All Chapters of Pinned By My Stepbrother (MM): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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WHO ARE YOU

CIRO [THEO]"It would all be fine. As long as you stick to your prescriptions and keep getting your usual dosage of injection, your memories will return in no time. It is just as we've checked—your scans are fine," the doctor explained in a shaky tone, refusing to meet my gaze with his eyes.I could not really blame him, not with Cerci huffing and puffing tobacco fumes right into the poor man's face, standing with a permanent snarl on his like he was my guard dog."Well, ya heard the doctor, zvezda, you'll be fine." He cooed, threading his fingers in a slow bind behind my ears that had me shuddering. I smiled lowly, relieved that I wasn't going cuckoo. I didn't care much if my memories returned or not. What scared me was the incessant laughter I heard, always in my mind. A laughter that didn't belong to Cerci. Each time I recalled, my heart seemed to ache.I didn't want to remember. The thought that I may have cheated on Cerci with another man would bring me to dread and ruin. I coul

LEAVING

CIROI rolled in bed. Angry, irritated, and full of suspicion. Cerci had in fact not returned home last night. I couldn't sleep either, with that annoying voice still in my head. I just didn't know enough. I wasn't certain if I had an affair or not. If Cerci always stayed out as he'd been doing frequently, then it made sense. I got bored easily.But what made no sense was how I could get into an affair and keep it going without Cerci or any of his men knowing. That part was definitely too good to be true.I could hear the honking and screeching of tires. I shot out of bed, poking my head out to see Cerci and his convoy return home. For the third time, I felt irritation surge up in me. I didn't want him back yet. He had lied about returning. I needed to be alone. I kicked back beneath the duvet, switching off the lights to lie in my pretense sleep, even when I knew there had been a camera in the room.Soon, the door swung open and the thudding of his feet drew closer to me."Si, si, s

UNHINGED MADNESS

HUNTERI'm buzzing with adrenaline, the need to kill, the hungry taste of blood as I stood by the entrance, hands crossed over my chest. I watched each bratva pakhan from across the world shift uneasily in their seats, passing hardened stares at one another.Some were allies. Some were not. And today, I was counting on the fact they'd rip each other apart.I felt an arm shove at me, yanking me backwards out of the council hall. The massive room currently housing twenty-two pakhans who were all itching and restless."What the fuck did you do?" Jeremy screamed, looking rancid, having equally dark circles and bloodshot eyes as I did as well. He looked a mess, barely holding on his weight, his rough hand running through his hair for the millionth time today."Where's Zenya?" I asked, tasting the word and trying to feign ignorance as I spoke."Where's Zenya?" Jeremy asked, the words holding a snicker of irritation to it."I don't know why you pulled this shit, calling a council meeting? Wi

YOU’LL FUCK HIM?

HUNTERI pumped my brakes, stiffening in my seat, the phone pressed to my ear."Atlas?" I asked in a low whisper. I hadn't spoken to him in a while... in years. I'd kept tabs on him for a while, he managed to evade me but was fine. I got the message to get the bratva soldatos off him. But getting a call from him out of nowhere suddenly."I asked a fucking question here. The only reason I let Theo be with you was because I believed he was better off that way, and now you are letting him go off to be with... some man?" Atlas questioned, the anger bleeding through his tone was evident."I don't know what you mean, Hunter. Theo's family didn't make it public yet but... Atlas, Theo is dead." I whispered into the phone, my hands damn near shaking, waiting for him to be as shattered as I had been when I'd heard those very words. It didn't come. No anger. No wrath."Is this some shitty lie? I get it. I should never have let you be with him. What the hell was I thinking? And now you've fucked

THE MAN I LOVE

CIRO (THEO)I paced around the garage, a frown locked on my face. I'd snuck out, boarded the flight, and almost ran a car over here. I was delayed outside for an hour. I didn't know what was going on, and it was fucking killing me. My eyes moved back to meet with Ren, and he was also looking like he had warned me this would happen."I'm going for a bloody walk. The minute they grant access to visitors, call me." I blurted out angrily. Ren nodded along with the other guys, they took the cue that I didn't want anyone else following me and probably looked way more tense than I had expected."It's just a day walk, it won't get me far. I need to clear my head." I repeated simply to clarify before hustling away. My head was a mess. I was never this disoriented. Everything irritated me, pissed me the fuck off.I walked further. Guards were everywhere. Soldatos, guns in every hand, they weren't even trying to be sneaky about it. I stopped in my tracks. My gaze locked with a dark pair. He was

