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16. History
Caterina
Viktor removes a set of keys from his jeans pocket and unlocks the massive oak doors. When we entered, I was seriously expecting a cloud of dust to assault my nose, but there was none. The place was impeccably kept as if it was waiting for its masters to return.
The decor showed class and elegance, with every piece of art and furniture painstakingly chosen to compliment the other. I look around in awe; this mansion is magnificent.
“Like what you see?” Viktor asks as he joins me in the living room.
I nod. “It’s… wow,” Is all I could get out, and he chuckles as he walks further into the room. He comes to a stop in front of an intricate fireplace and looks up; this is when I notice the colossal family portrait above it.
There were two adults with five young boys; the man was large and imposing, jet back shoulder-length hair and fierce dark brown eyes; three of the boys matched his appearance.
The woman was beauti
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Bratva Wolves Collection 18. Gibbous
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Bratva Wolves Collection 19. Taste
Caterina I’ve been lying on this bed for the last hour and a half, mortified to death about my behaviour last night. My throat hurts from screaming so much, and my legs still feel shaky. Kai is still fast asleep behind me, his morning erection digging into my lower back. Oh, my gosh, how am I going to face him? He made me sit on his face and ride his mouth, pleasured me from the back, with both his fingers and tongue all while I begged for it! What the hell, three more days of this? I need to be chained up! His arm tightens around me, and I hear him groan as he snuggles into my neck. “Caterina,” he whispers my name, and it sends a shiver down my spine. “Good morning,” I answer in a small voice, my face burning in embarrassment, and I hear him chuckle. “What is this anxiety I smell? Are you remembering what I did to you last night?” he asks, gripping me tightly and grinding against my back. “Are
Bratva Wolves Collection 20. Gifts
Caterina It is only when Kai finally leaves that I am able to breathe properly. The last few hours with him have been filled with lust and need; I can’t breathe when I am around him. When he’s near, I have the filthiest thoughts, and he makes me want to act on them. Like when I sucked him off in the shower; how the hell! I would never have done that, but he makes me want every part of him. Damnit, the full moon needs to hurry up; I cannot sit with this need for another month! Taking a deep breath, I grabbed my handbag and was about to head downstairs when I noticed how heavy it felt. Frowning, then suddenly my eyes widen as I remember the hidden journals I had found! I could have been reading them all this time, but instead, I got hot and heavy with Kai last night. Gosh. Hiding them in my walk-in, I head out of the door to meet whoever my babysitter for the day would be. Thank God, it’s Viktor! He sees me approach and
Bratva Wolves Collection 21. Watching
Kai I’m trying to contain my anger right now, but I feel that resolve slipping as well. “Where the fuck were you? I thought I told you four not to let them out of your sight, now this?” I exclaim, pointing to the three hearts and severed heads taking up residence on my desk. Three more girls murdered, three more failures settling deep into my bones. “Boss, we literally followed them everywhere right up to the doorstep of their apartments and only allowed them inside after we did a sweep of the place, inside and out. We took turns watching the apartment and gave them space as you asked. But it was only when we went to collect them for work when we noticed they were missing and called you immediately.” One of my enforcers, Lee, spoke up. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I let out a frustrated sigh and dismissed them with the wave of my hand. I look at the ‘gifts’ left on my desk and grit my teeth in frustration. “How does
Bratva Wolves Collection 22. Journals
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Bratva Wolves Collection 24. Failed
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