로그인ATLASSwinging the door to the car open, I hopped into the back seat, Evgeny’s rigid posture seated tight next to me.“Today’s a weekend, but I doubt that’s the reason you had me brought here,” I said, losing half the zeal I had. He tapped at the driver’s seat, the partition rolling up between us, giving us the necessary privacy needed as the drive began, a smooth jazz playing from speakers.“Poison?” Evgeny asked, but I could hear him; he seemed to be losing every strand of his patience.“You asked me to do what I deemed fit with him, so yes, I did. Any issues here?” I asked. He whipped forward, hands wrapped around my throat, chest pinned to mine.“When I asked you to punish him as you deem fit, I said nothing of the sort of poison. If you harm my son... I would not end with your life again, and then I have to go after those ones you deem to be so in love with... Hunter... and theo...”“I fucking dare you. I’ll rip out your fucking spine and feed it to you raw ... breathe a word of
ATLASPain throbbed in my thighs, each tapping of my feet against the floor sounding as I scrolled through my phone, desperately trying to get my act in line.I’d woken up to pain in my thigh; he’d cut me… just twice? I mean… he did outsmart me, but even then I would have done way worse… could have cut off his fucking yapping tongue. Well, happy fucking married life to me.My ears perked up, and I fought hard to keep a smile off my face…to keep my face straight as his feet plodded on the floorboards. His rhythm… I’d known it by heart, even without turning.“Fucking pest,” he grumbled, a frown on his face, looking bitter as ever as he walked into my line of sight.Slowly, I raised my eyes from my phone, watching him sit across from me in the huge dining room, the space between us even more than enough to keep my plan in place.“Good morning to you too, husband. Isn’t it good to see that you didn’t fulfill your duties last night?” I asked, turning my head, watching the frown on his fac
DAMIENMy heart shattered, watching the devil incarnate smile. All fucking pearly sets of teeth flashing right at me, his eyes having a stare... he ruined me with those words and he fucking knew it.Shit. Fuckkk…He leaned forward, pressing a kiss on my lips. I shoved him off and he fell at my side, laughing again... this was... fun to him.My breaths thick, I trembled in anger, and pain. Evgeny... that fucking bastard, he'd do this to me... he'd fucking keep him up? He knew. He knew damn well how I felt for him, how much I pining after him for years... he'd give the devil what I wanted, was this his sick idea of getting back at me?“If you touch him... if you dare touch him. No... I won't even let you get a fucking chance.” I swallowed real hard, my heart racing, I felt so cold... so lonely... so... shattered.“Well I'm stuck in his marriage, and I'm going nowhere, not when your daddy’s begging for it.” He mused, laughing, watching me in his thralldom.“Lay a finger on my father, and
ATLAS.I love dick, I love sucking it, touching it, choking on it, or fucking someone with it. I loved the feel of the veins, the smoothness of a cockhead, the feeling of warmth and tightness as I pushed past the tightness of a man's ass. Though...Shit, and here I was getting a hard-on, eyeing my father-in-law with drool at the lips as he stood, a wine glass in my hands, watching him move through the crowd with practiced elegance, a sort of aura emanating from him. Couldn't it be the weekend yet?“You keep staring at that old mug like you think you have the hots for him, and not me.” Damien’s grating, agitating voice whispered into my ears. I turned my head in his direction with a sigh. Of course he had to be grinning.We signed the papers, done the necessities, and this seemed to be a safe resort for the brave. All sorts of famous and most powerful men stood in this room, congratulating us, others questioning where I was from and why the rush to marry.“Absolute nonsense. I am bore
DAMIENMy teeth clenched, my hands in my pockets, as I stormed towards Evgeny’s room, shoving the door open without any prior notice.“A wedding? Seriously? What is that bullshit about? What on earth are you up to? How can you keep making slutty plans like this, time after time? Are you fucking serious now?”“Manners,” he exclaimed, cutting my words short.I shuddered, a chill sweeping down my spine.“Sorry, father,” I grumbled, anger thrumming in me.He turned, finally slapping the wristwatches firmly onto his wrist. His eyes locked on mine. He took slow steps,finally standing barely inches away from me.“Well… a marriage is better, isn’t it? You’ve spent your whole time whoring yourself around, indulging in all sorts, forgetting whose heir you are… forgetting what position you hold.”“But… a marriage… do you have any idea what that means?” I asked, trying to keep my tone as calm as possible, digging my teeth into my lip, frowns etched onto my features.He curled up his eyebrow in a
ATLASThe door slammed shut, leaving the Pakhan’s rich scent of leather and smoke lingering in the cold air… and my heart pounding like a fucking drum against my ribs.I stared down at my palm. It still felt hot from shaking his.Fuck… what the hell did I just do? Getting married to some Bratva heir I didn't even know, pulling up to Theo and Hunter’s wedding in five months with a whole fake husband on my arm, and fucking his dangerous, grey-bearded father every weekend?"Shit… what the fuck am I getting into?.” I muttered to myself, dragging a hand down my face. I barely had time to process it before the heavy lock turned again. A sharp screech filled the room, and the door swung open. Two men stepped in first, their hands resting on their holstered guns, followed by the fucking stripper from the club… the Pakhan’s son.Except he wasn't naked anymore.He was wearing a black silk shirt, unbuttoned way too low, showing off dark raven tattoos sprawling across his chest and waist… and
HUNTERMy pretty little cockwhore looked really disturbed. The emotions conflicting on his face were the highlight of my day. Getting beat up was worth this shit.“Fuck you, I’m not sucking your cock.” He spat angrily, just like I had expected. It was some sort of dynamic—Theo could lie all he want
.THEO“Welcome to our latest recruit. You all should help him settle in. He passed the drill test, durability test, and every other test,” Coach praised, his eyes filled with satisfaction as he spoke in high praise of Hunter, who stood grinning at me like a madman.“He played before? His previous
ATLAS.He had been sleeping all morning. His phone buzzed for the seventh time in a row and I felt my patience snap as I ended the call, proceeding to switch off the phone. I hadn’t stopped him when the stupid druggie had passed him those pills. He looked desperate, like he needed an outlet.Shit,
THEOTWO YEARS LATERI groaned, blood dripping down from the side of my cheek, my eyes rolling in my head, the sharp sting of pain blurring my senses.“Shit! Did I hit you hard?” Jamal asked with a little giggle, rolling his eyes in his head as he laughed hard now.I cursed beneath my breath, uncuf







