All Chapters of Don Maxim's Plaything: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

I had underestimated Maxim more than I wanted to admit.I watched him kill four men with guards without a single weapon in his hands. Even though he had used a knife, I knew he would have easily killed them all without anything in his hands.He was a very efficient killer, and for a moment, I was scared.I wasn’t the one being attacked…yet. I also didn’t see him coming. He was fast, swift, and very efficient. A part of me had assumed that she was like my father, who sat in his office all day, waving a gun around.I didn’t think he had any real skills in the field. I always thought that he relied on his bodyguards to do his dirty work, but I miscalculated. I knew he was an assassin, but he hadn’t been one for almost ten years.How was I supposed to know he still had the same skills here as he had before? Most people lost it when they slacked off for that long, but not him. It was like he hadn’t retired at all.Livia was right. I didn’t know who exactly I was dealing with or what he was

There was a floor Maxim had prevented me from exploring from our house and I was very curious. I didn’t understand how he could do that. It was my house too, and since he was gone, I figured it was my moment to try and find out what he was hiding. I started exploring again there and there was nothing there but huge mahogany doors. The room was on the floor beneath ours. The door was slightly ajar and a bright red light seeped out.Out of curiosity, I walked towards it. Something was pulling me there—something I couldn't explain.I pushed the slightly heavy door open and gasped when I saw the sight in front of me. I almost turned around and ran away but my feet remained rooted to the spot.If I was curious before, I was definitely even more curious.The décor of the room was black and on the linings of the walls was dark red light giving the room a sensual effect. I couldn't stomach what I was seeing in front of me. I walked in further to see everything properly. The first two things

“I tried but I couldn’t find anything about Fabio,” Nikita said. “No matter who I ask, the man is a ghost. It’s like he doesn’t even exist. There is no birth, marriage, or death certificate.”Just as I had suspected. Either he gave me the wrong name or there was something very fishy about his roots. The only men who were never registered as citizens were sons and daughters of mafia leaders.If he was the son of a mafia leader, he wasn’t from Russia. I knew all the officials in my organization, their wives, and children.I had visited his apartment and I realized it wasn’t even his. He lied to hide it but it was very obvious. From my days as an assassin. I knew how to study people. The apartment belonged to someone who worked a menial job.What gave it away was how messy it was. From the dirty dishes in the sink, the pile of dirty laundry, and how messy everything was. It was a huge contrast from his car. His car was very clean with no old receipts or trash around.There was no way he

“Reporting live from Moscow Channel 9. Just in, five senators so far have been linked to a bunch of crimes including money laundering, racketeering, sex trafficking, and other drug related crimes.”They were each ushered from their homes for the whole world to see. They were in handcuffs, taken by the feds and I watched with a smile on my face. I had been lenient to Mikhail and decided not to be.Those were all the senators that were supporting him. They were being charged with crimes that they had committed. Once you became friends with the president, there was so much evidence you had in your hands.I could destroy every single powerful person in Russia with a wave of my hand. There was nothing I couldn’t accomplish. I smiled knowing it was only the beginning. These five politicians were not the only ones that were helping Mikhail.I would make sure they all paid for thinking they could go against me.“I’m ready,” Livia said as she walked down the stairs.She was wearing a short sof

“Pack your things,” Maxim said to me one day.He was busy handing Mikhail’s ass to him so I didn’t know why he was asking me to pack as though we were about to go on some sort of vacation. I laughed thinking he was joking until it dawned on me that he rarely ever joked around like that.“Where are we going?” I asked.“Lake Baikal in Siberia. I have some business there and I thought we could take the time to go just the two of us. It will give us time to reconnect with one another and enjoy each other’s company. What do you say?”I had never heard of Lake Baikal before and I was curious what was there that was worth vacationing, especially in the winter. There weren’t many winter activities to partake in there.“Okay, but you don’t have to bring me along. I will be a nuisance while you work.”“I will work for one day and you could never be a nuisance. Plus, I wanted to make it up to you for how badly our honeymoon ended. We will be there for an entire weekend and we can enjoy ourselves