LOGIN"You are mine. And no one can own you except me," Dimitri commanded, his voice cold as ice. "I am not your property," Natasha shot back, her eyes burning with defiance. "You have no right to own me." But in the dark underworld of the mafia, rights don't exist. Only power. Dimitri Volkov is a ruthless Mafia billionaire who controls everything- his empire, his enemies, and now her. When he takes Natasha captive after a violent warehouse massacre, he expects her to break like everyone else. She refuses. She fights. She challenges him in ways that ignite an obsession he can't control. Natasha is trapped in a golden cage, caught between two impossible choices. She came to his world for a reason- to access secrets that could destroy him completely. But as Dimitri's possessive love deepens and his obsession consumes them both, staying becomes harder. Leaving becomes impossible. Some prisons are built with steel. Others are built with desire. In the end, love might be the most dangerous cage of all.
View MoreThe car rolled through the gates of the Federal Blue House and stopped.Dimitri stepped out and the morning air hit him immediately. The building rose ahead of him the same way it had the last time he stood in front of it. Official. Imposing. The kind of architecture designed to make people feel small before they even reached the door.He was not small.Alexei came around from the other side of the car and fell into step beside him."I am going in alone," Dimitri said without looking at him. "I want everyone positioned and alert. Nobody moves without my instruction.""Yes sir."He walked toward the entrance.Armed men were positioned at every visible point. Different corners, different angles, all of them in uniform and all of them watching the approach with the trained attention of people whose entire job was identifying threats before they became problems. Two of them stepped forward as he reached the main entrance, their bodies filling the space between him and the door."Sir." The
Dimitri stood in front of the mirror and tied his tie.His hands moved through the familiar motions automatically while his eyes stared at something that had nothing to do with his reflection. Something sitting behind his eyes that had been there since last night when he picked up his phone in the dark and read what was on the screen and went completely still under Natasha's sleeping weight against his chest.He pulled the tie until it sat straight."Prepare the men," he said into the phone. Alexei had been mid-sentence about the company hall villa repairs and stopped the moment Dimitri spoke. "We might need to move somewhere today. Have everyone on standby.""Yes sir.""And the driver. I will be down in a few minutes." He looked at his collar and straightened it. "I am meeting with Marcus Grey this morning.""Understood sir. Should I…"His phone buzzed against his ear. He pulled it back and checked the screen.Detective Lee."I will call you back," he said to Alexei and switched over
She watched him stroke himself.Her throat went dry immediately. He held her eyes the entire time, his hand moving slowly, deliberately, like he had all the time in the world and was absolutely certain she was not going anywhere.Her pussy would not stop drooling at the sight.He smiled. That smirk that knew exactly what it was doing and had zero apology about it.She tried to sit up, impatience winning over everything else, and he pressed her back down with one flat hand on her chest. Effortless. Certain."Dimitri," she moaned."You are in such a haste," he said, his grin widening. His hand moved slower. Deliberately slower. He groaned at his own touch, his eyes still on hers.Then he said it."Suck me."Not a request. A command. Low and rough and direct.She was completely under his spell, driven by the heat building between her legs, driven by the sight of him standing there looking at her like that. She raised herself and positioned herself on her knees, her back arched, her hips
"What do you mean it is about me," Natasha said.Her voice came out smaller than she intended. She was sitting on the edge of the bed now without remembering standing up and moving there, her free hand pressing flat against the duvet like she needed something solid under her palm."The file was always supposed to be accessed by you," Chloe said. "Not found by someone else. Not stolen. Accessed. By you specifically." A pause. "It has been existing for fifteen years. Dimitri believes he destroyed it. He burnt what he thought was the real file fifteen years ago. But he never burnt the actual one.""Why," Natasha said. "Why me. Why is it connected to me specifically.""Because of what it contains," Chloe said. "It has secrets in it. The kind that can bring Dimitri down completely. His operations, his history, things that go back further than his empire, things connected to the project and the people behind it." She paused. "The file was given a specific access condition. Only one person c
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