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Affair With My my Ex's Billionaire Father
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#Age gap #taboo #Erotica #Smut #love triangle #boyxgirl #BDSM #dominant #possessive #submissive #poortorich #billionaire #mafia WARNING!!! (THIS BOOK IS A DARK ROMANCE WITH BDSM, SLUT-SHAMING, ROUGH AND PAINFUL SCENES, AND MORALLY AMBIGOUS THEMES THAT MOST REFER TO AS DUBIOUS CONSENT. IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH ANY OF THESE THINGS THEN READ AT YOUR OWN RISK) Milo was the most dangerous mobster in Russia and I was his slave, his sex toy, and his property. He was one step closer from branding me as his. He killed anyone who got close to me or touched me in any way. He showered me with luxury and gifts that I would have never afforded myself. I didn’t care that he had many enemies who would use me to get to him. He was everything I could have dreamt of and more. The only problem was, I was 19 yrs his junior and I was his son’s ex-girlfriend. I found myself caught between father and son. Was blood really thicker than love? My name is Emilie and this is how Milomir Petrov ruined my life.
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Affair With My my Ex's Billionaire Father Blood in the water
Blood in the WaterWord traveled faster than bullets.Milo had stepped back. Not in whispers, not in back-alley murmurs. No, this was announced in the language criminals respected most: silence followed by blood.The first to test me was the Andalusian crew. They intercepted a Bratva shipment at the coastal docks,six men masked in black, loaded with guns, and just dumb enough to think I was Milo-light.The second was subtler. A whisper bounty. My photo, printed and folded into a red envelope, was passed around in gambling dens and underground rings. It carried no price. That was the insult,as if I wasn’t worth a number.I stayed still. I let the fire come.Because queens don’t chase chaos. They weaponize it.I stood at the window of the meeting room, watching the city breathe beneath me. Somewhere below, an apartment had gone up in flames."You don’t test a queen with fire," I said to no one in particular. "You drown her enemies in it."My orders were quiet. Precise. I didn’t scream.
Última actualización : 2025-08-25Affair With My my Ex's Billionaire Father reeked
The dining hall reeked of fear.The body was gone,cleared away like an afterthought. But the ghosts lingered. Wine glasses stood half-full. Chairs shoved back in panic. Silverware scattered like dropped confessions. The chandelier still sparkled above it all, indifferent and glittering.I walked barefoot.No heels. No need.My gown whispered across the marble as I moved between abandoned seats, a goblet in hand, the rim kissed with wine and something darker. My shadow stretched long across the floor, cutting through candlelight like a blade.The chandelier’s gold arms trembled above me. Still lit. Still proud. Like it hadn’t just watched a man die.The wine in my glass swirled like blood, catching the low light, still warm from the touch of fear and heat of deceit. A thin ribbon of it dripped down my knuckle, over the ring Milo had given me months ago, before I earned it.Milo stood in the shadows, back against
Última actualización : 2025-08-16Affair With My my Ex's Billionaire Father Iron
The room smelled like smoke, iron, and something older,blood maybe, or betrayal.Milo leaned against the edge of his desk, one arm bandaged, the other curled around a glass of bourbon he hadn’t touched. His suit was still stained at the collar. His eye was split. But his presence? Unshaken.“You should be in a hospital,” I said, not out of concern. Just observation.He smiled. Not soft. Sharp.“So should the three men I killed. But they’re not breathing anymore.”I closed the door behind me, slow, deliberate. My heels clicked like a countdown.“Why am I here?”He set the glass down. Didn’t sip. Just looked at me like I already knew the answer.“It’s time,” he said. “I want you beside me. Officially. Publicly.”“I’ve always been beside you.”“Not like this.”He tossed a small velvet box across the desk. I didn’t flinch. Caught it. Opened it. into it like a crest: a r
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I gripped the edge of the chair beside me and said the only thing I could. My voice wasn’t a whisper, but it wasn’t strong either. It hung in the air like breath before a scream. “You found me.” Milo didn’t smile. Didn’t blink. He took two steps in, slow and steady, the way you approach a ghost you still love. “You wanted to be found,” he said, voice low. “Even if you don’t want to admit it. Even if part of you still thinks you can outrun the ending.” I stared at him, chest tight. “Wanting to be found isn’t the same as being ready to be seen,” I said. And the silence that followed felt like it cut deeper than anything we’d said in months. I took a step forward. It hurt. Everything hurt,my legs, my back, my pride. But I stood tall anyway, like the ache was just part of the costume. “He was all I had left,” I said. The words felt scraped out of me. “Everyt
Última actualización : 2025-08-15
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