Moscow, Russia
The treadmill was running on a high speed and the man running on it was keep increasing it more and more and that's clear as day that his stamina is appreciable. His Greek body ready to be worshipped by any woman.Sweat was dripping down his forehead to his temple, travelling to his throat and cascading down from his adam apple flowing to the south and through his six packs abs disappearing in his waistband of shorts resting on his V line.His muscles flexing from the movements and heavy exercise and anyone can clearly tell how much time he spends in gym.His muscular body can easily attract anybody and make women's as, well as men's mouth water. He is a sight to see for people. His biceps appearing so strong and the veins popping out from his arms. He can be a whole meal for a horny or a needy woman but that's the misconception.He is the one who chooses women for himself not otherwise but as far as his actions shows he don't have any specific interest in women. He just fucks and dumps. That's his regular routine. He can fuck anytime and anywhere like a horny teenager. He has almost slept half of the population of women in his city excluding the women on his national and international business trips.He fucks with every woman he lays eyes on.But besides all this not to forget his other side. The successful and a reputable businessman. The CEO of a billionaire textile company ruling the whole business market. In a snap of his fingers he can build up or destroy a business completely.His Mafia identity is well known by the whole population of Russia and that's what they feared of. They don't even dare to cross his in business and if they did, the consequences are brutal. The women he does also fears him and submit according to his ways. He always has his ways with them and after getting his pleasure throw them out not even looking back again.He doesn't care what people think about him because he does what he likes and no one can stop him anyway.Suddenly the sound of sliding glass door of gym halted his actions. He turned off the treadmill and slapped his sharp blue eyes towards the sound. As soon as he saw the person who invaded his workout time, a smirk appeared on his lips.He saw a maid standing there with a tray holding a glass of juice. He can literally see the lust swarming in that maid's eyes who was busy eyeing his half naked body. He scanned her head to toe enjoying the view of her chest and her thick thighs because of the too short uniform she was wearing.She was new in the mansion and joined few days before. He was busy in running some errands so didn't get the time to have her. But now he was so ready to have pleasure in this early morning in the gym itself.The maid slowly walked towards him swaying her hips and giving him a perfect view of her ass from her mini skirt. She extended the tray of juice in front of him making him tsk but he held it and chugged it down in a breath.He placed the glass back in the tray and she immediately placed the tray on the floor near the window and sprang up to him desperately."Мы в отчаянии?" he asked her in his thick Russian accent and his husky voice making that maid almost purr like a kitten which was in his late twenties.(Translation: Desperate are we?)She nodded her head like a desperate teenager making his jaw clench. He threaded his fingers in her hair and tugged them backward harshly yanking her head up. He held her jaw in his tight grip making her whimper in pain."Ответь словами, шлюха!" he barked at her face.(Translation: Answer in words you whore!)"Д-да, сэр." she let out in pain.(Translation: Y-yes sir.)He nodded satisfactorily after seeing her in pain because the sadist inside him craves pain and blood of women. That satisfies him alot. He jerked her away from him making her stumble and she almost fall back on the floor but composed herself."Теперь на четвереньках и раздвинь ноги, как нуждающаяся шлюха." he snarled at her.(Translation: On your fours now and spread your legs like a needy slut you are.)The maid immediately obliged and bent down on the floor as per his command. The way his predatory eyes were gazing at her making her feel so timid but she chose to oblige him not wanting to anger him.He immediately teared her thong off making her gasp a little at his roughness making him snap his blue eyes at her. He came in front of her and immediately back handed that maid throwing her straight on the floor. She cried out in pain and regretted on her decision to come here. He was way more powerful in strength compare to her.He didn't even gave her the time to process anything and yanked her off from the floor by her hair. And as soon as she opened her eyes he thrusted his semi erected dick in her mouth making her gag out."Сосать!" he commanded and it didn't even took a second to her to oblige him and she started sucking and choking on his dick.(Translation: Suck!)He was insanely thrusting his dick in her mouth, he reached till the back of her throat and his balls hitting her chin. She tried to back away from him and breathe but he tightened his hold on her head. After few minutes of thrusting his dick in and out of her mouth he shooted all of his seeds inside her mouth."Осмелитесь потратить ни единой капли, и я заставлю вас слизать ее с пола." he warned her making her to gulp all of his cum down her throat. (Translation: Dare to waste the single drop of it and I will make you lick it from the floor.)He left her making her slump down on the floor breathing heavily. She thought that his torture is over and tried to crawl out of the gym but before she could he dug his fingertips in her hips and pulled her back."Я сказал тебе уйти?" he snarled and spanked her ass immediately turning it red from his rough actions.(Translation: Did I tell you to get out?)She cried out in pain and humiliation. She never thought she was asking for this torture when came here and tried to seduce him.After spanking her ass and turning it blue and purple he thrusted his dick in her without any warning making her whimpers to turn into painful cries but he didn't cared much and keep going until he reached his high. He pulled out from her and released all of his hot seeds on her ass and wore his shorts.He stood up and exhaled heavily turning around gazing out of the window."Убирайся отсюда, пока я не всадил тебе пулю в череп." he ordered.(Translation: Get out of here before I put a bullet in your skull.)The maid immediately composed herself and ran out of the gym fearing for her life. He ran his hand through his hair and picked up his phone from the table placed near the window."Отнеси его в подвал и покажи ему, что значит пересечь дорогу Mikhail Igor' Gorbachev." he ordered to the man on the other side of the line and threw the phone back on the table.