All Chapters of Don Maxim's Plaything: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Livia was hiding a secret in Chicago and I was determined to find out what it was. The normal thibg for me to do was to give her freedom and then follow her to wherever she was going.However, the carnal part of me didn't agree with that sentiment. All I wanted to do was to keep her to myself. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was with someone else and I didn't like that.All I wanted to do was keep her to myself. The thought that she was meeting another man was a pill that was fucking difficult for me to swallow.I hated treating her like she was some sort of property I kept an eye on. I was past denying I had no feelings for that woman. What I felt for her was something I had never felt for any woman before.I was afraid she would let me down in the worst possible way and I would have to suffer the consequences of letting a woman so close to my circle.I left her in the room that morning after fucking her senseless just to prove a point. I wanted to show her that I was better th

“She is just someone that I used to know. She and I were neighbors and then suddenly she stopped seeing me around. When she saw me here, she was worried that I was in trouble. She told me she heard rumors that you were in the mafia and she was worried for my safety.“Oh yeah? If she was your neighbor, what was she doing at this party?” He asked.He was getting suspicious and I was worried he would find out that Mira was FBI and kill us both. There was no way I would have made it through the night if he had found out who Mira was and what she was planning.Her family had been killed as a result of gang wars while she was in Mexico. She and her older sister had to move to the U.S illegally to find a better life. Once she got to Chicago, it was hard for them to get a job.Her sister had to result to prostitution just to make ends meet. That was the story she had given me. It was no surprise that she resented the mafia and everything it stood for for that reason alone.It was the speech s

There, on the ground kneeling was Mira. She had bruises and cuts all over her body. She looked beaten down and tortured. I could try to hide my shock but it was impossible. I could tell she had suffered all night and I couldn't help but wonder what she had said as she was being tortured. Even a chunk of her hair was gone from her head and blood was dripping down to her face. I felt sorry for her and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for myself as well. Who knew if she had something on her that could link her to me. Things were bad and all I could do was hold my breath and watch all of it unfold. “You know this girl, Mira? Or we should call her Clarisa Sanchez. She thought she was slick sneaking into a party and pretending she was just someone normal. She’s FBI.” Maxim said as he gauged my reaction.I was already so scared and shook that I was speechless. It felt like everything was falling apart and I was coming to my end soon. I couldn’t help but wonder what life had in store for me

Maxim and I didn’t talk for three days. Despite his silence, there was a trainer that came to teach me more about playing the piano named Gretchen. She was in her late forties and she rarely cracked a smile on her face.She was stoic and firm and she meant business. The only time I saw her move was when I played the piano. I was a bit rusty from years of not playing–only a professional could hear that. But after a few pointers from Gretchen, I was doing so well. That she managed a half smile. She asked me why I never pursued it professionally. I told her vaguely that life got in the way. She was no doubt repeating everything I told her to Maxim. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said as she waved and left the house. I watched her get into an SUV that no doubt belonged to Maxim. He didn’t let anyone come or leave his house unsupervised. My phone had been given back to me but I wasn’t sure if I was still on good terms with Maxim. I still didn’t understand why he blamed me for Sergei’s de

In one swift movement, he put his hands on my waist and perched me on his desk. He ripped my gown from my body and discarded it somewhere on the ground."You drive me crazy, little firecracker, " he said. "Do you know that? I think you do and that is why you strutted into my office wearing nothing."Before I could find some lame excuse for my behavior, he kissed once more, with both his hands on either side of me, locking me in place.His mouth was addicting. He kissed me with so much passion and lust that it drove me insane. It felt like he was making love to me with his mouth, giving me a teaser of what would come as he fucked me."God, you don’t know how much I have missed being inside of you. " He said into my mouth.He trailed his mouth down to my neck where he bit and sucked on the flesh as he fondled my breasts over my bra.I threw my head back and moaned, loving the sensation he brought. With just one touch, he lit every single port of me on fire.I quivered and shivered as h