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Breathe Me, Bratva King 41
EstinaI opened the door as quietly as I could and entered. A maid was still seated there in a chair, watching over her. Smirking at the maid dozing, her head hanging to the side as she, too, couldn't manage to be awake in the middle of the night, I approached Masha.Her bruises would fade. The cuts on her skin would heal without much scarring. But the damage was inside. She was traumatized by her capture. She was heartbroken and lost without a family to support her.But it's not my fight.I was taxed enough with fighting to survive in the aftermath of ever crossing paths with her father.Prioritizing her care couldn't be my mission. I cared. I wanted to be here to see her smile and reconcile with Anatoli and Gunsyn and everyone in this building. I just couldn't do so without sacrificing my life and my happiness.It's not my place.Reaching over to tuck her loose hair back off her face, I sighed and tried to wall off the emotions that watching her gave me. Already, I was compromised.
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EstinaA deep, stabbing ache in my shoulder blade jarred me from sleep. Wincing as I came to, I tried to lift myself off the floor. I'd passed out after Anatoli came in me, his dick twitching as he filled me with his cum. That was twice now that he'd left me unconscious, fucking me until I passed out."Ow..." I whispered it in a low groan as I turned my head to see if he was gone.The bedroom was empty, as I suspected it would be."Of course he isn't here," I muttered to myself before hissing again at the pain.Falling asleep on the flat floor wasn't the most comfortable position. Lying with my arms up, the way they'd fallen after I collapsed like a filthy, wanton whore on my hands and knees for that bossy criminal, wasn't an ideal way to relax.I hadn't intended to pass out, though. I hadn't intended to cave to him and this stupid desire he stoked in me, either."Of course, he's not here," I muttered again, pissed at myself at the fact that I had been betrayed again.Not by him. Nope
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AnatoliShe leaned back against me, delirious. I took her hands in mine, wrapping my fingers around her slim wrists as I lined my dick up to pierce into her. With one hard thrust, I pushed all the way in. I dragged my dick over her pussy walls, so slick and tight. I yanked her hands down against her stomach, as if I could use her own arms as a way to brace her in front of me.On our knees, with my cock lodged deep inside of her, she cried out. Flinging forward, she nearly fell to the carpet. If I didn't have a hold on her hands, almost hugging her back to my chest, she wouldn't have stayed up."You want me to fuck you, Estina."She shook her head. "No. I want—"I pulled out as I shoved her forward. Once she was on her hands and knees, I leaned over and drove into her again.Her sweet moans filled the air."You want this," I told her, gritting my teeth through the pressure to come.She thrust her ass up toward me, rocking back to get all the friction she could.Holding on to her hips,
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Anatoli"No." Estina turned from me, shifting her head lower to avoid my kiss.I didn't wait to follow her. Before, I thought it would make the most sense to give her space. Now, I realized that was my mistake."I can't..."I gritted my teeth, annoyed that she'd try that line again with me."Can't, or won't?" I growled as I reached for her. Snagging her upper arm, I forced her to face me again. As she spun, she crashed into me. Her hands rose up, planted on my chest. Her breasts smashed between us as I gathered her in a tight hug. With the lift of her sudden inhale, surprise clear in her bright eyes, she parted her lips.I didn't wait. I couldn't. Feeling her warm and supple as she gasped at my mouth covering hers undid the panic, fury, and worry that I'd struggled with since she'd dared to take off. Every second of her being gone was agony, and I was impatient to find my way back to her.Her protest was muffled as I sealed my lips to hers. Or maybe she was trying to reply to the hars
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EstinaOf all things Anatoli could've said to me, that stung the most.What was I thinking?I hadn't been.Living in his house and witnessing the brutality of his world pushed me to survival. Not thinking, not being smart about this. I left earlier with no other goal than to escape. Getting the hell out of there was my motive.The car pulled up to the entrance of his building again, though, and it relieved me and depressed me at the same time.I was back. It was like I'd never even left, the time had passed so quickly. My attempt at leaving him had failed, and I was right back where I'd started.This time, as I was guided out of the backseat, I had to carry a lot more baggage with me.Fearsome nightmares replayed in my mind. I'd only been away for hours, but too many atrocities and gruesome images had come to me during them.Being smacked around by the cop when I refused to treat those criminals. Then being taunted and teased, warned of how they'd rape me and share me like a shiny new
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AnatoliI didn't have to ask who.Pushing to stand, I sought my nephew's face for more clues. "Gone? How? How the fuck is she gone?" I didn't hear any alarms. If anyone dared to trespass, this entire building would've been locked down.She left. That was the only other answer.I gripped the front of the guard's jacket, furious. "How the fuck did anyone let her go?""She lied," he answered. "She said she was hurrying to get supplies for Masha."The urge to roar my frustration remained bottled up inside me. Red-hot anger consumed me, making my heart race again."Before I could check, she ran off. We gave chase but lost her," the guard said."He raised the alarm, though, and I was in the control room to see where she ran," Sergei said. "I ordered one of the men who are undercover near the hospital to look out for her." He indicated for me to follow him, and I did."She went to the hospital?" I scowled. "But she didn't need any fucking supplies." I had all we needed here. Except her."It
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EstinaThe asshole only smiled, not making eye contact, and resumed eating. Once we were finished with the awkward—albeit delicious—gourmet meal, Anatoli arranged for me to contact the hospital that I was leaving on my tentatively pre-arranged sabbatical.It felt like a crime, too gregarious of a l
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Estina"This way, please," the butler said, gesturing for me to follow him up the staircase.I frowned in the direction of where Anatoli had walked away, leaving me to follow his orders, nothing else said.Dragging my withering glare from the way he'd gone, I cast a look at the guards at the door.
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AnatoliInstead of bringing Estina to the backseat of the car waiting nearby, I strode toward the driver’s door.The driver exited, as did the other soldier who rode in the front.One tip of my head toward the dead Giovanni assassin was all they needed for instruction. They were both here to back m
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AnatoliIf I weren't watching her so closely, I would've missed that tiny reaction of shock. How she just barely glanced down with a coy smirk."I'm not here to excite you."Now she did it.She lost her tight grip of professionalism and actually lowered her gaze toward my lap. Witnessing the spread
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