All Chapters of The Devil Billionaire Series : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Devil on the Table

Mikhail Volkov was a devil in the sheets,Or in this case, on the table. He ate her pussy like a starving beast, flicking his tongue against her clit and plowing her twitching hole with that sinful tongue. It was almost impossible, but he was better than the sex toy. Elena's moans tore through the ceiling, her breasts heaving as she fucked his tongue. "Mmm, tastes divine," Mikhail growled in pleasure against her flesh, his palms holding her thighs in place when she attempted to snap them shut. It was frustrating to have her hands bound, and it was starting to hurt like a bitch, heat dampening every part of her body. Which was why Elena managed to let out in a gasp, "I...Release the cuffs, it hurts."And not in the good way that fed the insatiable hunger within her. She almost expected the sadist to revel in her pain, but surprisingly, he tore his lips away from in-between her legs and lifted himself upwards, his gaze dark with lust, the corner of his lips wet with her juices.

After Hours

Elena slid out of the limo faster than the speed of a lightening, as soon as the car came to a halt in front of the private vacation home. She was hot on her heels, making her way into the bedroom and stepping into the shower,All without saying a word to Mikhail. He had returned from the bathroom connected to the sex toy lab twenty minutes ago to find that she had dressed up. Yeah, her panties were missing because they were in his pockets, but she had worn lipstick and looked every bit as composed as ever. And for some reason, it rubbed him off the wrong way. Even when he offered her his jacket, she had declined, her voice detached,"No, I'm good." She hadn't looked at him throughout the ride,She hadn't spoken to him after rejecting his offer of jacket although her teeth chattered in the cold of the night.It was simply as though she had gotten off and decided that he didn't matter anymore,And that didn't sit well by him. Not now, not fucking ever. Elena stood under the spra

Obsession

The demons were quiet that night. Perhaps they finally developed fear for the devil in bed with her, who was the source of her greatest torment. The other side of the bed was warm when Elena opened her eyes, her body weak and yet well-rested. As she slipped in and out of her sleepy state, footsteps padded across the room, and Mikhail stepped out of the walk-in closet, dressed in a suit which fitted him to perfection. His hair was swept back, emphasizing his long regal nose and sharp striking features. As though he could sense that she was watching him, those amber pupils turned to her, and just like that, her heart raced. Damn it. Elena turned away so quickly she almost sprained a sore muscle, pulling the duvet over her body. For a moment, silence descended in the room, thick and heavy as the tension between them. She started to think that he had walked away when she felt the bed dip, a heavy weight crushing it. Then her chin was tipped and turned to the side, and before her

Jealousy. Green

When Elena made the decision to step out, it hadn't been part of her plans to run into Cedric. She had been reluctant to accept his offer of a cup of coffee, given their history and the way she had rejected him in the past. But twenty minutes into their meeting and she felt good. "Come on, don't tell me you already forgot how embarrassing my first TV show was. I was dressed as a clown, remember?" His voice was still soothing, calm and husky, just like his kind personality. Those silver eyes gazed upon her as she threw back her head and laughed, feeling refreshed and free for the first time in years. "Oh please, you can barely compare that to my encounter. I..." Elena's eyes lit up beautifully, her perfect dentition exposed as she spoke,Except that the door suddenly opened, and one of the security officers strode in, leaning down to whisper in her ears,"The boss wants you to meet him at the office, now."What the fuck?It was barely two hours after she left the house and he wa

Vulnerable

For years, he had dreamt of having her on her knees, shattering her heart the same way she had treated him. And yet, nothing would have prepared Mikhail Volkov for the sight of Elena in tears. In a few words,It crushed what was left of his empty heart. She looked so much smaller, those beautiful crystal pupils shiny and filled with fury and agony, her lips trembling in frustration,"Are...are you even human? I'm not a fucking toy you can play with, and that's a person in a coma, not some pawn in your chess!"Her voice cracked as she spoke, her sobs shattering, breaking down his walls. The cold ice of anger he had felt before melted, and he took a step forward, swallowing hard."Lena..."But she clenched her tiny palm into a fist, punching his chest, "Do...don't fucking touch me. Do...haven't you broken me enough? When are you gonna be satisfied?" Her choked sobs pierced into his chest, and he felt a lump gather in his throat, thick and heavy to swallow. The tears that poured fr

