LOGINLiora Voss
Tomorrow arrived, and our bubble of happiness, which seemed so perfect, unfortunately burst. Now, the battle within me is intense, a constant struggle between my conscience and my heart. Should I tell them everything, revealing every detail of the truth, even though I know it will bring devastating consequences with my father and Andrey? Or would it be better to try to protect them, which would mean betraying them in a way tha
Faina GreenTwo months after my official decision, the inevitable moment arrived.My first trip to Moscow.It wouldn’t be long — only four days — but it was the first time I would leave the triplets for so long since they were born. My heart ached just thinking about it.The day before the trip, I spent the entire afternoon in the nursery. Darya was in my lap, clinging to my shirt as if she could sense I was leaving. Vasily crawled around us, and Yakov slept peacefully in his crib.“Mama…” Darya babbled, pressing her little face against my chest.Tears threatened to fall. I kissed the top of her head.“Mama will come back soon, my love. I promise.”The five of them entered the room in silence. They knew exactly how I was feeling.
Faina GreenThe days that followed were calm on the surface, but turbulent inside.I spent most of my time with the triplets—breastfeeding, playing on the rug, and watching their curious little eyes discover the world. Darya was already trying to crawl with determination, Vasily was the quietest and most observant, and Yakov laughed at everything his siblings did. They were my peace.But at night, when the babies were asleep, the conversation with Heros kept returning to my mind like a shadow.One week after our talk on the balcony, my phone rang. It was my father.I answered in Heros’s office, with all five of them present. I put it on speaker.“Daughter.” His voice sounded older and more tired than the last time. “I hope you’re well.”“I am, Dad. And Mom?”“Your mo
Faina GreenI woke up slowly, my body deliciously and deeply sore.Every muscle ached, my pussy and ass throbbed, and my skin was covered in hickeys, fingerprints, and bite marks. Yet I was smiling even before I opened my eyes.I was in the center of the huge bed, surrounded by the five of them. The room still smelled of sex, melted candles, and our mixed scents.Heros was lying face-to-face with me, one possessive arm wrapped around my waist. Luther was behind me, his chest pressed to my back, his half-hard cock resting against my ass. Noah held my hand, fingers intertwined even in sleep, his arm draped over Luther’s. Lohan lay on the other side of Heros, and Zedekiah was partially on top of me, his face buried in my neck, breathing peacefully.I
Faina GreenStill dripping water from the pool, the five of them carried me inside the mansion like a wet, breathless trophy. Luther threw me over his broad shoulder and gave my wet ass a hard slap as we climbed the stairs.The gourmet kitchen was lit only by warm indirect lights and the moonlight streaming through the huge glass window. The central black marble island gleamed, clean and inviting.Luther laid me on my back on the cold island. The contrast between the icy marble and my hot skin made me arch my back with a moan.“Look at her…” Heros murmured, running his large hand over my wet stomach. “One year married and she’s still this wet for us.”Noah opened the fridge and took out a big tub of fresh whipped cream, chocolate syrup, strawberries, and a bottle of chilled champagne. Zedekiah smiled with th
Faina GreenIt had been exactly one year since I said “yes” to the five men who changed my life forever.The triplets — Darya, Vasily, and Yakov — were with my parents in Brooklyn for the entire weekend. The mansion was ours alone. No nannies, no guards in the hallway, no cries on the monitor. Just silence, luxury, and five men who desired me as if it were the first time.Heros had prepared everything. Black and gold candles scattered throughout the house, red rose petals on the floor, chilled champagne, and a sensual playlist playing softly.I was wearing a tiny white bikini at the edge of the infinity pool when they appeared.All five of them.Shirtless bodies marked by scars and hungry eyes.The infinity pool water was warm, almost like a luxurious bath, illuminated by under
Faina GreenLuther was waiting for me in the mansion’s private cinema room — a dark, luxurious space with red velvet armchairs and a massive screen. The lights were dim, with only the blue glow of the projector illuminating his big, tense body.He was sitting in the center of the wide sofa, legs spread, shirtless, wearing only black pants. The moment I walked in, his dark eyes locked onto me with that obsessive hunger that always took my breath away.“Finally,” he growled, his voice deep and heavy. “Come here, Faina. Now.”I barely took two steps before Luther was already on his feet. He pulled me hard against his chest, one hand gripping the back of my neck, the other possessively squeezing my waist. The kiss was immediate—wild, almost desperate. His tongue invaded my mouth, teeth biting my lower lip, as if he needed to con
Faina GreenZedekiah’s private room was on the top floor of the east wing of the mansion — an elegant, dark, and intimidating space. The walls were covered in a deep graphite tone, lit only by soft, indirect red lights. In the cente
Faina GreenThe mansion’s library was immersed in a cozy twilight. Only the floor lamp beside the Chesterfield sofa lit the space, casting soft shadows over the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. The scent of leather, old paper, and Noah&rsquo
Faina GreenThe golden light of the sunset flooded the office, painting the mahogany walls with warm shades of amber and copper. I stood in front of the imposing desk, wearing only Heros’s white dress shirt — open in the front, bare
Seven months later… Faina Green I woke up wrapped in heat and pleasure. A low, hoarse moan escaped my throat before my eyes even opened. Luther’s hot, wet, voracious mouth was between my thighs. His tongue slid slowly over my soaked pus