(Translation: Take him to the basement and show him what it brings to cross Mikhail Igor Gorbachev.)He strode out of the gym and saw a brunette woman coming from the opposite direction of him who was none other than the head maid of the mansion and was in his mid twenties.He passed her a look making her return the same to him. She was his personal pleasuring toy and she didn't have any problem with him treating her like a toy because she wants him to have all his ways with her."В комнате сейчас." he ordered her and immediately entered in the room near to them.(Translation: In the room now.)The woman also followed him in the room and soon the sounds of her whimpering and moaning filled the room.1 year later... "Liam?" a feminine voice called out in worry but there was not any clue of that little boy being called out. "Liam where are you baby?" the feminine voice called out but again there was no response making her more worried. "Where did this boy even went?" the feminine voice which belonged to none other than Rooh said to herself in concern. She was calling Liam for past fifteen minutes but the latter was no where to found. She was walking slowly out of the room and started descending down the stairs very slowly and carefully due to her swollen belly. She was nine months pregnant now and any time they would welcome a new member in their family. These nine months were too tough for the couple because of many new discoveries about the baby and her mood swings were terrible. All this time Mikhail was standing at his toes to run out of the mansion because she was being a ticking time bomb and he didn't want to feel her wrath on him. He was the one who suffered the most i
Rooh's pov:Butterfly kisses on my neck distracted my inner thoughts travelling up to my chin, my cheekbones, my brows then finally my lips kissing me with all his love, passion and heart. I almost scream for him to take me right here and writhing and moaning in his arms wanting to halt this sweet torture feeling his fingers slip out of my juicy womanhood in a wet pop once I did ride my orgasm out.Fluttering my eyes open to see baby blue eyes watching me intensely, a vulnerable look crossed my face as he saw me watching him making me want to shrink back seeing his huge body intimidate my little frame. For as long as I can remember, he always towered over me but now it seemed different. The look he gave me explained it all; ravenous.It's like the hunter watching his prey fidget tremendously knowing she will all but be eaten like the last course meal. I did not mind. That's all I need right now to be ravished, taken in an unruly carnal lust aroused by my own desires to be fulfilled an
Rooh's pov:I didn't feel any bad when he killed his own parents because they deserved it. Mikhail was intensely looking in my eyes making me gulp because I know what was coming now. The longing of four years was clearly visible in his baby blue eyes. The desperation and need was swirling in his eyes. I didn't even know where we reached to our room. He put me down and closed the door behind him. I moved my gaze and saw the room decorations all intense and romantic. Scented candles, flower petals were increasing the beauty of the room. But suddenly my gaze stopped at the bed's side table. I walked there and saw those flowers still there. The flowers of peony which I won for him four years ago by walking on the ashes. They were still there but they were not damaged or dried but looking as fresh as I won them just now.How? "I persevered them so they never dries." he said coming behind him and encircling his arms around my waist. "How could I let them dry when my Lyubov burned her fe
Rooh's pov:As soon as landed at the airport there were so many cars to pick us up. We sat inside the car which was in the middle and then I get to knock how much security Mikhail had increased after promising my father to protect me always. I was wearing a beautiful red Saree and Chura (bangles) gracing it with vermilion and nuptial chain shining on my neck. I was feeling so giddy knowing that I'm his wife. His only. When I moved my gaze I saw Mikhail already gazing at me intensely with his baby blue eyes making me startled. Liam was sleeping in his lap peacefully. I gestured with my eyes to look in front but he didn't averted his gaze away from me. "What?" I nervously chuckled and asked him confusion. He smiled genuinely, it was not any smirk but a beautiful smile gracing his lips. He shook his head at me. "Nothing." he said softly which made me blush I don't know why and I moved my eyes away from him. After half and hour we reached the mansion which was decorated with beautif
Rooh's pov:He kept walking closer to me more and more making me back away from him but stopped because of the gathbandhan (tied knot) between us. "Dur raho mujhse." I warned him showing my palm to him.(Translation: Stay away from me.)But he didn't stop and kept coming closer and closer making me turn around and ready to leave the room but he clutched my wrist an turned me around making me gasp loudly when I landed on his hard chest. He encircled his arm around my waist making me panic and I started struggling in his hold."Suno choro mujhe. Bas kyuki tum ab mere pati ho tum mujhe bina meri marzi ke choo nahi sakte." I said thrashing in his hold but he didn't say anything. (Translation: Listen leave me. Just because you are my husband now you can't touch me without my consent.)Is he mute or what?"Choro mujhe warna mai chillana shuru kar doongi doongi." I said ready to raise my voice but he placed his palm on my mouth making me voice muffled.(Translation: Leave me or I will star
Rooh's pov:I was again in that same situation and nostalgia hitting me hard. I was in front of the mirror clasped in bridal lehenga which was also blood red colour but not the previous one. Everything was same the room, the banquet hall, the bride, the situation and hopeless me. Today I was in tears too but this time I didn't have only one reason of being sad.There were many but the most important was I'm getting married to someone whom I don't even know but this time the difference was that I didn't even see and meet him. This time this is not even arranged but forced upon me. I was marrying to someone, I don't even know the name of. Tears were rolling down my eyes. Why can't I see happiness in my life ever? Every time, every time when everything starts to get fine and I become happy the tables turn and everything turns upside down. It's been two weeks to that hospital incident where Mikhail denied to marry me and that's the last time I have seen him.Flashback"I can't marry you