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11. Visitor

Maxim Vasiliev~•~I almost smirked in satisfaction when I saw her freeze at my question. She looked at the ground but suddenly looked up at me as if remembering what I said about looking at me while I was talking to her.She was a submissive little thing and it impressed me.“I lost track of time, I’m sorry.”And she was always apologizing. It made me wonder how she was raised at home. What her life was before she came here. Why her father sold her? Did he hate her or did he just want the money?“Come sit,” I ordered.She eyed the chair beside me warily before taking small steps towards it. I had kept it, especially for her. I knew she was afraid of me but I also knew she was attracted to me. It was fun. I never had much fun in my life.The way she looked at me when she walked into Debbie sucking my dick. It made me harder than I already was. It was easy to see that she had been interested in whatever was happening but she was a shy little thing and would never voice that out.As soo

12. On my lap

Brielle Clarke~•~I saw how fast Maxim’s demeanor changed when the strange man spoke. His jaw was clenched tighter and his hold on his fork tightened as well as he looked up to meet the owner of the voice.The man smiled when their eyes met. “Not that welcoming though if you don’t want me in your house.”Maxim released a low breath. “What are you doing here, Landon?”“Here to see my baby brother, isn’t it obvious?” Brother? They looked nothing alike. The Landon guy looked American while Maxim was the typical Russian guy. It also didn’t seem like they were on good terms with the look Maxim was giving him and the way Landon was taunting Maxim in front of his men.Maxim cast an irritated glance at him. “Why come unannounced?”“Can you stop all your interrogations and invite me to the table?”I watched him take another deep breath before his eyes traveled across the table. It was filled up, but Landon was waiting patiently for Maxim to invite him.Maxim’s eyes stopped short when they me

13. Broken nose

Brielle Clarke~•~“Fuck.” An unexpected curse left my mouth as soon as I felt pain slice up my head.There was a collective gasp around the table and some chairs scraping back. I couldn’t bear to look up to see who was leaving their chair. Hell, I couldn’t focus on anything apart from the banging of my head at the moment.I stayed laying on the floor, my hand holding my nose as I tried not to let the tears fall.“Oh my days, I’m so sorry.” I heard her stupid annoying voice. “I didn’t see you there, my bad.” She tried to sound remorseful but it was obvious she wasn’t. “Are you hurt?” She asked, kneeling in front of me.She reached out to touch me but I slapped her hand away as I tried to sit up. “Don’t fucking touch me.”“Hey, hey, Bri, you okay?” A familiar voice asked, kneeling in front of Debbie. “Damn, you’re bleeding.”Mikhail touched my nose and I couldn’t stop myself from hissing out loud.“It seems broken. I’m sorry, Bri. Come with me.”Slowly, he raised me and I took a glance

14. Boundaries

Maxim Vasiliev~•~For some reason, I was very bothered by Brielle’s body. Not in the hot and bothered way that meant I was attracted to her body, but in the “who the fuck did that to her” way.Her side had a burn and the way it looked, I knew it had been done intentionally. There were also small scars scattered around her body which she was very aware of. If it was something normal, she wouldn’t act so suspicious.Did her father do that to her? He seemed heartless from what I knew but why would he want to scar his own daughter? It was different when fathers in the mafia did it to their sons to make them stronger, but fuck, she wasn’t even trained.She was weak and reserved. She had nothing to do with his mafia. Was it a form of punishment?I closed my eyes and threw my head back on my chair. What was my business with her? Yes, she now belonged to me but I wasn’t responsible for whatever happened before she met me.Yet for some reason, I had the urge to hurt her father the same way h

15. Wave of anger

Maxim Vasiliev~•~Debbie basically had a room here, but she never spent the night except I asked her to.It was the day of the ball. Hell, it was only two hours away but here I was, thrusting in and out of Debbie like she was my play toy. Well, if you asked her if she was, her answer would be positive.It was not one of those long fucks that had me going round after round. It was a quickie, which was why I still had all my clothes on. Debbie was a different story.“Ohhh,” Debbie cried out, making sure everyone close to the room could hear her. “Sir, I’m so close.”“Then, come for me.”I didn’t need to tell her twice. I felt it when she reached her climax as she clamped hard on my dick, almost driving me to mine. However, I wasn’t wearing protection and I wasn’t looking for a baby mama.I pulled out when she came down from her high, turned her around, and pushed her to the ground. She knelt in front of me obediently and opened her mouth like a good little slut.That was what I liked a

