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Penulis: HisTreasure
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Cassandra.

No response.

I couldn’t quite see his face properly in the dark, but I was certain it’s him.

I crossed my hands on my chest. “How did you get in?” I asked.

Silence.

He didn’t even flinch. If not for the light emanating from the windows, I would have thought I was speaking to a ghost, but I wasn't.

Marco was seated on that leather chair, his legs crossed and eyes fixated solely on me. And it made me feel so uneasy.

I exhaled softly. “So we are keeping mute now?” I voiced out, and knowing I wouldn’t get a response, I continued, “You come into my room sitting like the creep you are and watching me? I’m certain I locked that door! So how did you get in? Or perhaps you snuck in through the window like a thief?”

He scoffed…loudly. “You seem to have forgotten this is my house,” he finally spoke, his voice deep and rough.

“And so that gives you the right to enter my room even when it was locked?”

“You answered the question yourself.” He replied, his
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  • Bought For His Son; Pleasured By The Don   024

    Marco. There she was again. Cassandra. The bitch that had me riled up all night—draped in a slick nightgown that clung to her body, exposing every curve in layers. I didn’t say a word. I just leaned back on my chair, folding my arms as I kept my gaze fixated on her. She looked like a mess, her hair disheveled, her lips swollen, and anger clearly written on her face, and it made me wonder if she had run straight from her bed… or if she was sleepwalking by this time. “I asked a question, Marco.” She spoke again, her voice louder, “Where were you last night?” A part of me wanted to strode to where she stood, bend her over the wall, and spank her until she came to the realization that she had no right to question me, but instead, “Get out,”I replied flatly, before shifting my attention back to the papers on my desk. I had less than minutes to finish off. “I’m not leaving Marco,” she voiced out, her voice firm as she stepped closer. “You’ll have to tell me how

  • Bought For His Son; Pleasured By The Don   023

    Cassandra. No response. I couldn’t quite see his face properly in the dark, but I was certain it’s him. I crossed my hands on my chest. “How did you get in?” I asked. Silence. He didn’t even flinch. If not for the light emanating from the windows, I would have thought I was speaking to a ghost, but I wasn't. Marco was seated on that leather chair, his legs crossed and eyes fixated solely on me. And it made me feel so uneasy. I exhaled softly. “So we are keeping mute now?” I voiced out, and knowing I wouldn’t get a response, I continued, “You come into my room sitting like the creep you are and watching me? I’m certain I locked that door! So how did you get in? Or perhaps you snuck in through the window like a thief?” He scoffed…loudly. “You seem to have forgotten this is my house,” he finally spoke, his voice deep and rough. “And so that gives you the right to enter my room even when it was locked?” “You answered the question yourself.” He replied, his

  • Bought For His Son; Pleasured By The Don   022

    Cassandra The gun slipped from my trembling hands as the echo of the gunshot rang out loud. But it wasn’t mine. My head snapped towards the direction, and that was when I saw him—Nathan. He stood meters away, stretching his gun in our direction. His expression was unreadable as he strode towards us. “Of all days for you all to act your drama, it had to be the day I’m home,” He muttered, like he hadn’t just fired a bullet. I swallowed hard. My beating chest finally calming down, even though I knew the night was just beginning. My gaze flickered to Marco, who was oddly quiet, and he was staring intently at Anna, who still had tears in her eyes. I quickly crouched down to where she knelt, ignoring Marco’s burning gaze. “I’m retiring to bed…” Nathan spoke up, but I didn’t care. My full attention was on Anna. “With my fiancée.” My head snapped as I turned to look at him. Financee? “Excuse me?” “You heard me, but I might as well repeat myself,” he said, hi

  • Bought For His Son; Pleasured By The Don   021

    Cassandra “I took it…she’s innocent.” Anna said, her voice shaking, “I’m sorry. I needed the money desperately for my mother’s surgery and… Sergio promised to clear the bills.” She cried out. Her words broke something in me. I blinked hard, trying to hold the tears welling in my eyes. My gaze flickered to Marco, he wasn’t moved. No form of empathy. He had a dangerous glare on his face as he pointed the gun to her. “I’ll ask once.” He began, his voice cold and laced with venom. “I don’t expect any stuttering, or explanation. Just an answer. Where are the goods?!” Silence. Anna's eyes darted to me, tears flowing from her cheeks, and then back to Marco. “It’s in my room. My suitcase.” She whispered. Marco turned to the guards standing in front of my room, “Go check and bring it to me, now!” He ordered and they hurried off. His attention shifted back to Anna. “You know what happens to traitors, don’t you?” She nodded. “I’m so sorry, master, my mother was in a state

  • Bought For His Son; Pleasured By The Don   020

    Cassandra. An hour ago. I felt hot inside. Like the temperature had incredibly increased. That almost kiss with Marco had messed so much with my head. It made me realize how long I had stayed without getting laid. I reached my room, slamming it with a loud bang, my breathing ragged as images of Marco filled my head. It was as if he were occupying every space in my head, and I hated it. Hated that I felt this way. I recalled when I had caught him that day, fucking Devika on his office table. The size of his thick cock. The way he was riding into her without mercy. My thigs clenched, I was needy. With a frustrated sigh, I collapsed on my bed. The feeling of our lips almost touching lingered, it made me wonder how it would feel to kiss him. My hands reached out underneath my skirt unintentionally, trailing towards my throbbing p****. I just needed to release this tension. That was the excuse I told myself as I slid a finger into my already soaked core. I bit

  • Bought For His Son; Pleasured By The Don   019

    Marco I couldn’t understand what I was feeling and I fucking hated it. That woman had intoxicated my mind, poisoned my thoughts. Because why would I have tried to kiss her? No, I didn't try to kiss her. I just wanted her mouth shut. She always had something to say, and I was only trying to keep her quiet. That’s what happened. Nothing more. But no matter how hard I tried convincing myself, the image of Cassandra pressed against my desk haunted me. Her lips parted, her nipples hard and begging. And when she and said it, “Bend and fuck me?” I had wanted to. Desperately. I wanted to bury myself so deep inside her until she couldn’t fathom a word. To fuck her until she screamed my name—until she knew exactly who was in control. “Master?” My jaw tightened as Mariam’s sickly voice broke me away from my reverie. “You have been silent. Is something wrong?” Marian added much to my annoyance. I returned to my chair and sat down. “Is the girl giving you trouble?”

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