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Lady Black Hat

Ferrara"This isn't a good idea, you do realize that this club she just opened is going to be your competition?"Carlos was starting to sound like an infuriating alarm clock, constantly repeating the same thing over and over again. Too bad I couldn't just dispose of him for that.He had mentioned it when I asked him about membership of The P. Lux, and when I had the head of my tech team hack into their database and register our memberships. Turns out that it wasn't just an entertainment club, but the membership benefits included access to their new golf course, fitness and equestrian centres, as well as a spa and legal representation.Of course the price of membership was in tens of thousand dollars, but if it covered the relaxation and fitness as well as the legal protection of its clients, then it was fucking worth every penny.The car came to a halt, and I stepped out of the newly renovated luxurious property with a tall building which overlooked a good part of New York.On the b

Shades of Disappointment

Ferrara I am an impatient man. Even before I became a don, I didn't wait in long queues or have the patience to court a woman. After all, the only thing that ever mattered to me apart from my goal was the warm body of a woman against mine, and if they weren't interested in sex, I didn't waste any more time on them. The only place I exercised the luxury of patience was in bed, where I sent my partners to Paradise after making them anticipate heaven and hell. Tonight, I was bound to wait. With a fucking painful hard-on, I waited for the lights to be turned off before I pushed myself to my feet, just as the curtains were being pulled upwards. Some of the others in Paradise fumbled with their pants and looked guilty as hell. I wasn't the only one worked up by that performance that managed to be more sexy than sex itself, but it had awoken something more than arousal within me. I gulped the remaining wine in the bottle down my throat and stepped out through the back, a rush of

Christopher 's Choice

Katya "Did he see you?" "No, thanks to my security who informed me that he was looking for me, I got rid of it all. But knowing him, he will still have suspicions." Matteo cleared his throat and nodded in agreement, inhaling deeply. "Yes, he has already requested for information on... the Lady." It was the second time we were meeting physically since I returned to New York, since we had been careful not to arouse Ferrara's suspicion. That included not mentioning his name in any of our conversations, and meeting at the most unsuspecting place; a temple. I drummed manicured fingers against the floor at his revelation, and tried not to remember last night when capable masculine fingers had held my bare waist caressingly... I had made plans in case my alter identity started to be questioned, and it was of course what Ferrara and his tech team were going to see. That Lady Black Hat had existed as a stripper for seven years. Long before I turned 18. "So, anything you want to rep

A Lady in Distress

Katya I would have been ashamed if I had any more of that feeling left. The pain which spread all over my body and crippled me, had already dominated my senses and taken every other thing away from me. Humiliation, shame? Screw them all. I sobbed into his chest, his arm reaching out to cup my waist, steadying me, keeping me from crashing into the floors. He said nothing after the question he asked, one which had gone unanswered. He simply allowed me to cry, the rain drowning out the sounds of my sobs. I didn't know how long I stayed there, weeping, hitting his back without any attempt from him to defend himself or stop me, but by the time I stopped, my throat was parched. "Do you feel better?" He asked calmly, and I wondered if I had imagined the gentleness in his tone. It had to be my emotions messing with my head. But when I lifted my head from his shoulder, realizing how drenched I was, his stormy green eyes stared at me, closely. "Bastard." I ground out as soon as I

Addiction

KatyaThe doorbell was a rude awakening from a weird dream. I opened my eyes to the sunlight streaming through the blinds, and released the pillow which I had hugged all through the night.The doorbell rang again, followed by the loud ringtone of my phone on the nightstand.My fingers fumbled out of the duvet and reached for the phone, my sleepy eyes clearing the moment I saw my son's picture flashing across the screen.Clearing my throat, I sat up abruptly and swiped against the screen."Hey..." I started to say, but a deep voice which had found its way to my dreams and instilled erotic fantasies to my mind sounded over the phone."We are in front of your door, Katya." Any other remnant of sleep cleared immediately, and I thought of what to reply when he hung up.Rude bastard.Even in my dreams, he had been commanding, his deep baritone muttering words to me as he took me hard. And rough.I must be out of my mind.With one glance at the jacket which I had held close to my nostrils

