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14| Volkov Queen.
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Defiant Queen 15| Don't Blink.
He runs the flat surface of his tongue over his upper lip as he rubs his chin. A devious smirk tugs at the corners of his mouth and he drops his hand from his chin and points it at me. "You are sitting in my chair." He states firmly with his eyes drilling into mine. "And you are wasting my time." I snap back, picking up the packet of gum on his desk, and I shove a piece into my mouth. "But first, I want to know what you are doing with Dmitri?" Konstatin raises his chin, peers down at me from the tip of his nose, and braces his hands in front of him. "He is not required here. This sit-down was set up for you and me; Volkov blood." He snarls with displeasure as he speaks of Dmitri. I discard my feet from his desktop, and I lean forward glaring deep into his annoyingly familiar eyes. "If anything happens to him..." He scoffs, cutting me off. "You will erase me from the face of the planet? That is such a cliche Wolf threat right there." He chuckles acidly. I pop my gum in my mout
Defiant Queen 16| I Need You.
With unstable hands, I pull out the phone Dmitri had slipped inside my leather jacket as we entered the club. I bite the bullet and call the one person I know who will still drop everything to come to my rescue at the drop of a hat. Even if he despises himself for it in the end. Inhaling a shaky breath with my eyes never swaying from Dmitri, I press the phone to my ear and pray to the Gods that the son-of-a-bitch answers. "Hello?" He answers on the second ring in a clipped tone. The words, "I need you," are all I'm able to utter at the moment. The plea that departed between the grim lines of my mouth only seconds ago, sounded like three very simple and harmless words. But these three words, to someone like me, at a time like this, are effortlessly blurring the lines between life and death. "Please." I implore, biting back a sob. He grunts, "I'm on my way." And instantly, I hear his car door slamming in the background. The second the light comes back on in the office, I yank o
Defiant Queen 17| Mi Dispiace
"Just so you know, I did come to see you... to tell you what really happened... Your father refused to let me speak with you." His words replay in my head like a broken record and my pulse spikes. Again, my father interfered with my love life. Just like I know he and Viktor planned on sending Dmitri to Russia together. I stalked after him into the living room. "Wait, just a second!" I sneer. "Did you just say that you came back for me?" His shoulders sag as he spins around to look me in the eyes and he takes another sip from the bottle. Like the whiskey was giving him the courage to stand there and tell me the utter truth. "Si, I did. But I was never good enough for you in your father's eyes." He chuckles acidly with a shake of his head and he points the bottle at me, "The great Artemis Volkov didn't want his precious daughter dating an Italian." Suddenly it feels like my stomach has grown teeth as it churns with his harsh declaration about my father. The abundance of anim
Defiant Queen 18| I Was Drugged.
A soft moan escapes past my lips and he greedily swallows it, keeping the forbidden sound solely for himself. His lips are cool and soft. His tongue feels like velvet and tastes like whiskey. My hands glide up the hard wall of his chest, over the hard balls of his shoulders and through his soft hair. "You taste like heaven..." He grumbles with desire. Hooking one leg over his waist, I pin him to me with the heel of my foot and I moan louder when his bulging cock rubs against my sex. His hands roam over my body until they reach my ass, his fingers dig into my flesh and he swiftly picks me up off the floor. This is how I remember it always being this way between us. Hot and heavy. Fast and feverish. "I should have fought for you. I never should have left without you." He mutters between our kisses. This is wrong. I know it is. I'm with Dmitri and here I am kissing my ex like I'm trying to make up for the lost time between us. I tear my lips away from his, panting; tryi
Defiant Queen 19| A Taboo Topic.
Sitting across from Amani, I cross my left leg over my right and I lean back into the sofa giving him my undivided attention. I wasn't there for him two years ago when he needed my shoulder to lean on. But, I'm here for him now, I may be tired, sore, and worried about Dmitri... But those feelings are going to have to take a backseat ride until Amani is content with what he's shared with me. He leans forward in his seat, spreads his legs wide open, dipping his head, he watches the bottle of whiskey in his grasp, swinging back and forth. Silence lingers between us. Heightened emotions are soaring high, and the beating of our hearts hammers against our ribcages. "It is such a taboo topic for a male to speak about being raped." He speaks with venom lacing his words as he starts to open up. "Whether it be by a male or a female. But it is so much worse; degrading when you try to tell the authorities that you were sexually violated by a female half your size. The men all but laugh in
Defiant Queen 20| A Suppressed Memory.
I jolted awake with a whimper that was stifled by the sweaty palm pressed against my mouth.The heavyweight was cutting off my air supply as another hand glided up my nightgown, it was rough, kneading and bruising. Fear, surprise, and alarm gripped me. I thrashed against the bed, kicking my legs frantically."No... Please, stop... What are you doing... you are hurting me..."Panting erratically, my legs were suddenly yanked apart. The hard thing between his legs rashly poked... stabbed my inner thigh.My lungs feel like they are on fire, he's strong, and no matter how hard I try to push him off me, he's just too heavy. I'm a prisoner in my own bed."Stop... Get off me... Please! No.. don't touch me there, not there... it hurts... Why are you hurting me?"Mummy!!!The man's hand pressed down on the side of my face, forcing my head into the pillow. The more I struggled, putting up a fight, the more excited he became.Panting horrible, vile words against the hard shell of my ear, he fo
Defiant Queen 21| I Hope It's My Name You'll Be Uttering.
"Tesoro [Treasure], Listen to the words that are coming out of my mouth very carefully," He says fiercely, taking no prisoners. "No one is going to touch you, no one can get to you ever again, they would have to get through me first."My fingers bite into his skin as they tighten around his comforting words."And that will never happen." He says with conviction.I speak through the ache in my throat, "He's dead," my voice shudders, "My mother had come in to check on me, with Uncle Viktor by her side like she usually did. But this time, something had compelled her to come to check on me earlier and she told Uncle Viktor to bring her gun with him. Just as my attacker was..." I sniffle, shaking my head as I release a shuddering breath, "... just as he was entering me, stretching my insides... the light came on, and my mother yelled something out in Russian. She took the gun Uncle Viktor had passed her and ... She shot him." I whimper, letting the torrent of tears free; releasing the press
Defiant Queen 22| I'm Going To Russia.
I exit the ensuite wrapping my towel around my body a little tighter than I usually would. For some odd reason, I feel dirty, my body tingles with a forbidden sensation that has me questioning my sanity. How could I want to be touched, sexually after my night's terror and by Amani, whom I'm not in a relationship with? Does masturbating in the shower thinking of an ex make me a cheater? Is there something mentally wrong with me? Shouldn't I be feeling sorry for myself and sick to my stomach? There are so many emotions bomb barding my mind and I don't know what to make of it. As I peer up, I see Amani sitting on the foot of the bed with his head dipped, and wearing just a pair of sweats. I falter in my strides and gasp with surprise as my heart momentarily ceases, and my breath hitches. He looks up through narrowed eyes, they slowly glide up my body, drinking in each inch of my exposed flesh and I gnaw on my inner cheek suppressing a soft moan. As his gaze trails up my body,
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