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Josephine âIâll drop you off at your place tonight, Kratoska.â Sasha murmurs. My brows furrow into a frown, watching as he opens the passengerâs door for me to slip through. Deep down, I had hoped weâd spent more time together at his place. I tried not to look so disappointed as he rounds the car, slipping through the driverâs seat. âI thought weâd spend more time together?â His eyes snaps to mine and my cheeks warm slightly. âSomething urgent came up,â he says, his voice gentler now, with a sharp edge of command. âI wouldnât leave you if I had a choice.â I nod, biting the inside of my cheek, refusing to let the disappointment show. The ride is quiet, the air thick but comfortable. His hand remains clenched on the wheel, his jaw tight. I steal glances at him and remembered our little session in the bathroom. I squeezed my thighs, swallowing thickly. The car rolls into a slow stop as he parks right across the street from my apartment. He steps out first while I pat
*SMUT CHAPTER!*Sasha This woman was going to drive me insane. âYouâre not wearing any panties.â I rasp, trembling to control the wild hunger that burned in my veins. Josephine letâs out a sharp gasp, morphing into a soft moan as my hand slithers down from her plush ass to press on her very bare and sobbing cunt. Fuck.... My cock twitched, straining in my slacks to be set free and used. I had promised myself to behave tonight and not lose control around Josephine, but seeing her in this dress was already too much of temptation. She inhales sharply. âT-the dress is thin, I didnât...Hngh!...I didnât want the outline of panties to show. So she has been prancing around, totally naked beneath this thin dress that looked like it was hanging on by a thread. My jaws clench, sliding my fingers through her moist slit. âUnghh..Sasha...â Her legs trembled, and she clutched onto my shoulder as I dipped my head to llitter hickeys on her neck. My cock twitched as she began rockin
Josephine Katya glided through the crowd with focused eyes on Sasha while he averts his gaze, picking up two glasses of champagne to hand me one. I swallowed, mumbling a small âthank you.â âJosephine.â The sickly sweet voice of Katya called out. Taking a deep breath, I smiled stiffly. âKatya, wow, what a surprise to see you.â She giggles, running her hand through her now dirty blonde hair. âItâs also a surprise to see you too." Her eyes drift to Sasha. âEspecially with someone I know..â she giggles. Sasha clenched his jaw, snapping his hard gaze to Katya. A gaze that doesnât hide the evident annoyance on his face. âKatya.â He regards. I watch as her eyes brighten. âYou two know each other?â Katya nods, smirking slightly. âWe go way back....you could say we were each otherâs first love.â My eyes widened a bit, heart thundering from this new information that I wouldnât have guessed in my wildest dreams.... Katya gasps, placing her hand over her mouth with wide car
Josephine My computer screen glared at me, too bright from the dim lighting of my room . Fingers hovered over the mouse, frozen mid-air, while contemplating if I should click the folder open. Taking a deep breath to calm my racing heart, I click open. My eyes scan through the rows of random files and folders, swallowing thickly. I clicked on the first document. PATIENT: Adrian Chevalier DIAGNOSIS: Chronic kidney failure- End stage CAUSES: Long-term hypertension RECOMMENDED TREATMENT: Immediate kidney transplant BLOOD TYPE: AB+ Match found at Saint Petersonâs Memorial Hospital, storage unit RA-4. Male in his early twenties, blood type AB+, brain dead on life support. I could hear my pulse thumping in my head. What the hell was all this?.... How is it possible that there was currently a body in the abandoned storage rooms of the hospital? My heart slammed into my chest by the severity of such responsibility. This poor man wasnât a donor. He was technically alive
Josephine I swallowed thickly, voice coming out in a shaky whisper. âWhy....why are you telling me this?â Louis soulless blue eyes doesnât waver, he leans down closer until he was just a breath away, suffocating the air around us. âBecause the death of my men, canât fucking happen again...â He spoke smoothly. âIâve lost enough these past few weeks....â My brows furrowed, fist clenching the sides of my scrub pants in fear. âW-what do you mean?â His lips curl into a sickening smirk that made chills run down my spine. âAs of tonight, youâre not only working for my father, but now the whole fucking mafia.â Ice filled my veins, my breath hitching. âWhat?â He frowns, annoyance clear on his face. âWhat donât you understand, chĂ©rie?â he spat. I took a few steps back, shaking my head. My heart thundering from the sheer confidence on his sick face. â You canât just expect me to agree to that.â His face morphs from confused annoyance to an incredulous look, bursting out a goo
Josephine âWell, look whoâs back from God knows where....â Katyaâs voice rung through the darkness. I snickered, turning on the lights in the living room to see Katya sitting on the couch with arms crossed. My brows furrow slightly, taking in her form because there was something seemingly different about her. âI got caught up by the storm last night, so I didnât make it back home.â I explain, plopping down on the couch next to her. Her blue green eyes regard me, and she smirks. âWhere you caught up by a storm or a man?â My eyes widen, and cheeks flushing red. âWhy do you say that?â âJo, itâs obvious that your hoodie belongs to a man, a large man at that....â her voice trails off. I cover my face with my palms, embarrassment settling in. âDonât start, please....â She chuckles, scooting closer to the edge of the couch. âTell me, is he your boyfriend or just a passing fling.â Her eyes locking me down to pry more. An unsettling feeling churns in my belly from her intense