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DEFINITELY HIS II
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DIRTY DESIRES HER END
1 WEEK LATER...One week has passed since the maiden left the Brethren City after Klauss sends her abroad. All the scandal and rumors about her involvement in the murder case are completely over and her sudden resignation left her fans from all over the world shocked and wondering. During her absence, Yelena has been seeking the maiden for two weeks. She couldn't find traces of Sumire anywhere in the city. "That fucking bitch!" Bared teeth, Yelena clenches her hand on the table in fury. She didn't think Victoria would confess what she knew in public. She even cleared Sumire's name. Yelena thought Mort would kill her right away but she was wrong. But what made her fume mad, Sumire resigned from the entertainment industry and left the country.She could have killed Sumire since she had a spy inside the Massoullèves' domain. Yelena even sent a pilot to assassinate the maiden inside when she boarded the plane but the pilot's decapitated head returned to her that very day. It was also tha
DIRTY DESIRES HE IS EVERYWHERE
Hours ago before the five buildings in the city exploded, a meeting was held at the main base of the Oddesseaus Base with five of the biggest clans in the Underground. The Crane, Pyro, Hydra, Dufus, and Pierce. These clans have connections from all over the world, whether on the Underground or the surface. The ominous aura dominates the corners of the room. Sitting on the long round glassed table where the five clan leaders personally attended the meeting after knowing they will cross the most powerful clan in the Mafia world, the Aslanovs. And now they join forces. It's been decades since they attempt to eliminate the entire Aslanovs but they have never succeeded. Now that they have prepared their successors and found out the Aslanovs' relationship with Mort is not on good terms, they've come to conclude this is the best opportunity to wage war with them. They know that no one will help the Aslanovs as they have never had a good connection with other Mafia Leaders, especially the ne
DIRTY DESIRES SECOND HEIR
Mouth falling open and fingers touching her parted lips, Mischa felt her muscles stiffen. She throw an incredulous stare at Narco seated next to her who was now creepily smirking from ear to ear. Narco's impostor was very pleased with her reaction. She was now fuming with anger. They may have successfully copied Narco's appearance but they will never be him. Even Narco's usual expressions are copied perfectly by them but there is still something different, something off with these clones. The overwhelming emotion was visible on their faces which is far from the real Narco who was born emotionless. Mischa lowered her head. Her brain went blank for a few seconds, trying to process what was happening. Her sense of hearing stopped working and she could no longer hear the gunshots and explosions nearby. Her heart beat rapidly, not because of fear, but the strange excitement that rose in her chest. A manic smile curved on her lips."I have wanted to fight Narco for a long time. I have chal
DIRTY DESIRES THE WAR
Men were snarling and squealing as the ground became greasy with gore. Weapons were clanging and clangorous under the seething, spite-filled sky. It was the third day since the Oddesseau's camps began to attack along with the five mafia leaders and now penetrating the heart of Brethren city. A number of men were dispersed to hunt down and kill anyone who belong to the Aslanovs but their group failed to overthrow the clan, especially Mort. They could not find even the glint of his shadow.Not only is the bloody massacre taking place in the Underground but the war has also affected the surface world. The men of the five mafia leaders begin to sow terror. They killed elder ones, raped women, and brutally tortured men they saw on the road for no reason. They have been wreaking mayhem in the city, burning down buildings and establishments, bombed every street and alley. With every passing minute, many people were lying dead on the road. Hundreds of civilians have been massacred mercilessly
DIRTY DESIRES VLADIMIR
The place resounds with a loud silence. One hand thrust in the pocket, Mort's pair of mesmerizing green orbs was cold as the afternoon breeze darted on the dilapidated buildings nearby destroyed by the bombs. The air stirred his dark hair messily as the blood on his eyebrow had now dried that will surely leave a scar. He still look otherworldly gorgeous even though he appeared austere in his messy appearance."Bastard." Short but cold, Mort audibly cursed Narco making Lyric's eyes widen in surprise, and later burst out laughing. From the tone of their Boss, he doesn't sound pleased. He did the right thing of cursing the shit out of him. Narco, on the other hand, moved the phone away from his ear while eyebrows knitted into a frown. Wondering, he had no idea in mind what made his foster Dad angry. Lyric just shook his head in disbelief while looking at Narco who fell into a state of obliviousness. 'He's dumb as fuck.' Lyric utters in his mind then came next to Narco who was leaning aga
DIRTY DESIRES THE CAKE
"We've done everything according to your command," Narco said with a smile as Vladimir raised an eyebrow. A deafening silence reigned as the cold course of wind passes between them. They are inside the office. Vladimir cast a skeptical look on the young man. It seems that Narco knows something about Mort's weapon under his possession right now. Even before he had asked, his instinct told him Narco cannot be easily fooled. If the young man does know something about the weapon, that only means one thing, Vladimir will have a hard time asking him and getting a straight answer. The same goes for Lyric. 'Damn it!' Vladimir loudly curses in his mind."Sit down first." He commanded, Lyric and Narco quickly seated. Vladimir, on the other hand, sat on the swivel chair near the humungous open glass wall of the building where the cold air came in, gently blowing his hair."If I push you off there, everything will be over." Wearing a rigid face, Narco suddenly utter out loud what was supposed t
DIRTY DESIRES PACKAGE
The sun is slowly sinking at the heart to the horizon and the cloak of darkness started to cover the Brethren City along with the sparkling constellations emerging in the night sky. The chefs, maidservants, and butlers are busy preparing the family's dinner. Inside the dining hall of Aslanovs' manor decorated with an exquisite golden chandelier, a sumptuous feast was served on the large long table. All the servants were wearing the same color, black suits. The master chefs, butlers, and maids were dressed in black uniforms as if they were lamenting over someone's funeral. The ambiance reigning the place was gloomy and cheerless.In the middle of the table, a big empty red plate was placed which catches everyone's attention. And that's what everyone fears when they know what that means."How did they get Mischa?" Lady Katyusha, Mort's mother asked in a cold but calm tone. They were all sitting at the dining table. On the left side was Don Demetrius Aliev seated next to his wife, Lady
DIRTY DESIRES UNNAMED WEAPON
A magnificent, tallest tower situated in the heart of Brethren city, the silence at the bottom of the tower was deafening when they reached the MDA tower. Strangely, the buildings around were flooded in darkness and only the light from the voluminous moon illuminate the place. No person or cars can be seen passing by even on the public highway.Laurel and Mort exchanged glances and then nodded to each other. Together, they got out of the car. An eerie breeze gently blows his black cloak and made a sexy mess in his hair. Between his tall, statuesque frame, Mort appears aloof and foreboding. They looked up at the MDA tower. Unexpectedly, only one source of light was on in the whole building. A vein of light threaded through the darkness that lit the rooftop of the tower."We can simply tell them that son of a bitch committed suicide at the top of the tower," Laurel suggested in a serious tone, referring to Vladimir as she slowly lowered her gaze from the top down to the bottom of the bu
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