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Devil's Daughter ROMANO'S
Lorraine LebedevaIt was a beautiful day in Rome, Italy. The sky was clear, baby blue and the weather was warm, just hot enough to need a fan on an August day.My chest tightened when I stepped foot into the Romano's Mansion.I took in my surroundings, The mansion stood there as if the surrounding nature had embraced it, that the flora flowed within it as much as around it. For the architect had loved the trees so much that there was a mighty oak in the center, centuries old, and the great house had been built around it. The house was welcoming from the open door to the wide hallway. Upon the walls were the photographs of children, so obviously so loved. The floor was an old-fashioned parquet with a blend of deep homely browns and the walls were the green of summer gardens meeting a bold white baseboard. The banister was a twirl of a branch, tamed by the carpenter's hand, its grain flowing as water might, in waves of comforting woodland hues. Under the lamp-shine it was nature's art,
Devil's Daughter TREPIDATION
Raphael RomanoThe past week has been heaven on earth. My mother and Lorraine have been enjoying each other's company and I have noticed that Falvio is developing a little crush on Lorraine.Which is annoying since whenever we are at my family house he gets more attention from her then I do.The Bratva have been breathing down our necks since Lorraine disappeared and technically ran away but they don't know that. They think they have a rat and they helped me escape, including kidnapping Lorraine.I was tempted to tell her father that she willingly left and took me with her but seeing him lose his mind better.My father too has been breathing down my neck about Lorraine and the sudden change of plan. I will admit it is short notice and risky to date the daughter of my enemy but fuck that woman has me wrapped around her finger.I do not know what it is but she must continue.My men have been working hard as they tracked every single man that was included in the shootout at Lorraine's bi
Devil's Daughter BLEED
Lorraine LebedevaI let out a relaxed sigh when my sore muscles relaxed under the warm water.This past week has been hell.Raphaël kept on pushing me to take training even more seriously and let's say Rhett enjoyed putting me through horrendous torture although I did out beat his skills with knife throwing which I'm actually improving.I have learnt and mastered some new techniques. I was even thinking of creating my own but I'm not sure what yet.Everyday I would leave the house just for training and come back at dawn. Which sucks because it is like I am back living in that Jail house in Russia. It's just that here the weather is warm.So today I decided to reward myself with a relaxing bath. It's currently 22:43pm so Raphael will be back in a few hours.I do not know why but for the past few days he's been giving the cold shoulder. Well he's been acting strange.Each time I tried to talk to him, asking him to open up he would always brush me off or change the topic and we just end
Devil's Daughter WAIT
Lorraine LebedevaLifting my hands to his jaw, pleasure washes over me as he deepens the kiss. Raphaël wraps an arm around me, then I'm tugged hard against his body, my toes barely touching the ground.He pulls away, his thumb traces my bottom lip."Do you trust me?" he questioned."Yes." I replied.Now that I think about it. I did trust him. I might have not seen it or said it aloud but I trusted him from the very moment he touched me.It might sound ridiculous but from him, I always need one more kiss, one more hug, one more touch, always, simply more of him.I don't want what we have to stop.The exact texture of his lips on my neck, the rippling shudder of his fingertips stroking my breasts, the heat of his body between my thighs... He wanted this too. Gentle touches and strokes, all over each others' bodies. I kneel in front of him, my back pressed tightly against his chest to feel the silk of his flesh upon me. He slips one strap of the lingerie off my shoulder, my single breast
Devil's Daughter HUNT
Lorraine LebedevaMy body swayed side to side as I danced to the chirping music humming in the air. The smell of blueberry pancakes lingered in the air with a hint of bacon and eggs.I woke up before Raphaël and decided to make breakfast. He usually does the cooking so I just wanted to thank him by making him a simple breakfast.Yesterday was something. It was special in some way, maybe it's the fact that we actually had a decent conversation as a couple. Yes he did not open up but I'm glad we agreed to take baby steps with the communication.He's showing me a side of him he's been hiding for years and I'm happy that it's with me and no one else.This is the happiest I have been since my birthday. I don't know why but when I'm with Raphaël I feel safe. I feel like I'm at home and he makes me feel the emotions I never thought I would feel since my mother died.He brings out the brighter side of me not the side that was hungry for revenge and blood.He made me feel happy and a better ve
Devil's Daughter RISQUÉ
Lorraine Lebedeva"Thirty-five of our men will accompany us. There is this specific safe house the three men have been hiding in for the past 6 weeks. It's an hour and thirty minutes drive away from us." Rhett explained. Our heads turned to the door when Dante walked in and removed his leather jacket. He took a seat across from me. "Apologies everyone." he says, running his fingers through his hair. "Where the hell were you?" Abree questions, annoyed by Dante's late coming. "I was being followed." He lets out, catching everyone's attention. "Do you think it was the Americans?" Rhett questions, as he stands up and walks over to the mini bar. Dante shook his head pinching the bridge of his temple and let out a frustrated sigh. "Even worse." Dante asserts. His gaze shifted to me, for the first time fear was lingering in his eyes. "The Russians." I frown. "My father." I whisper to myself.I was distracted by the positive things that are going on in my life that I completely forgot abo
Devil's Daughter TORTURE
WARNING: this chapter contains scenes that some readers might find disturbing, if you are sensitive to raw violence I highly advice you to skip this chapter towards the end.Lorraine LebedevaJust as I cautiously walk over to the men a bullet slams into my chest knocking me to the ground.The sharp pain spreads up to my chest makes it hard to breathe for a moment.Thank God I wore my armed vest.Raphaël rushed over to me and cupped my face. "Are you alright?" He questions worriedly. I force a smile and rise to my feet. "I'm fine." I sayThe pain eases a bit but it's still painful to breathe.Raphaël's eyes darkened as he shot his head to the side, gawking at the person that shot at me. I followed his gaze and my eyes landed on a brunette boy who looked like he was in his late teen years. His eyes widened as he slowly lowered his gun with shaky hands. Raphaël pulled out his gun, aimed it at the boy's head and pulled the trigger. His lifeless body drops to the ground. I watched with wid
Devil's Daughter PASSION
Lorraine LebedevaMy body was shivering with excitement as he zipped my jumpsuit all the way to the end and unbuckled his pants.I slowly removed my jumpsuit covered in dry blood, as goosebumps coated my clean skin when the wind brushed against my flesh."Open your legs for me red." he demands but even his demands were all sweetness and cajoling. Promise and tenderness. But he could have said anything, in any way, and it wouldn't have mattered. I was drooling for him. Wetness pooled inside my mouth. Between my legs. That's how much of an effect he has on me. I was swept off my feet, already so deep for him. There was no hesitation as I opened my legs and kept it open as Raphaël trailed one of his hands down the side of my face. Then the other. I lifted my gaze to his, and he smiled before cupping my chin.His hands were even more through. A stroke here. A pinch there. A kiss dropped on the back of my neck. Whatever kept my body on high alert for his touch.He took his hand away, leavi
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