All Chapters of Claimed By My Ex Boyfriend's Dad : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Mark of dark desires

Laura.I wasn’t expecting Talia to be warm and friendly. At first, I saw her as a rival. My competitor.But after being on the long ride to this luxurious boutique, I realize she isn’t one, even though her words are laced with quiet command, and she carries herself with grace.That makes me wonder who she is to Michael.I mean, she doesn’t appear to me as a maid, so could she be his bodyguard or what?I’m mindlessly fiddling with the straps on the bag I’m carrying while we wait for the owner of the boutique.“So, are you Michael’s bodyguard too?” I finally ask, cutting through the silence in the space.We’re seated close to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the boutique, and I can practically see what’s happening on the street.We arrived here in a black Range Rover that’s parked just down the street. The guards we arrived with are outside, cautiously scanning the whole street for danger.It's not been that long since I knew Michael and his men, but I realize they’re always watching the

Your purpose with me

Laura.There’s this quiet tension in the air even as I walk into Michael’s villa. The guards are on alert, moving back and forth throughout the perimeters.They murmur to themselves, their gazes speaking volumes when I manage to lock eyes with them.The maids work with tension sewn into their shoulders, a faint tremble threading through the quiet precision of their expert hands.That lets me know something happened. Something grave, and I wonder what it was.Talia wastes no time in disappearing from sight, ordering the guards to take all the clothes we bought upstairs.While I was walking up the stairs, a tiny voice called out to me.“Ma’am.”I pause and twirl around to face the maid calling out to me. She has her head bowed as she addresses me.“We’ve prepared a meal for you. The boss said to make sure you eat.”“Oh…I’m not hungry.” I announce.After what I saw back at the boutique and this sizzling tension in the air here, I doubt I can even eat.What were those marks on Alicia’s bo

A sadist

Michael.Laura thrashes when I drop her on the bed in the playroom. Her whimpers echoing in my ears as I tie her hands on the bedpost and leash her feet with the spreader bars.She’s panting hard, watching me with both fear and curiosity etched on her face.I step backward, observing her tied just the way I need it now. The way I want it. Like a complete sub.It’s days like these that the hunger comes. On days when my mood is completely dark, and anger is all I feel. That’s when I’ll need an outlet, to seek pleasure in the most sadistic ways possible.That’s when I’ll bring in my toys here and unleash an untold amount of pain on them based on their preferences.I bask in their cries while I whip them. I bask in their wiry voice calling me master as their body writhe under the brutal snap of my flogger.As much as I enjoy it, my toys enjoy it more. They’ve become accustomed to the pain, begging me for more.But Laura isn’t them. Not even close. She’s innocent. Knows nothing about my da

Dark angel

Michael.“What?” I sputter, blinking rapidly at Laura.Does she really mean that?Fuck, it better not be a joke because I want that.My dick is so stiff just thinking about being my true self with her.“You heard me right, daddy. Do it.” She says emphatically.A string of joy erupts inside me. My lips curl into a grin before I can even stop it.I lean into her, gently smearing her forehead with kisses.“You don’t know how happy and hornier you’ve made me, little flame,” I whisper into her face, watching her wet lashes flutter.When I pull away, I bring the blindfold to the table and scoot to the bed. I tie the red ribbon over her eyes, words gushing from my mouth.“It’ll help keep the fear away from your eyes.” She nods, understanding dawning on her.I move back to my feet when I finish, taking in the dark art I’ve turned her into, blindfolded and restrained not just for my pleasure but hers as well.It'll take time, but soon, she’ll come to love it, to enjoy the pain blended with ple

Clit sucker

Michael.“Fucking hell!” I groan, watching the level of slimy lubricant escaping my girl’s heat. It’s so much, it’s driving me nuts.Then there’s Laura, mindless of the torture she’s inflicting on me by gushing so much like a brat. She’s just moaning, rocking her hips greedily against the vibrator.Its silicone tongue flaps teasingly over Laura’s big, hard clit.She tosses and moans like a rabid dog and pulls at the restraint, her hair cascading over her back. The bed rattles at her hysteria.“Shhhh…” I coo, my fingers slipping through her damp hair. “Easy, little flame,”She shakes her head, tears of pleasure dripping from her eyes. “It’s…too much…” she splutters, spittle flying out of her mouth.I grin naughtily at her, because this is exactly what I want. To torture her so badly she caves, all she’ll be thinking about is my moment with her, even though I’m being tortured myself just by watching her release sweet fluids my mouth’s dying to taste.“I know, Malishka, but…you need to t

