บททั้งหมดของ His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

**Dinner at my place.** I exit the laboratory the moment we finish the practical chemistry and from a distance, I can hear Lilly rejoicing about how successful it was, practically all she prepared for showed up. Soon we'll start our main exams.The hallway is filled with students who must have finished their own lectures and all. While treading the hallway quietly, aiming to head to my workplace, I see Matt shuffling toward me from a small distance.Okay…He isn’t literally heading toward me because he has already walked past me without sending smiles my way. Not like I care. Matt is just one son of a bitch that follows Mae because of money. What can he give in return except for his dick?I’ve heard Mae talking to Mercy about Matt's cock and that technically girls on the campus follow him around because of his sized cock. That’s the reason Mae accommodated him in her upscale studio apartment because she doesn’t want Matt dipping his sized cock into every pussy he comes by.I don’t kno

**I'm coming for her.** “Sorry gentlemen, let’s proceed with the meeting.” I say when I push the door to Benson’s study open and trail inside. The men spare me a glance. My stride into the study is majestic. I walk like that to show them I can decide what will happen in the next minute. Feds or no Feds I can end whoever I choose to. But this isn’t my territory and I’m not here for conquest. Had it been we’re in Russia these Feds looking everywhere for me will be handled by my boys. Not just them but their families as well. When I got Benson’s message for a brief meeting about what brought me to the states, I made my way here. Surprisingly, I see another man who Benson called the president’s current P. A that came to alert me about their current move against me. My my…this fucking government really wants to lay their hands on me. If anything should happen to me, my boys will unleash their anger and it'll be a war between the government and the ruler of the underworld. “T

***Wounds of the past*** I’m not mindful of the strides I take across the asphalt, leading to the garage of Benson’s house. I’m just cognizant of the hard bulge between my legs. My cock is hard, so hard it’s driving me crazy. This is the second time tonight I feel the strong urge to fuck. Not just to fuck any pussy but Dawn’s pussy. I can tell Mae who’s falling into steps beside me can see the thick bulge in my pants because her eyes is roaming around my body. She’s fawning over me. I can see the light drool from the corners of her mouth. She’s the girl I was supposed to fuck in peace but she thought of outsmarting me and her father by arranging her friend in her place. Too bad, I’m not only interested in having her friend’s pussy but I want to keep her as mine. As my ultimate possession. I can’t believe I’m now strung in this madness called possession. Stalin had warned me about it earlier. He told me that one day, I’ll feel the urge to make someone my possession and now that mer

***He's dangerous.*** My hands lap my thighs, shaking lightly. The dark room is only lit by the fluorescent light above my head. A few meters from my stead, my therapist, Dr. Sarah, sits and gauges my reaction.What I just discovered makes me worried yet the feelings I felt the first day we met still swim through me. The tingles that drove around my body when his lips touched my knuckles hours ago. I love the feeling I felt.I love how his lips smeared across my skin and it makes me wonder how will his cock smear the wetness I felt down my pussy to my entrance and clit. I’ve never harbored such thoughts before now.I don’t think of sex just books but with Dima in my life, I can feel the spark of tingles between my legs and think about sleeping with him.However, the fact that someone wants him dead scares me. I itch to tell him the truth but on the other hand, I can’t really say who the suit man was.I couldn’t see his face.Couldn’t hear his voice well.Couldn’t see his skin properly

***Columbia attack.*** I hear something like a fist hit the wall in the distance and then a growl coupled with Russian curse words.“Сука.” Akim’s voice bellows down the hallway and the yells interrupt my video call with Stalin.He leans closer to the camera and asks in Russian. “What’s that sound?”I sigh, pinching the skin between my brows. The past three days have been stressful and shit. I and my Byki have tried to torture the teenage boy we picked up after the last attack but we couldn’t get him to talk.The boy is implacably determined as a bitch, willing to seal his lips until death. I guess that’s an oath they made him take and he's trying to keep to his oath.Damn.The boy just reminds me of my younger self. Obstinate and filled with red blood at the gulag. My stubbornness is one of the reasons I was kept in a separate cell, alone unlike other kids. That’s one of the reasons the guards didn’t fuck me as they did to the others.My stubbornness lured Igor Abramov and his intere