The Devil Billionaire Series

Is That Viagra?Boris Volkov's funeral was the most expensive ever in Las Vegas, and the most scandalous too.The affluent billionaire in his seventies died with an erection which refused to come down hours later when he was being cremated."Is it that gramps popped more Viagra pills or something? I must say, it's quite massive. Wonder whom he was trying to fuck."The eldest granddaughter of the famous Volkov family whispered to her cousin who adjusted her expensive shades and muttered in the same tone,"Who else? We all know that he was banging the slut of a maid. See, she's pretending to weep."Two pairs of eyes in dark shades turned to the petite frame in a black dress with brown hair and ombre highlights.Her threadbare dress which did nothing to hide her curves stood out like a sore thumb in the midst of custom-made designers' suits and jewelry."Tsk tsk, Elena truly is shameless, I wonder if..."The voice of the eldest granddaughter was cut off by the minister who led in the fun

It was strange to wake up in the bed where Mikhail had shared illicit passionate nights with Elena.That was years ago, before he had stood against his father and married the family maid, only to have her walk all over his heart.But now, things were different, and he was going to ensure that she got that into her pretty head.The tall muscular CEO of chains of companies worth billions of dollars walked down the grand stairs early in the morning, his amber pupils searching for a certain curvy petite woman."Morning, son. Hope you slept well? It's still difficult to adjust to...everything."His stepmother, Rena Volkov, was a beautiful woman, but unlike his late mom, she had turned a blind eye to her husband's numerous affairs.Mikhail nodded and pulled out a seat for her at the head of the table, going to the other end, just as the rest of the family staggered to breakfast table."I really need the coffee strong today, I could barely sleep with all the stench of smoke outside.""Same h

One glance at that flawless olive skin, those soft round tits he had spent hours worshiping, that soft mound of shaved flesh where he buried himself until heat covered his skin, And the powerful CEO forgot his own need to breathe. His groin hardened painfully, twitching against his crisply tailored pants. Amber pupils darkened to the shade of bourbon, and he felt drunk in lust, pulled by the temptation of her alluring body. In the three years of their separation, he had lusted and dreamt of this moment, but nothing fucking came close to reality. Elena was all woman, sexier, bolder, a fucking femme fatale. And she took a step towards him, those red cherry lips pouted like a dangerous forbidden fruit. "What are you waiting for? Isn't it why you asked me to take off my clothes, or you can't get it up anymore?" That fucking witch. She taunted him with that voice that sounded like sin, and Mikhail almost took the bait. In his head, he had her against the wall, taking her to pound

"What. The. Hell. Are. You. Doing?" Interesting, Mikhail had a vein that popped out on his forehead when he was angry. Elena Taylor took her time adjusting the napkin and picking up the glass of red wine before she asked, "Whatever do you mean? Oh! I had to go to a boutique and get some clothes, then I stopped to buy a car. Thanks for the credit card, and mmm, this wine tastes divine!" She shut her eyes briefly to savor the taste, baring her smokey eyelids and blood red lipstick which made her lips fuller, plumper, More...inviting. Mikhail Volkov wasn't nearly drunk, but he felt fucking intoxicated inhaling her powerful seductive perfume and watching that face which looked too damn sexy. He leaned closer to her, clenching his fists as he growled in a dangerously low voice. "You know exactly what I mean. This isn't the fucking dress you are supposed to wear and...you look like a hooker in that makeup; go to the bathroom and wash it off." Elena's lips lifted in a smirk, and she

Blood,The color of crimson red, the thick odor of metal and bruises plunging into her weak shattered system.Her sister lay in a pool of her own blood, her bones broken and hanging in the air, while her boyfriend fought for his life in the ICU."It's your fault that our only child is this way! You should have been in his place!""Elena, how could you do this to your own sister? You don't deserve to be alive!""You will never know happiness, you will be haunted by the guilt of your own sins. Isn't it a wonder that your kid chose to die rather than be born in your stale stomach?"Her stale stomach,Her useless disgusting body.She didn't deserve to smile after all the lives she had ruined.It would be better if she gave up on hoping for what she didn't merit, and focused on the punishment that awaited her,Her shitty life.She would take it all; the insults and spankings,More spankings, from that large palm and sharp stern features..."Yes, Mikhail, punish me. I need more..."***"Oh