16. Dreaded meeting

Brielle Clarke~•~My breath was caught in my throat as he approached me.I felt very vulnerable baring my entire back to him as there were scars scattered around it but there was nothing I could do about it. These scars were here to stay. Thankfully, he did not mention it.I felt him stand behind me, a little too close for my liking, but I kept my mouth shut as his hand traced down my back. I sucked in a sharp breath at the contact and I tried to keep my breathing steady as his finger continued its path until it found my zip.Slowly but surely, he zipped up the dress but I didn’t dare move. Any small movement would have my back connecting with his front. I was not prepared for that.He moved back a little and I was about to breathe in relief when his hand found my waist and he spun me around. A gasp escaped my lips when I came face to face with him.I had seen him this up close before but I never bothered to appreciate how handsome he was. He had dark hair that fell in waves and par

17. Family

Brielle Clarke~•~I was not a woman who liked attention, so you could understand how embarrassed I felt when Maxim and I were walking into the hall.It was like everyone stopped what they were doing and decided that staring at us was better.My hand was tucked in his and I tried to hide my face as we walked in. Maxim, however, seemed used to this as he was not bothered by the numerous people staring at him. “Why are they so many?” I whispered.“There are very big families, Brielle. Very big.”I wanted to bite down on my lip but I knew it would ruin my lipstick so I took a deep breath and tried to ignore the onlookers.I wanted to ask him where exactly we were going when he spotted a man and walked toward him. The man seemed like the Italian version of him. From what I’d seen around the house, Maxim didn’t like the Italians.“Why are you walking towards him? I thought you didn’t like Italians?”Surprisingly, Maxim didn’t dismiss my questions or answer me rudely. “I like that Italian an

18. A revelation

Brielle Clarke~•~While I knew there was a huge possibility they would be here, I was banking on the low probability that they wouldn’t show up.For some reason, it caught me off guard.They were looking impeccable, as always, like they were a happy family meanwhile they all held grudges against each other.I bit down hard on my lip. What would happen if he saw me? What would happen if I were to walk up to him?“Don’t you know that it’s rude to zone out when you’re in a conversation with someone?” Jordan asked, making me break my stare to turn to look at her.“Huh?” I asked stupidly.“What’s got you so distracted?” She looked behind us.I laughed nervously. “Nothing, really. It’s just my family has arrived.”“Oh.” She was excited. “Aren’t you going to say hello?”I sighed. “I am. I’ll be right back.”Even if my gut was telling me to stay where I was, I found myself sliding out of the stool. I smiled at Jordan before I finally left, clenching the material of my dress to ease my anxiet

19. Punishment

Brielle Clarke~•~Expecting a hit from my father who didn’t care that there were people around, I was surprised when I felt nothing. I was even more surprised when I saw that Maxim had intercepted his hit. He held my father’s hand, stepping in front of me.“What the fuck do you think you’re about to do?”Some men behind my father stepped forward, drawing out their weapons. Before I knew it, men at my back also stepped forward, most likely Maxim’s men. Suddenly, we were surrounded.“She’s my daughter.” My father gritted out. “I can do to her whatever I like and she needs to be taught a lesson.”“I think I will be the judge of that. I don’t care what truce you have with my father, but the next time you raise your hand at her, it won’t be funny.”My dad snatched his hand away from Maxim’s hold. “And who are you to decide that?”He laughed like something was funny. “I don’t answer to you.”Maxim and my father stared at each other for some minutes before my dad signaled to his men to bac

20. Ambushed

Maxim Vasiliev~•~“Dumayesh', Klarki stanut problemoy?” Andrei asked me as he peeked over my shoulder at the said family. [Do you think the Clarkes are going to be a problem?]“YA uveren, chto oni ne budut. Edvard — kozol, kotoryy ne khotel by brosat' mne vyzov pered nimi, potomu chto on znayet, chto proigrayet.” I was very certain about it. I had seen the anger on his face when I stopped him from hitting his daughter. I was testing him but fortunately for the man, he had tolerance. [I'm certain they won't. Edward is a pussy that would not want to challenge me in front of them because he knows he'll lose.]I needed an excuse to take him down since he was so sly and messed with me without making it obvious. That excuse was his daughter. It was clear he resented her. More so he despised the fact that she was under me now.“Tvoya devushka v bare.” He cocked his head to the side and even if I had convinced Mikhail she wasn’t my girl, I still turned around to look at her. “I don’t think s

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