登入'I'm going to fucking kill him.'I roared, hurling the burner cell phone across my office to smash against the wall.'Pres, Pres, what the fuck?'Liam came running, skidding to a stop when he saw the shattered phone.'I should have known he would betray me like this.'I snarled and pointed to the legal papers on my desk.'She wants a divorce, says she was never allowed to be 'herself' and wants to be allowed to choose her own way from now on, and that fucking traitor is helping her.'Cormack, Keane and Sean follow Liam into my office and close the door behind them.'He had set her up for this, I knew it, the Prospects tell me his oldest son has been sniffing around her, so he wants me out of the picture.''Liam, you are my Enforcer, bring that traitorous bastard in. I want him in my dungeons by the weekend. I want him alive so he can learn what a painful lesson betraying me is.''Pres, hang on, Jameson is a powerful man with a lot of sway over the people of this town. If we bring him
'What the hell had I just done?'I was sitting in my place at the table, looking at plate after plate of delicious gourmet food and barely tasting any of it. I had just allowed the gorgeous stranger sitting next to me to fuck me in his parents' restroom.'What the fuck had I been thinking?'I had never been this reckless, ever in my life. Not only was I still technically married to Killian, even though I was trying to extricate myself from that, because I wanted to regain my own autonomy. Instead, like a lovesick teenager, I had given myself to the first hot guy I had met.Keeping my eyes down, I was mortified by my behaviour, especially as he had the nerve to come and sit down as if nothing had happened. Turning to charm the older woman, who was a friend of his mother, making her blush with his flattery. 'I had to get out of here.'I thought, blinking away the tears that gathered behind my eyes.I was so ashamed of my behaviour. When the woman asked Maxime to show her where the res
I was standing by the fireplace, wondering how I had let my mother persuade me to attend one of her boring dinner parties, when my father entered the room with one of the guests. I looked up, preparing to make my excuses and get the hell out of the house, when my eyes collided with stunning silver grey ones. I had never seen eyes that colour before, and the woman they belonged to was perfect. She was petite, but her gorgeous body had everything in the right place, if the short black dress she was wearing was anything to go by. My cock was standing to attention, so hard it was pressing painfully against the zip in my dress pants. All I could think of was getting this little beauty out of her designer dress and on her knees so she could wrap those inviting cupid's bow lips around it. My father steered her away from me and out into our formal gardens, but I had seen the look in those eyes when they locked onto mine, and a slow smile spread across my face. She had felt it too, and when I
Going to dinner at the huge, magnificent mansion where Jameson and his family live makes me gasp out loud. As the driver pulls the car up to the front of it, I can only stare in awe at the beautifully designed, ornate concrete pillars and the stunning carved oak door standing open, with Jameson and his wife walking forward to greet me. I was glad I had chosen to dress up. The older couple in front of me are dressed to the nines, and the fitted black Chanel dress I put on is perfect for the evening. I had teamed the dress with pretty four-inch matching Chanel heels and had taken time with my hair and make-up. Jameson walked toward me and hugged me tightly.'Thank you for coming, beautiful tigress.'I giggle at his use of my MC nickname, and my smile is still in place when he turns.'This is my wife Eileen.'He introduces and then leads us both into the entrance, where I am so overcome by the stunning vista before me that I stop and gape. The ceilings are high and adorned with incredib
'Thanks for letting me know, Jameson.'I replaced the receiver of my landline and gazed out of the window. I knew Tavisha would not be happy that I had my guards watching her every move as well as my close friends. Jameson had just been telling me about the conversation he had with her and his dinner invitation. I missed her so much, and my body was having withdrawal symptoms. I found myself taking cold showers most nights with my rock-hard cock in my hand, beating one off to the pictures in my head of my beautiful wife. When I heard she had enrolled in college, I was furious. I had hoped she would work out her problems quickly and return to my side, but by doing this, it was clear she intended to stay away longer. Sighing, I returned to my work, but I could not stop my mind wandering, trying to find a way to bring her back without forcing the issue.I have sent two of my youngest looking Prospects to enrol at the college,e and as the
Okay, so being rich and living in a luxurious penthouse apartment was nice, very nice in fact.'Oh, who am I kidding?'I thought to myself, I was bored out of my mind. I was so used to having lots of people around me, first as the Bratva Princess, then as Killian's wife, then as Santino's woman. I had always been surrounded by people, and now I was all alone. It was the silence that was getting to me. I was used to noise, but being alone, I was met with silence day in and day out, and I discovered I hated it. I gazed out of my floor-to-ceiling windows at the early morning view of the city. Below me, people hurried to their workplaces, like ants rushing here and there. 'At least they had a purpose.'I thought resentfully, and then my eyes went wide.'Dear God, I was so stupid. Why hadn't I thought of this before? I would get a job, and hopefully that would lead to my having a social life.'I told my reflection and grabbed my laptop quickly, typing in a search for suitable jobs. Unfortun
The nightclub was bouncing.Solaris was the newest, hippest place to be.Anybody who was anybody was here for tonight's opening.'So, where else would I, Tavisha Khushanov, spoiled, pampered daughter of the billionaire Bratva Pakhan, a true Bratva Principessa, be?'My best friend, Svetlana, joked a
I knew Matteo wanted me. I knew he had asked Santino to give me to him, and the Grand Don had laughed at his plea and refused him. I think he even loved me a little,
Rory arrived ten minutes later, his bright carrot red hair stuck up all over his head as if he had stuck his hand in an electric socket. 'The bastard is going to double-cross you, Boss.'He says, plonking himself down on a chair and putting his laptop on my desk before flipping it open. Pressing
I lean back in my expensive, custom-made leather chair, steepling my fingers, narrowing my eyes at the man facing me. Pavel Khushanov is the Bratva Pakhan, and my MC has worked with them for decades. My father with his father, and my Grandfather with his Grandfather, the last two started things as







