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FLIRTING WITH THE DEVIL

Penulis: VANTA PEN
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-26 05:14:00

ILYA.

Ivan's words drummed against my ears, but those weren't the nerve-wracking feelings that got to me.

It was none other than the mischievous glint present in Pavel's gaze, his devilish smirk, and wide grin; his eyebrows danced, enjoying the misery he had put me through.

“Please, sit in place and lock your belts in, as we will soon brace for impact.” A blaring voice from the speakers echoed loudly.

Ivan sat in the chair right next to Pavel, and I watched Pavel tuck in his belt. If I had not
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  • THE BRATVA KING’S PET {MXM}   DARK PAST

    ILYAI had seen gruesome scenes. I had seen men killed and men killing; hell, I'd seen death more than I had seen ribbons my entire life, but that… that was the most devilish and brutal death that had come apart.I wasn't certain if it was the blood spattered over Pavel's body, the flesh that clung to his skin and clothes, or if it was the bashed-out and beaten remains of the body on the floor that jolted a nerve in me.I opened the door to the bathroom, dipped my head into the sink, and puked out my contents. I gagged again, retching more and more until my tummy hurt, and my lungs contracted.My head dropped as I turned on the faucet, washing my face thoroughly in whatever was left of the substance there.My belly churned as I hit my back against the wall, trying to shove away the thoughts. The image.But worse still, I heard those words... about me. About my father. The accusations thrown my way.I gagged again, but this time I had nothing left in me to puke, but I felt myself spira

  • THE BRATVA KING’S PET {MXM}   HAMMER ON HIS SKULL

    PAVELWork was a distraction for me. From a lot of things. Turned out today my distraction was in some way not serving its purpose.I tapped at the tablet resting in my lap, constantly drumming my fingers against it, both legs crossed. All morning I had done my best. But it wasn't working; Ilya had somehow managed to etch that godawful impression of his smudged into my brain.I'm fucked. Screwed over in worse ways than one, he hadn't killed me. He was asleep when I had woken, and unlike him, I had hurried my way out of the room.I was beginning to become confused; I didn't like that. He was my enemy; his father was the reason for my despair; I couldn't let a blowjob, a little foreplay with knives and cock cloud my judgement.A knock settled on the door, jolting me away from my thoughts. I ran my tongue over my lower dry lips.“Come in,” I ordered, and the door pushed open. The head of security made his way in. He looked edgy in a way that bothered me. He wasn't the type to put on a fu

  • THE BRATVA KING’S PET {MXM}   HIDE AND SEEK

    ILYAFucking him wasn't on the list, neither was spewing that nonsense I had spoken as he fitted his cock into me.But it worked anyway; he was stone cold asleep. I gulped as I trailed my line of sight from his eyes down to his jaw, his pecs… well-carved abs and torso. I lingered a bit around the V shape beneath his belly toward the hips, and there it was… his cock, naked for me to see and feel; even when soft, it wasn't in any way small.Shrugging and shaking my head, I pulled away from the bed, grabbed some wet wipes to wipe off every trail of cum on my body. I knew I needed a bath, but I had no time.“Pavel?” I called toward him slowly, waiting for him to flinch or groan or wake, but nothing.I tapped him slowly again; nothing came, and a part of me felt twisted. He trusted me enough to sleep like this? Without any protection of any sort? There was a stitched wound on his chest to prove that I was the last person he should sleep lazily around, but once again, being an egoistic assh

  • THE BRATVA KING’S PET {MXM}   FUCKED IN THE ASS

    PAVEL’S POVMy eyes darkened with lust as his eyes locked with mine, his teeth grazing against the leather material of my pants. I lifted my ass into the air, granting him access to tug them down slowly and seductively, like a predator. His eyes didn't leave mine.My cock flopped against my abs, a bead of precum at the tip, as he poked out his tongue, lapping against it hungrily; a low groan escaped my lips as I grabbed a fistful of his hair as he lowered himself before me.I manspread, parting my legs wider for him to crawl into, and he did; his mouth inched closer, and in one swift move, he pulled me closer to him.“Fuckkk,” I groaned, letting loose all the tenseness I had felt for the day while he was missing.He struggled to keep up with me, but what seemed impossible for him brought an amused smirk to my lips.“You'll hurt those pretty lips of yours, baby; you know I'm huge; it won't fit,” I mumbled, half stroking my own ego, and he grumbled something against me.I could feel h

  • THE BRATVA KING’S PET {MXM}   SPIT ON MY COCK

    PAVELMy body moved on its own accord as I grabbed his head, slamming it against the couch next to him. Seething with rage. I was out for three days; he left me and returned to say bullshit like this?“Where were you?” I asked, my mind racing at the thought that he refused to leave because of Aleksei; after all, he stabbed me because of him.“Up and about,” he muttered, wincing from pain, but he hadn't fought back; he remained in the same position, my hands against his head.“You don't think I will forgive you, did you?” I asked again; a nauseating feeling attacked my lungs as soon as he nodded.Why was he not saying anything? Those sharp words below his tongue, where were they? Why wasn’t he causing a fuss on purpose?“Fuck, Ilya. Say something!” I snapped, letting go of his hair; he stood to his feet, smiling in a manner that made my skin crawl.“Anything in particular you'd like to hear?” He asked, batting his eyelashes in my direction with a coy smile strapped to his lips.“Yes, h

  • THE BRATVA KING’S PET {MXM}   BRATVA KINGS RUIN

    ILYAA week. Seven bloody days. One hundred and sixty-eight fucking hours.And not a single glimpse of him.I should be relieved. I should be grateful that he finally left me alone, gave me space to breathe, to think. But instead, my mind had been a prison, tormenting me with questions I didn’t want answers to.Why hadn’t he come back?Was he disgusted? Embarrassed? Pitying me now that he knew the dirty secret of my past? Was he finally coming to terms with the fact that I was disgusting? A child whose father had watched as his friends had touched the most private part of my body?No. Pavel Zaitsev didn’t pity. He didn’t care. He took what he wanted and discarded the rest. He wasn't home because he had something else to tend to. I bet he cared less about whatever past traumas I could have.And yet, something felt… off.I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers curling against the sheets, the weight of silence pressing down on me like chains. The air in the penthouse was stale, thick wi

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