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AvaHe wasn't wearing a condom. I let him inside me without wearing a condom. Panic flares in my chest, and my body goes completely motionless on top of him.Fuck.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.How could I have been so caught up in what we were doing that I didn't even notice until he mentioned it?"Ava" My name on his lips, is firm yet soothing. "You're shaking."Am I?I hadn't noticed."I'm not on birth control. I haven't been on it since I was sixteen."My gaze drops to where we're connected, and a shiver sweeps through me."Shit," He grinds out harshly, flexing his hand around my hips. "Are you okay with this? Do you want me to get a condom?"Did I?My pussy flutters and I let out a small whimper. I'm almost all the way around him. I could move and have him go fetch a condom. But I don't.Because I don't want to.I don't want anything between us.I only want him.I sink further. His hold on my hips tightens and a low hiss drags straight from inside him."Ava baby, I do not think I ca
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Last Updated : 2024-10-17Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter Two: The Intruder
AVA I believe you have something that belongs to me. His words linger in the air for only a second before gasps erupt from the audience. My heart hammered against my ribs, and I blinked at the intruder in disbelief. His? What was he talking about? My gaze finds my father. He stands frozen, his lips slightly parted and eyes wide with shock as he looks at the man who called himself Nikolai. “What is going on Marcus!” Alessandro roared, his rage-filled gaze fixed on my father. His face filled with rage. A smile peaked at the corner of the intruder’s lips as he shoved his hands into his pocket. “It’s quite simple, Alessandro. You’ve been played.” Played? As if snapped from a trance My father looked up, his gaze finding mine amid the chaos. Remorse clouded his features. “Forgive me, Ava.” my father says, giving me an apologetic look. My brows knitted together as a slow wave of dread settled at the pit of my stomach, “What have you done?” “It was a long time ago.”
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Last Updated : 2024-10-17Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter four: The wedding night
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Last Updated : 2024-10-18Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter Five: First day in Hell.
Ava I hardly get any sleep throughout the night. Each time my eyes fluttered shut, Nikolai’s face would emerge from the darkness, just inches from mine, the words he said yesterday lingering in the space between our barely touching lips. I had spent the majority of the night reminiscing about the events of my botched birthday turned wedding day trying to make sense of my current situation. Letting out a disgruntled groan, I turn away from the harsh rays of sunlight streaming in from my windows. Everything was so confusing. My entire life had changed. Everything I knew had been ripped out from under my feet and without an anchor, I had come crashing down into a pile of confusion and uncertainty. Nothing about my life felt real anymore. In the last twenty-four hours, I had gone from birthday girl to wife-to-be, and now I was married to a man whom I barely knew anything about and trapped in his house. Could my life get any worse? The low rumble of my stomach forces me out o
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Ava The walls of Nikolai's office are cloaked in a deep charcoal that blends seamlessly into the dark wood design, creating an intense atmosphere. The shelves are filled with all kinds of books, new and old, all turned to the spine. The books are arranged in such precise colour coordination that they look a bit too perfect. The space is much bigger than I expected it to be and I'm almost consumed by its vastness. A large mahogany desk stands at the centre of it all, polished to a gleam with neatly stacked papers arranged on each side, and not a single paper document out of place. A sleek black leather chair stands just behind the desk, its high back giving off an air of authority against the soft glow of the crystal chandelier above the room. Nikolai occupies the chair, matte-framed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose as his pen moves frantically over a document, his brows furrowing in concentration. In the last twenty minutes I've been seated opposite this man
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Married To The Russian Mafia Boss No More Secrets
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