MasukThe auction was a necessary evil. Every six months, the most powerful players in the city gathered to trade, barter, and display their power. Weapons. Territory. Information. Sometimes, more... exotic commodities. I'd attended dozens of these events. They were part of the life I'd chosen, part of the empire I'd built with blood and ruthlessness but tonight, I'd be bringing Kendra.I didn't fully understand why. The rational part of my brain screamed that it was a mistake. She was too beautiful. She would draw attention. Men would look at her. They would want her, and I would have to kill them.But I wanted to show her my world. The other part of me, the part that had been growing stronger with each passing day, wanted to display her. I wanted everyone in that room to see that she was mine. That I owned the most beautiful woman in the room, and there was nothing they could do about it.I was still wrestling with these thoughts when I heard movement behind me."Whiskey?" Her voice was s
MikelI stood on the corridor of my penthouse thinking about Kendra. It had been three weeks since I brought her here. And she had adjusted to the life I gave her quite easily. But It was clear what her job was. She was mine and mine alone. I took her everyday since the past weeks, and I couldn't get enough.I took a long drag of my cigarette and watched the smoke curl toward the ceiling. Dimitri was right. She was becoming a weakness. I found myself thinking about her during meetings. I remembered the way she said my name when I was buried inside her.It was pathetic, and yet.I crushed the cigarette in the ashtray and walked toward the bedroom. She was exactly as I'd left her, curled on her side with the sheet barely covering her naked body. Her dark hair spilled across the pillow like ink. In sleep, she looked almost peaceful but I knew better.I sat at the edge of the mattress."I know you're awake," I said.She didn't respond."Kendra."Her eyes opened. They were dark and furious
Kendra.Mikel took another step closer. His men stayed by the door, bocking my only way out."I asked you a question," he said. "I... I..." My voice broke. "I didn't mean...."He moved so fast I didn't even see it. His hand was around my throat and he was slamming me against the wall. My head cracked against the plaster and I saw stars."Please," I gasped. "Please don't...""Don't what?" His fingers tightened. "Don't hurt you? You should have thought about that before you became a thief."I grabbed at his wrist. "I'm sorry," I choked out. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know what else to do. She was dying...""Your stepmother lied to you and you were stupid enough to fall for it."How the fuck did he know that?Tears were streaming down my face now. "I know. I know I was stupid. I know. Please... please I would pay you back.""Oh, you'll pay," he said. "In the way I please."He let go of my throat and I crumpled to the floor, gasping for air. "Get up," he said.I couldn't. He grabbed my
Kendra The night air was cold as I burst out through the club's back exit. My heart was beating so loudly I could hear it in my ears. The ring was in my hand and I couldn't believe I'd actually taken it.What the fuck did I just do?I shoved the ring into my pocket and started walking fast, looking over my shoulder. I kept feeling as if someone was behind me but I kept my head down and walked faster.Candy had told me about this pawn shop once. She said the guy who ran it didn't ask questions. He paid cash and kept his mouth shut. That was exactly what I needed right now.I finally got to the shop and I immediately walked up to the man at the counter who was smoking a cigarette even though there was a sign that said no smoking."I need to sell this," I said, pulling the ring from my pocket. He took the ring and held it up to the light. His eyes narrowed. He looked at me, then back at the ring, then at me again."Where'd you get this?" he asked."It was my grandmother's," I lied. "I
Kendra.I moved towards the center of the room, my hips swaying to the rhythm of the slow music playing in the background. For some reason I wanted to seduce him, I wanted to see the face he makes when he can't hold back anymore.Mikel Orlov watched me as he took a sip of whiskey from his glass cup. "Like what you see?" I asked breathily.His lips curved into an amused smile. "We'll see."I started dancing. I arched my back and ran my hands down my thighs as I slowly rolled my hips. He had to like me, Marcus was going to give me a double cut."Closer," he commanded.I stepped forward and circled his chair, dragging my fingers across his shoulders as I passed. His muscles were hard under the his shirt, and I wanted to feel them some more but he wasn't reacting at all."You're tense," I murmured, leaning down so my lips were close to his ear. "Maybe I can help with that.""And how do you want to help?" he asked, turning so I could feel the breath of his voice on my lips. I walked to
BLURB“Mine.” He growled, pushing me against the wall. His raging hard-on was pressed against me from behind, his calloused fingers brushing against my sensitive skin and I whimpered. He swiftly hiked my dress up, thrusting into me in one ruthless go.“Mikel!” I moaned.“Yes, that's right.” He grunted, fisting my hair. “Moan it. Moan my name because it's the only name you'd ever moan for as long as I breathe.”•••To save her dying stepmother, Kendra Moore, a stripper, decided to steal from the devil himself, Mikel Orlov, the dangerous Mafia lord who hunted his enemies for sport. She seduced him and carted away with what belonged to him. But he found her. Now that he did, Kendra has to choose between working as a slave for a man who turned her on as easily as breathing or die trying to run from him.CHAPTER ONE - A NIGHT IN ECTASYKendra.I swayed around the pole, moving my body slowly to the music. Ectasy
NIAI groaned lowly, shuffling around to get more comfortable as consciousness slowly came to me, my senses awakening. The first thing I felt was the smooth fabric of the bed sheet underneath my skin and the distinct weight of a heavy blanket thrown over me. I could feel a strong, muscular arm wra
NIA My lips parted as my breath left my body in a gasp, the sound raw and ragged. My eyes fluttered as my fingers curled around the mattress, bunching up the fabric in a desperate attempt to still hold onto some semblance of self control. I couldn't help but whimper, my thoughts slowing down to
NIAI swallowed thickly, my throat bobbing up and down as I took in the man before me. He was tall… really tall. The height difference between us was almost ridiculous, honestly. His chest was huge, and his biceps were to die for. My mouth watered at the way his black button-up hugged his firmly
CAMILLA“Make love to me,” I whispered. “All of me. Now.”His breath shuddered out of him. And then he moved.He discarded his pants in a swift motion, his body all hard muscle and taut, desperate control.My eyes traced every inch of him, shoulders, chest, stomach… cock and gods, he was thick, lon