WAIT FOR ME

HUNTERMy heart beat rapidly, sweat breaking out on my temples as I darted my eyes around, walking a few steps into the grand mansion before us, on the left at the top of the stairs stood a man, deadly looming, a menacing smirk on his lips, his eyes remained glued to that of Atlas and I felt anger spike in my insides, my wolf snarling low"Come on baby… don't act all coy, you missed me didn't you" the man, Mikhail I guess, spoke, descending slowly from the steps, I felt a snarl curl on my lips, why was he here, why was Theo here, was he playing house, suddenly he found some rich Spanish bastard and would ignore me"I… fuck… I need to be with you, alone" Atlas stuttered to the man, his eyes had dropped to mine for only a minute before shifting his gaze away from me again"And who is this… if I may ask" Mikhail inquired, still not sounding all too interested in me"Friend… now tell me, will you fucking come with me or will I ask questions" Atlas glared at the man who, from an awfully sc

TOUCH ME, PLEASE

THEOMy name is Theo. It wasn't Ciro. I played hockey and I was damn near good at it. And I loved one man, and him alone, Hunter.Jeremy had filled me in, explained all that needed to be, from my fucking useless stepfather, to my uncle who had groomed me, to the deadbeat homophobic mother I had, to the banshee of a wife I'd married to piss her off, to my godlike abilities on the ice. Even now watching videos and clips of me playing, Hunter alongside me, our chemistry was raw, evident. It was funny how no one knew we were in love, well except for Jeremy who I'm sure would have missed me if I ever forgot who he was.Jeremy was detailed in his explanation but I felt no connection whatsoever. My memories were fragmented, I could picture some moments and scenes yet nothing felt intimate except for the one person I would meet in about three minutes.Cerci was awfully silent in the car, he'd shift every now and then but he'd not say a thing, not with Zenya in the car watching him like a fuck

END OF A BEGINNING

THEOSweat beaded over my temples as I rocked forward in bed, the sheets beneath me damp and sticky with all sorts of fluids. My back ached, and a moan ragged free from my lips with every thrust of his cock pushing deeper into me.“Fuck… baby… it’s been a whole day already…” I pleaded, my words breaking and my voice cracking. I wasn’t exaggerating. We had literally been holed up in the room the whole day, and not long after going at it for the twelfth time…“Let’s make that a week,” Hunter purred, his teeth grazing over my earlobe. He used his hips to slam deeper, rocking me forward again as I gasped, sucking in air frantically. My ass met him, clenching onto him for dear life… I was… I would climax… again. He leaned over, flipping me forward so that our lips touched—his mashing against mine as he sucked on my lips, earning even more groans from him and slurring mine further…“You like that?” he asked, his fingers groping and squeezing at my sensitive cock, earning a whine from me as

SEXY SINFUL CUM

EVGENY GORDEEVI leaned my head into my hands, my fingers rolling my rings. In my other hand was a cigar, fumes swirling before my eyes... my legs crossed as I glanced ahead at what would be the... thirtieth? Guard I’d gotten for Damian.“I swear… I didn't.. I had no idea.. he came on to me… he asked for me to fuck him…”I reached for my gun, emptying two round shots—one to his head, the second to his chest… his voice stilled, the chains rattling as his body convulsed, and his body went limp… I sighed, shutting my eyes, my head dropping back as I squeezed my eyes shut.“Where is he, Kilian?” I asked my right-hand man. I was getting sick of this shit already… I hated being disturbed.“He’s away… at the moment, but my men have eyes on him. Do you want them to bring him home?” Kilian asked as I waved my finger, busy taking another drag from the cigar.“Everyone leave,” I ordered the seven men on guard in the room. They all bowed in unison, their feet clattering one after the other as th

SEXY STRANGER

ATLASAdjusting the tight-ass boxer briefs, I leaned onto the tray in my hands, my eyes glued to the mark I had trailed out here… loud noise going off in the fucking clubhouse as I headed toward the VIP section.My eyes zeroed in on Maccini, the arrogant bastard who had been trafficking… I’d been trailing him for a month, and tonight, I’d kill the bastard myself. The Feds weren't doing much. He was a rich, arrogant crime lord—had lots of underbelly rings: drugs, trafficking people… it made me sick.Really, I had spent enough time on my hands, yes… it hurt to have left the only two people I had truly loved… it’s been five months already.And even with every other week going by with Hunter texting and the hundreds of voicemails from Theo, I knew I needed to focus on myself and life… which was why I spent my time hunting down bad guys.Yes… I was bad. But men like Maccini? They deserve hell.Just like I had expected, he smacked my ass as I set the tray on the table, a sly smirk on his li

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