chest. "Leave us." Mikhail finally broke the silence, his tone aloof, his expression difficult to read. "But sir, the launch starts in an hour's time and..." One of the IT guys started to say, but the boss lifted

"The number you are calling is not available, please leave a message..." Fuck. Elena punched the red button, cold sweat breaking out in her body as she dialed again. And again, until she gave up in frustration and threw her phone back to her purse. That fucking sleazy old man had promised not to use the information without her permission, but it looked like he was going back on his promise. What if he leaked Mikhail's personal information to the press or even worse... The door of the limo where Elena sat at the edge opened, and Mikhail slid in beside her, looking and smelling like a million bucks in that all-black Armani suit. As soon as he turned to her, her heart started to pound fast. Guilt? Hunger? Want? She felt all of it. But most especially, fear. Elena was falling for the devil who had destroyed her again, and this time, despite all he had done to her, she still felt afraid that he would discover the length she had gone to get her revenge. What would be hi

Two Weeks Later"Mmm, best fucking sauce. Wanna have you sit on my mouth all day, Lena." Something had changed between them. But that didn't make the sex any less spontaneous, rough.After Elena spent her climax, shuddering in pleasure, Mikhail put her on her knees and pounded into her pussy until she came again, this time, right with him. But then she spent the next thirty minutes in his arms, his muscular body spooning hers, his palm tracing a scar on her shoulder. "How did you get this?" His tone was laced with concern, beneath that deep husky voice. It had been like this for the past two weeks; him constantly asking questions about each mole and curve on her body. Elena was afraid of how much she was becoming addicted to it. But as always, she felt drunk in the feeling of his body against hers, and parted her lips,"It was two years ago, when I was helping Mr Boris... Your father. His laptop screen broke after a fall, and some fell on my body, piercing my skin." Mikhail w

The bedroom was dark, save for the indigo lights from the nightstand lamp, and the rays of the sun that streamed through the window. Soft music played through the speakers as Mikhail placed her in bed, his pupils dark and hungry. "I want you so much, Lena." As he pulled off his shirt to reveal those hot tattoos and ripped muscles, Elena stared, her throat dry, her pupils dilated.He was so damn hot.That tanned skin adorned with colorful ink? Those chiseled jaws, aristocratic nose and toned body? Fucking sexy. But it wasn't just his body that did her in at that moment. Elena's fingers lifted of their own volition and ran through his inked arms, resting on the new tattoos he had on his palms, some coordinate of some sort. He didn't have those years ago, and she was curious. "What do they mean?" Her voice was a soft whisper, soothing the effect of fire that her palm had on his skin.As she spoke, her fingers traced the new ink on his stomach as well, and he spasmed, sucking a s

How did one go from the worst day to having the best day of her life?Scratch that. The real question was, how did she move from not being able to stand Mikhail, to being filled with happiness because of him?"Arghhh! it's so high! I think I'm gonna fall!" Well, she sure was excited, but Elena was also one minute away from calling it quits in the sky and fleeing. The scenic view of the blue lake and the noon sun was totally worth it, but it was scary to fly through the air with the earth beneath them. She wasn't flying per se, but she was attached to Mikhail in the tandem paraglider, and she felt like she was the one doing the flying. "Relax, Lena, you are not gonna fall; I'm a certified tandem pilot." That deep voice managed to make her shudder despite the harsh gust of the wind. Then he slipped one of his palms over her stomach, pulling her closer to himself,"Relax, Lena."And just like that, Elena melted into him, her heart pounding for a different reason. They flew past m

For years, he had dreamt of having her on her knees, shattering her heart the same way she had treated him. And yet, nothing would have prepared Mikhail Volkov for the sight of Elena in tears. In a few words,It crushed what was left of his empty heart. She looked so much smaller, those beautiful crystal pupils shiny and filled with fury and agony, her lips trembling in frustration,"Are...are you even human? I'm not a fucking toy you can play with, and that's a person in a coma, not some pawn in your chess!"Her voice cracked as she spoke, her sobs shattering, breaking down his walls. The cold ice of anger he had felt before melted, and he took a step forward, swallowing hard."Lena..."But she clenched her tiny palm into a fist, punching his chest, "Do...don't fucking touch me. Do...haven't you broken me enough? When are you gonna be satisfied?" Her choked sobs pierced into his chest, and he felt a lump gather in his throat, thick and heavy to swallow. The tears that poured fr