Clan's whore

Raven.I take a very slow drag of my Cuban cigar, relishing the spread of nicotine throughout my system. My eye is pinned on my clan’s, Blue Sons, insignia—two battle axes stuck behind a skull.This brave clan, established by my ancestors, is the first mafia clan to ever exist. It was established by my ancestors, and as an heirloom, it was transferred from person to person until it got to me, Raven.The Blue sons controlled the underworld, dictated laws, and bent the government to its will. Those were our glorious days.Growing up, I watched my father trade children, women, men, drugs, you name them, and those were the things that brought prosperity and glory to our clan.No one dared to challenge us, not even those who call themselves the government. I watched my father command an army of criminals, a Harem of women, and hordes of children, spreading our influence far and wide.The goal was to remain the only power in the underworld, which was met until decades ago, when two little m

Take back what's ours

Raven.I let a moment of tense silence pass, but I saw the regret on Dimitri’s face then.He didn’t want to give me his daughter.Ahh, I basked in that feeling, dragging it out as I relished it.After a while, I budged my head in a nod.“At twenty-two, no problem. We’ll call a truce on that…” Dimitri nodded while Michael glared daggers at me. If I didn’t know better, I’d think it was his daughter they were giving up for marriage, but she wasn’t his daughter. Although Yulia mentioned to me that Michael is fond of the girl. He loved Princess like she was his daughter. “But we’ll need to sign a contract based on this.”“Of course,” Dimitri eagerly agreed.Three weeks later, Dimitri brought the contract, and I signed it with my damn blood, sealing the girl’s fate as well as their clan.To Dimitri, I’m obligated to keep to my word, but what’s a word to a man burning with the desire for vengeance? To man ready to reintroduce the legacies of his ancestors?I am Raven Blue, the ruler of the o

Keep you marinated

Laura.I’ve slowly fallen into the routine of being Michael’s girl. I still can’t believe it.It’s been two days already since Michael revealed his truest desires to me. He isn’t the cold billionaire I’ve read about in books. He’s more. A sadist.The first time he spanked me, I thought it was him punishing me, but the truth was that he enjoyed it more than I did.He derives pleasure from inflicting pain on others. That’s twisted, I must say, but the fact is that even knowing that truth, I still craved him.I begged him to hurt me, and every dose of pain he rained on me turned me on. I was wet everywhere for him.Seeing myself restrained by him while he whooped me had to be the biggest foreplay I’ve ever had.That was an explosive experience for me.It deepened what I felt for him, and when he said that he loved me, I felt my heart melting into a puddle for him.I didn’t return the words, of course, but it was written all over my face.All I asked him was never to keep secrets from me

Power

Laura.The ride to the party was longer than I expected. I sit uncomfortably in the Limousine, every twitch of my hips on the opulent leather seat reminding me of the vaginal plug.It slowly massages against my G-spot, triggering me to moan and fight against the lump gathered in my throat.It thrills me long enough, a thin sheen of sweat appearing on my face, a telltale sign of my urgent desire to orgasm.Of course, my struggles were obvious, despite that, Michael ignored me, casually taking a drag of his cigar.I’m sure he’s enjoying my helpless state. It’s in the glint in his eyes and in the way he smirks whenever our eyes lock.The air between us starts to simmer, crackling with sexual tension that makes me want to snap.The moment we pull into the large mansion for the party and Michael helps me out of the car, I take a relieved breath.I never knew how much I needed to get out of the car until now. It’s as if his proximity intensified the urge, coupled with the plug massaging my

Exotic dance

Michael.Is this a game?Why on earth is Antonio inducting a new member to our Allied Faction without sending a notice?And it’s Alicia of all people!Fuck!I wasn’t expecting our paths to cross again, and even if they did, not here, of all places.Tonight is supposed to be just about celebrating the Bianchi clan; nothing about initiating a new member should have taken place.Before coming here, I explicitly warned everyone to keep a low profile, hide our true lifestyle and business because of Laura.As the head of our Allied Faction— the group created months ago for all our allies and partners— I wield power, and all the dons and pakhans across several clans respect my decisions.Antonio agreed to the words; therefore, his façade as a businessman, but him inducting a new member here? That’s crazy.It wasn’t part of the plan, and right now, it grates on my last nerve.I peer at Laura, and I can see the confusion on her face.Fuck!How do I explain what’s happening here tonight? How do

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