Brielle Clarke~•~“Can I?” My eyes dropped down to my knees and as soon as he nodded, I let the egg fall. I felt empty but it was better that way because I was going to get tempted and go against his orders.He removed the knives that were still on him, placing them on the table, then he undid his belt. “You have the honors.”My legs were basically shaking from being overstimulated but my hand worked quickly in undoing his buttons. I let his pants fall and I pulled his briefs down. His dick sprung out, slapping me in the face. He was hard as fuck.Because I did not get to touch it the last time I saw it, my hand trailed down his length, massaging his balls. Behind us, I could hear Matt panting heavily. He was still alive, but I wondered what Maxim did to him.I was not as interested in finding out as I was in getting Maxim off.I brought my mouth closer to his hard length, then I looked up at him through my lashes. “I have never done this before.”“Good. I will be your first everythi
Brielle Clarke~•~I knew it was going to be a long night. I just didn’t know how long it would be.Matt had to be a deranged person because instead of begging for his life to be spared, he was sporting a hard-on.And he was not even embarrassed about it.I did not have much time to dwell on it because I felt Maxim raise my dress past my ass, revealing my pussy to him as I was still bent over the desk, staring straight at Matt.Maxim was even sicker for this.“Do you remember my exact words?” He asked, his finger tracing up and down my slit, gathering my wetness.I could barely even think straight. “No.”“I am going to fuck you in front of him,” he reminded me, “then I am going to fuck you again with his blood on my shirt.”I wanted to reply but my mouth fell open and my eyes rolled back when he suddenly shoved two fingers inside me, rendering me speechless. His fingers moved in and out at a fast pace and I could hear how wet I was, making it easy for a third finger to slip in easily.
Brielle Clarke ~•~Maxim did not fail to keep his promise. When we got home that night, he fucked me again with Matt’s blood on his shirt. For some sick reason, I found it hot.He even went rougher than before, choking and biting me everywhere that I didn’t know when I passed out.When I woke up, I was in Maxim’s bed, naked but thoroughly cleaned. Being alone on the bed, I looked to the side to see that it was almost three in the afternoon. Damn, just how much did Maxim tire me out?The first time I was in his room, I had been too occupied with arguing, and last night, I had been too occupied with having sex with him.Now, as I took my time to properly look around, I was not surprised to see that all his walls were painted black. The couch opposite the bed was also black, so as was the furniture in the room.I shook my head and tried to sit up, wincing when I felt a sharp pain between my legs. Fuck.I stood up anyway. Dashing into Maxim’s bathroom, I took a very long shower, not sto
Brielle Clarke ~•~Thankfully, I didn’t have to do the famous walk of shame.Well, I did it but no one was around to see me.When I went back in my room and got dressed properly, I was tempted to stay in but the growling of my stomach had me dashing down the stairs to the kitchen.It was five so it was not dinner time yet and I’d missed breakfast and lunch. “Are there any leftovers?” I asked as I walked in, stopping in my tracks when I saw that Debbie was in the kitchen talking to Marina.I felt betrayed.Both by Maxim and Marina. “Oh hey, Bri.” Marina turned to look at me. “You’ve been out a while so I kept your plate for you.”It was a nice deed but she was just talking to Debbie. Debbie was a bitch and all I could focus on was her. She snorted at Marina’s words. “What? Did the boss fuck her into oblivion?”“Fuck her?” “Look at her neck.”Marina’s gaze settled on my neck and her eyes went wide. I didn’t know how bad the marks were but I knew they must be bad. Maxim acted like a c
Maxim Vasiliev~•~I did not care if Brielle thought I was an asshole because I was and there was no denying it and I also wanted her to face the harsh truth. “You do not hate me. You just want to own me.” I pointed out. “You’re just as possessive as I am.”She gritted her teeth, looking at me with a sneer. I had to give it to her though. She was brave for walking into my office to cuss at me without fear of the consequences. As she stared at me now, I could tell she did not care. I liked the newly found fire ignited in her. It was hot.I liked it when she was stubborn. It made me want to fuck her into submission.“When my father brought you here, do you remember what he said?”I was certain she remembered but she just stared at me blankly. “He said I could marry you or use you as my personal bitch. Guess what option I went with.”Her eyes watered as if she just came to a realization, but she refused to let the tears fall, no. She wanted to be strong. I was happy to be a part of her
Brielle Clarke~•~ I had been acting all tough but as soon as I was back in my room, I broke down.I may not have meant it when I said it before but I hated Maxim Vasiliev and his entire existence. I could not deny my attraction to him. Maybe, it was because he was the first man to give me attention so I fell for him like a fool meanwhile he was only using me.He did not care about my feelings. He had the nerve to insult me and still tell me he could take me if he wanted to. And calling me his property? Was I an object?The worst part of it was that I was stuck here. I did not have anywhere else to go. I did not have anyone to talk to. I had two sisters but they never treated me as such. I had a fucked up life and I hated it.I did not have a family. I did not have any friends. Hell, I didn’t even know the woman who birthed me. My life was a fucking mess.I didn’t know how long I’d been in bed, but when I finally stood up, the first thing I did was cover up the hickeys he had given
Maxim Vasiliev~•~Brielle had been actively avoiding me again, rightfully so. Any woman with the least bit of decency would avoid me too.Being a mafia boss, I had no time to tend to women’s feelings, especially when there was a family out there trying to get rid of mine.After I caught the men that tried to ambush us after the ball, they had been pretty quiet, not making any more moves against my life.But I knew it wouldn’t be long before they strike again. They were also pretty good at hiding and it was a good thing for them because if I were to find out their location, I’d wipe out every last one of them.While my father handed over this mafia to me, I took it to where it currently was. We were the most feared American-Russian mafia. Hell, we were the most feared mafia in America and a stupid Russian thought the best way to display their show of power was to come after me.They had drawn a battle line that I was sure to cross.Asides that, I also had businesses to run. I had a ch
Brielle Clarke ~•~I’d never run this fast in my life but I’d been looking forward to Mikhail’s homecoming. It had barely been three days since he told me he would be back and I was more than happy about his arrival.When I reached upstairs, he was in the living room talking with some of the men. I didn’t care that I interrupted as I ran toward him. He saw me and wore a big smile on his face as he ditched the other men.I jumped on him with more enthusiasm than necessary and he laughed, wrapping his arms around my waist as he picked me up and spun me around. I joined him in laughing.“Damn,” he whistled when he dropped me back on the floor. “Who would have thought you’d miss me like that? I might just leave often so you’d hug me like that every time.”“Shut up,” I said with a blush.He held my hand and made me give him a spin. “You’re also filling out. I’m guessing Maxim is making you eat. He has an obsession with that.”That was true. Even if I never came down to eat, he made sure I