Beautiful

How did one go from the worst day to having the best day of her life?Scratch that. The real question was, how did she move from not being able to stand Mikhail, to being filled with happiness because of him?"Arghhh! it's so high! I think I'm gonna fall!" Well, she sure was excited, but Elena was also one minute away from calling it quits in the sky and fleeing. The scenic view of the blue lake and the noon sun was totally worth it, but it was scary to fly through the air with the earth beneath them. She wasn't flying per se, but she was attached to Mikhail in the tandem paraglider, and she felt like she was the one doing the flying. "Relax, Lena, you are not gonna fall; I'm a certified tandem pilot." That deep voice managed to make her shudder despite the harsh gust of the wind. Then he slipped one of his palms over her stomach, pulling her closer to himself,"Relax, Lena."And just like that, Elena melted into him, her heart pounding for a different reason. They flew past m

All Bets are Off

The bedroom was dark, save for the indigo lights from the nightstand lamp, and the rays of the sun that streamed through the window. Soft music played through the speakers as Mikhail placed her in bed, his pupils dark and hungry. "I want you so much, Lena." As he pulled off his shirt to reveal those hot tattoos and ripped muscles, Elena stared, her throat dry, her pupils dilated.He was so damn hot.That tanned skin adorned with colorful ink? Those chiseled jaws, aristocratic nose and toned body? Fucking sexy. But it wasn't just his body that did her in at that moment. Elena's fingers lifted of their own volition and ran through his inked arms, resting on the new tattoos he had on his palms, some coordinate of some sort. He didn't have those years ago, and she was curious. "What do they mean?" Her voice was a soft whisper, soothing the effect of fire that her palm had on his skin.As she spoke, her fingers traced the new ink on his stomach as well, and he spasmed, sucking a s

Uncanny Alliance

Two Weeks Later"Mmm, best fucking sauce. Wanna have you sit on my mouth all day, Lena." Something had changed between them. But that didn't make the sex any less spontaneous, rough.After Elena spent her climax, shuddering in pleasure, Mikhail put her on her knees and pounded into her pussy until she came again, this time, right with him. But then she spent the next thirty minutes in his arms, his muscular body spooning hers, his palm tracing a scar on her shoulder. "How did you get this?" His tone was laced with concern, beneath that deep husky voice. It had been like this for the past two weeks; him constantly asking questions about each mole and curve on her body. Elena was afraid of how much she was becoming addicted to it. But as always, she felt drunk in the feeling of his body against hers, and parted her lips,"It was two years ago, when I was helping Mr Boris... Your father. His laptop screen broke after a fall, and some fell on my body, piercing my skin." Mikhail w

Sting

"The number you are calling is not available, please leave a message..." Fuck. Elena punched the red button, cold sweat breaking out in her body as she dialed again. And again, until she gave up in frustration and threw her phone back to her purse. That fucking sleazy old man had promised not to use the information without her permission, but it looked like he was going back on his promise. What if he leaked Mikhail's personal information to the press or even worse... The door of the limo where Elena sat at the edge opened, and Mikhail slid in beside her, looking and smelling like a million bucks in that all-black Armani suit. As soon as he turned to her, her heart started to pound fast. Guilt? Hunger? Want? She felt all of it. But most especially, fear. Elena was falling for the devil who had destroyed her again, and this time, despite all he had done to her, she still felt afraid that he would discover the length she had gone to get her revenge. What would be hi

Cheap Shot

Two weeks ago, Elena received a private message from Dimitri after the party, and although she didn't trust the asshole who had spiked her drink, She had no option but to choose him as an ally. After all, he was the Volkov group's biggest rival and had a long history of enmity with the family for some reason. Then, she had believed it was the best decision she could have made, but two weeks with Mikhail and she started to second guess her decision. Which was why she had sent Dimitri another message the previous week, asking him to halt with the plan. But now...Mikhail Volkov, the man she had spent countless nights in his arms, looked...confused. Betrayed?Her heart sank as a thousand emotions plunged into her heart, each pulling up a bolt of ache that slammed into her chest. "Leave us." Mikhail finally broke the silence, his tone aloof, his expression difficult to read. "But sir, the launch starts in an hour's time and..." One of the IT guys started to say, but the boss lifted

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