The Clan Meeting

The MeetingFerraraWhat in the world had someone put in my drink?I had been fucking poisoned.It was the only explanation that could possibly make me understand why I had buried my nose in Katya's neck like sniffed continuously.Then I had tasted her skin with my tongue, and felt...high. Fuck. Hours after I left the house and minutes of brushing my teeth again and again, I could still taste her in my tongue, and feel her body tremble against mine, her gasp chanting a melody in my ear.I had been spotting a fucking painful hard-on, and for the first time since my teenage days, I had wrapped my palm around my cock and wanked off in the bathroom, water splattering over me as I beat my cock, gasps and a soft body wreaking havoc to my senses.I wiped the steam off the mirrors and stared at myself afterwards, my rock hard body a panting mess, my chest heaving for breath. I could barely recognize my pupils, dark and glazed with lust, insatiability gnawing heavily at me.Fucking Jane and

The Minor Family

KatyaI alighted from the Lamborghini and adjusted the designers' white long jacket draped over my shoulders, dark stilettos making contact with the floors.An umbrella was placed over my head instantly, and I stared at the tall magnificent building where my office was located now. Its architectural design was pristine, shades of beige and dark mahogany giving it an aura of strict seriousness.I adjusted the sunshades as well and walked into the building, employees and interns stopping to greet me."Good morning, chairwoman.""Good day, ma'am..."I acknowledged their greetings with a small smile and a curt nod, my lips clamping shut I'm seriousness immediately.I wasn't in a good mood. I hadn't managed to sleep well yesterday, consumed by various conflicting thoughts.What I wanted had blurred with the lines of what I desired, and now I didn't know what I was doing anymore. Had Ferrara succeeded in emotionally manipulating me to start seeing him in another light? Gauging my mood, K

The Devil's Achilles' Heel

FerraraI am a man who had done away with the illusions of conscience.From the moment I started to plan my father's murder and imagined the look in his eyes when I ended his life, I had forgotten what that word meant. In fact, it had been scraped from my vocabulary, and for each soul I had sent to hell, I had known that they deserved it.Don Viktor Petrov had asked for his death the moment he took the pleasure of killing my father myself from me.Yet like that day when I walked into the living room and Katya's expression had changed drastically when she finally saw me for what I was, the awareness that I was tainted and darkness itself was more prominent tonight.Just yesterday, I had shot at Nikolai's son in front of him, and at the last minute, suddenly decided not to kill him. Instead, I had shot him in the spine. He would live, but would never be able to walk again, unless there was a miracle.Nikolai's words followed me like the ghosts of my dark life which I had long embraced

The Queen's Gambit

FerraraTwo Weeks Later"Boss, you have to see this."Carlos started as soon as he walked into my office, his expression and poise calm, deceptively. He looked as though he was just about being pushed to the edge. I wondered what it was this time, although I already had a guess. Just as I predicted, as soon as he placed his tablet on the table in front of me, my eyes caught sight of none other than Katya Petrov, being interviewed by the New York Times."...So what do you intend to do with the land you just got from your client as a reward for winning the case against Mr. Castello."My palm clenched at the mention of my name from that sleazy reporter who didn't seem to care but for her job, but I couldn't take my eyes off the screen.Katya seemed to have made a pact with making me surprised, beguiled. She was in an army green dress today and black heels, her thick luscious hair pulled to the side. The unique features of her small delicate face were accentuated by light makeup, her

The Don's Proposal

Katya Ferrara didn't become a Don by throwing out empty words. He was a man who made good of his promises and delivered every one of his threats. As the hand of the clock struck 7 in the evening of the next day, the private elevator doors slid open and ushered me into the grand abode of the man who stood at the other end, Waiting for me. Ferrara was in white shirt tonight, looking as stunning as he did in dark outfit. A lazy smile was on his lips, and he glanced at his watch, lifting his head, "Seven on the dot. I knew you wouldn't disappoint me, Katya." I didn't like the way he said my name in that deep baritone that tempted me to strip and dance another kind of rough, filthy, dance. I said nothing in reply, but stepped into the house, my heels clicking against the floors. "Let me take your jacket." He muttered, and in seconds, with my eyes trained on his, I unclasped the buttons of my jacket and released the belt, opening it to reveal my outfit for the evening. What I l

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