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CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

Auteur: Chihiro
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-08 15:34:52

Anna

I'm angry.

No, scratch that.

I'm fucking pissed.

At my mother, yeah, because—well, I've been pissed at her my whole cursed life. But more than that by several orders of magnitude is the single name pounding through me with every beat of my pulse.

Viktor.

To steal a phrase from Ophelia: how dare he? How dare he collar me like some fucking mutt? I didn't consent to this shit!

Consent. Ha! Does he even know what that is? Or does he just dance through life openly manipulating everyone and ever
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    AnnaI suck on his tongue until I feel him moan. Only then do I ease up enough to nibble and tease around his mouth. Viktor presses me harder against the wall and wastes no time in peeling off my soaked dress, careful around my baby bump but possessive and firm everywhere else he touches."You think you're the only one who's been marked?" he growls against my neck as he rips down my panties. The second I kick them off, his hand cups my pussy in a way that feels like claiming. "You think you haven't done the same to me?"My head is swimming with pleasure. Just his touch on the surface, just that press of his hand against my heat, has my lashes fluttering closed and my lips parting in soft gasps. "Wh... what? What are you talking about?""I had a meeting today." Viktor kisses a fiery path down to the tops of my swollen breasts. My bra is barely containing them at this point; I'm gonna need to replace it with a maternity version soon. "Had to deal with this desperate cougar who keeps try

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    AnnaI'm angry.No, scratch that.I'm fucking pissed.At my mother, yeah, because—well, I've been pissed at her my whole cursed life. But more than that by several orders of magnitude is the single name pounding through me with every beat of my pulse.Viktor.To steal a phrase from Ophelia: how dare he? How dare he collar me like some fucking mutt? I didn't consent to this shit!Consent. Ha! Does he even know what that is? Or does he just dance through life openly manipulating everyone and everything into doing what he wants?That thought makes me freeze in my tracks.Did he manipulate me into believing that he was some kind of hero, just to get in my pants? I'd believe it if anyone told me that's exactly what happened. The Viktor I met at the premiere and the Viktor currently lording over my every inch of existence seem like two entirely different people.I find charm attractive. Smiles. A great sense of humor.I don't sleep with insufferable egos.The back of my mind whispers, Colli

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    Anna"Viktor," I hear myself whine. "Viktor, please..."Those strong hands smooth down my back until they hook into the waistband of my sweatpants and panties. He doesn't let go of my nipple with his mouth as he slides both items down my thighs and drops them in a pile at our feet.Part of me feels

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    AnnaSeveral pierogies and a crisp salad later, Viktor and I are laughing over a joke he heard Nik tell one of his men. "It's even better in Russian." He sips on his water, still chuckling. "Fuck, I gotta remember that one for Rina.""Do you speak Russian?" Almost immediately, I want to kick myself

  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

    AnnaWe both hear the front door open. Asya smiles at me knowingly while I start to panic.“Keep at it, moya docha,” she mutters to me on her way to the cabinets. “I’ll set the table.”It’s a longer moment than I expect before Viktor appears in the archway of the kitchen. He’s sniffing the air with

  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

    AnnaAn hour later, Asya and I are busting up laughing while I utterly fail at stuffing the dough for meaty pierogies. I’m either overfilling or rolling the dough too thin, because the membrane keeps breaking no matter how delicately I handle it.“You’re doing much better than I did when I first le

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