All Chapters of Kiss Me, Bravta King: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

IsabellaI was disappointed but not surprised when I didn't see Desmier the next day. He'd left me so suddenly in Emily's room that I could only assume he judged me for having the baby of his enemy.Or maybe he thought less of me for "letting" myself get raped. I was the victim in this, but who knew? Maybe from his perspective, I was an idiot to ever get involved with Dom to be in the position of his raping me.I didn't have that perspective about it, but Desmier's abrupt departure from the room was telling. Something bothered him to walk away like that, without a single response to what I shared. I wasn't deluding myself to think he'd react with overwhelming sympathy. He was a hard man who lived a hard life. But still, he could have at least tossed a damn, that sucks remark to ease the sting of bringing up the difficult topic.All I got was avoidance. He was, again, busy with something for the Bratva. However, I wasn't alone. Margie was a blessing, and while I couldn't get over how g

DesmierVeronica chose a room and I followed her into it. The fact that she didn't want to have a scene with a window where people could watch wasn't the norm. She really did want privacy with me, and I worried that this seclusion with me—that she'd never sought before because she liked to put on a show—meant that she wanted me exclusively.I wasn't available.I really wasn't. My body craved Isabella's. My dick wanted to sink into her pussy. And it was that sweet young woman's voice I wanted to hear moaning my name.No one else, especially not Veronica."You're not..." The older woman turned to me after I closed the door. "Lock it."I arched my brow, reaching back to flip the lever for the lock. Our clubs didn't allow total lock-downs for the safety of the clients. Staff could override the locks anyone on the inside implemented, but she wanted that extra precaution.Just what the hell do you want here?"You're not wired or anything, are you?"I crossed my arms. I was intrigued and sli

DesmierZakh wanted another meeting about the potential issue of the drugs. Yusef came too, reporting a bunch of nothing. Vasiliev was not budging. He wasn't showing up anywhere."No one can care about him that much to hide him this well," Malik said.I nodded. "It's making me wonder what he's working on.""And if Isabella is a part of it," Anatoli said.I frowned at him and waited for him to clarify. "She's innocent in all of this."He held his hand up. "I'm not implying she isn't. But it seems like we're missing something.""I've felt like that ever since I took her.""Let me get this straight." Maxim furrowed his brow. "Dom Rossini knocked her up and sent her home. No contact at all. And she has his kid.""Yeah. Then what?" Zakh prompted. "What's the connection? You think Rossini wants the baby?""Over my dead body," I growled.They all looked at me. Anatoli grinned. Malik rolled his eyes. "Another one fallen for a magical pussy."Anatoli, seated next to him, punched him hard."And

BellaWe didn't speak for the rest of the drive, and I vacillated between wanting to speak up and staying quiet. He'd given me so much to think about, but I was too nervous to get my hopes up high. This was complicated, being near him and realizing we might have mutual desire for each other. Salvatore was the biggest obstacle, but once he was gone and Desmier no longer had a reason to keep me so close...One thing at a time. I'd take this conversation as a positive thing, a step in the right direction for what my heart and body wanted.He drove straight to the studio, and my excitement about being here increased."I let a college student come in when she needs to work on things. Someone Jasmine knows. But she broke her wrist recently, and I doubt she's been in here." Unlocking the door to the basement space was a familiar routine that I hadn't done in a while."Have you been here recently?" he asked as he followed me in and blinked at the bright lights flickering on as I hit the switc

IsabellaI struggled to stand, tugged upward with Desmier's big, strong hand under my chin. He didn't choke me, but the pressure was unforgiving. While he didn't need to try so hard to prompt me to meet him in the middle, I relished the hint of his dominance.I wanted him to lead me. I longed for him to take me how he wanted because I knew how good it would feel in the end.We crashed, our mouths smashing against each other. And my heart sang. My pussy clenched and dripped. In a split second, I was aroused and rabid for him.After hearing him explain that he saw something more than a hostage situation in store for me, I fought with the excitement of my dreams coming true.Of knowing he wanted me.Lusted for me.And truly hoped to keep me in his life. Not just me, but Emily too. Desmier wanted us for good, as a package deal, and I was all for this vision of a happier life with him."You want to know how you can believe me?" he growled, stepping back to breathe heavily as he stared down