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
Brielle Clarke ~•~I had a lot of decisions to make so I was not surprised when I didn’t have a wink of sleep last night. While I thought about the situation of my family, most of my thoughts revolved around the man that had sworn to keep me as his.I had a hard time deciding what to do about him. It was not like I could just shut down my feelings or my attraction to him. Hell, I could not stop myself from getting wet at the sight of him.I wanted him to touch me so desperately that I even found myself pathetic. I could not fathom how my mind worked. I hated him but I wanted him. And I wanted to have him.Living with my family, I was not allowed to leave the house until I was twenty. I never got to have the kind of fun my siblings did. I never got to do what I wanted. It was always what my father or my mother or my siblings wanted. It was never about me.Now, I was free from their shackles and I was able to do what I wanted. It sounded shallow but at the moment, what I wanted was Ma
Brielle Clarke~•~The first lick had my legs trembling, making Maxim smile smugly up at me.I could not say anything. I could only watch breathlessly as he pulled me closer to him so that my ass was hanging half out of the table. He placed both of my legs over his shoulder and gave me another nice lick.“Fuck.” I couldn’t help but cuss as I held onto the table tightly.Without warning, Maxim started to devour me. His tongue slipped inside my pussy as he tongue fucked me, while his hands held my legs tightly when I tried to close my legs.The pleasure was overwhelming. I didn’t know whether to push him away or bury his head in my cunt. He made the decision for me as he released one of my legs and his fingers joined the assault of my pussy.His fingers separated my pussylips while his mouth sucked on my clit. He ate me out like he was a starved man; like I was his last meal.Two fingers entered me smoothly and my eyes rolled back. “Oh, God.”Maxim did not allow me time to breathe prope