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Chapter 6

Author: Bebo
last update Last Updated: 2023-11-20 12:29:55

Mikhail's pov:

Phew...

I released all my seeds on the bedsheet and got down from the bed. I zipped my pants up and buckled my belt. After fixing my shirt and coat properly I turned to the good for nothing excuse of a woman lying there on the bed.

She was still undone because I don't care if she is done or not and this bitch here is laying on the bed gazing lustfully at me and fingering herself trying to reach her high and desperately tried to cum. Tsk pathetic.

"Встань и исчезни из моих глаз, шлюха, прежде чем я вышвырну тебя из этой комнаты, голую!" I barked at her immediately making her collect her risque outfit and scurry out of the room.

(Translation: Get up and disappear from my sight you whore before I throw you out of this room, naked!)

I sat on the couch there and started chugging down the whiskey through my throat. I sighed. I came here to see some paperwork in one of my clubs but ended up railing that good for nothing whore.

After having my carnal ways with her I reached my high and then as always threw her out of the room and didn't even let her to finish herself. She didn't even had courage to ask something like that from me because she knew she have more life to live on.

After chugging the whole bottle down I stood up and started heading out of the V.I.P room. As soon as those people dancing on the dance floor saw me they made a clear way for me to walk out. Perfect!

I roamed my gaze and saw people making out here and there. For God sake I don't need to see this view. I stormed out of the club and sat in my brand new black Royal Royce.

It is past midnight and there is not even a single entity on the road. Good that bitch has wasted so much of my precious time. The atmosphere has turned cold and surroundings were very quiet.

I was driving towards my mansion which I didn't visited for a week. It is like a hotel for me because most of the time I'm out of the mansion and appear there occasionally and whenever I do it ends with a new chick on my bed.

It's not like I take them to my own room but another rooms in the mansion. The place is so abandoned even after so many maids and servants live there is the foyer still there always stay a void. Not like I care, because I'm alone from a long time.

I was lost in my own thoughts then suddenly something crashed to the front of my car and a thud sound came from the outside. Someone surely has collided with my car.

Fuck!

These blind idiots can't let me live in peace.

I turned off the engine and took out my gun turning the safety mode off I immediately climbed down the car.

"Кто, черт возьми, желает смерти в такой час?" I roared loudly ready to fuck the brain cells out of the dumb fuck dared to die in front of my car. (Translation: Who the fuck has death wish at this hour?)

Before I can loose my shit and shoot all of the bullets in gun to that dumb fuck's head I heard a whimpering sound.

Huh?

I didn't even started yet!

Fucking coward.

The figure laying on the cold concrete road sat up and became visible straight in front of the head lights of my car and I saw something unexpected.

A girl.

In this late midnight what the fuck she is doing here and who the fuck is she? She was not looking someone residential. Not even close, after seeing her brown skin I can clearly differentiate that she is not Russian.

The girl slowly stood up from the floor while trembling like a leaf. I was keenly looking at her and here she was busy in checking her scratched elbow. Must have been scratched when she fell down on the floor.

When she snapped her eyes at me I can clearly identity the color of her eyes is brown, because of the headlight her eyes were glowing and fear swarming in them. Her hair blowing in the cold air and her dress was pretty dirty like she was sitting in dirt. Her feet were bare and her scarf was also torn. In all of this situation, she still managed to look beautiful.

Stop Mikhail! Stop distracting!

Concentrate on the situation.

Before she could say anything to me some men came running towards us and one of them held her arm roughly. My fist clenched and I wanted to cut his hand right then and there for manhandling her like this.

I felt sudden possessiveness towards her and this is the new emotion I felt for the first time in my life.

'Yeah because you want a new pussy now!' my conscience mocked me.

Yeah yeah whatever!

The man started dragging that girl with him making her whimper and hiss because of his tight hold.

"P-please please sir save me from these men." The girl directly pleaded to me.

I got a urge to oblige her request. She was so desperate to come towards me but was restrained by that bastard. I swear I will do something so cruel if he will not leave her right now.

"Оставлять." I ordered him coldly.

(Translation: Leave.)

If I want I can easily show him fucking hell but right now I don't want to scare this beauty in front of me. The man tensed at my voice but dared to defy me and tightened the hold around her arm more.

Good!

Provoke me and then I will show you the hell for defying me.

I think this bastard didn't recognized me. I came out of the dark and stood in front of them in the light. As soon as they saw me all of the men present there got shocked and their faces paled. I started caressing my gun in front of their faces and they knew better than to defy me.

Who doesn't knows Mikhail Igor Gorbachev?

This country runs from my name only.

"Я так долго не пользовался пистолетом, а теперь у меня чешутся руки." I said playing with my gun.

(Translation: I didn't used my gun for so long and now my hands are itching to do so.)

The men infront of me started trembling like a leaf with pale faces like they saw a ghost in front of them. They were frozen at their places and the men forgot to remove his hand from her arm.

It triggered me so I pulled the trigger and shot his hand from which he was holding her.

A shriek left the lips of the beauty and she immediately ran away from that man standing behind me trying to hide herself from those men.

"P-please save me." she pleaded in a mere whisper.

Uh-huh wrong person you chose girl.

I wanted to say this on her face because I'm way worst than them. Just because I saved her she thought she is safe with me.

That pathetic bastard was crying on the road making me irritated. But I will deal with them in my basement and for now I have to let them go because as far as I can see the beauty here is not fond of violence.

"Уйди с глаз моих, пока я не выкопал тебе могилу прямо здесь!" I shouted at them.

(Translation: Get out of my sight before I dig your graves right here!)

The men immediately ran away with the shot man who was walking by their support. After they were all out of the sight I immediately dialled one of my trusted man's number.

"Отследите мое местоположение, найдите людей, с которыми я только что столкнулся, и свяжите их в темнице." I commanded in my no nonsense tone.

(Translation: Trace my location and find the men I just encountered and tie them in the dungeon.)

I didn't even waited for the reply and hung up then turned back to see the beauty already trying to run away from me. She was feeling steps away from me.

Wrong move.

"Your welcome." I said and she stood frozen at her place. I smirked. It's gonna be fun with her.

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