LOGINDonatella shook her head. “I don’t want to go out. I just want time with you. I want to make love with you. That’s what I want.” Mikhail’s expression softened, almost apologetic. “Speaking of which… it’s been long. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” He kissed her forehead, sprayed cologne, and he
Ariana arched into his touch, her breath catching as his fingers brushed against her core. “Fuck,” he groaned, his fingers finding her already wet and eager. “You’re dripping for me, aren’t you?” She moaned, her head falling back into the pillow as he rubbed her clit, his fingers circling faster,
SAINTS PETERSBURG, RUSSIA (THE BRATVA'S EMPIRE) (ALEXEI'S SUITE) Alexei came out of the bathroom, towel draped around his neck, only to find Ariana lying on his bed, dressed in something deliberately sinful. She posed lazily, one leg crossed over the other, looking at him with a slow grin. He chu
“Do not let them go!” Mikhail shouted. The Bratva surged forward, chasing down the fleeing enemies. Then Mikhail turned, scanning desperately. “Ella! Ella!” “Over here.” He spun. Donatella was approaching with Savannah, Natalia, and Adrian. Savannah was heavily pregnant, barely able to walk, s
VYBORG SEAPORT, RUSSIA The seaport was eerily empty, the darkness of the night swallowing everything except the distant sound of waves crashing against metal docks. Containers towered like silent giants, shadows stretching endlessly across the concrete. Donatella stood stiff beside Mikhail, her f
Alexei chuckled. “Yeah… about two weeks now.” He gestured for the men to follow, leading them to the guards’ quarters. ************ Meanwhile, Mikhail and Donatella were in the penthouse, eating dinner and watching TV. Donatella laughed and shook her head. “You’re such a cold man, Mikhail. Why wou







