All Chapters of Ditched Ex For Russian Mafia Boss: Chapter 131 - Chapter 138

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Steamy... mine again

Lydia POV Something in his eyes changed the second the words left my mouth.He didn’t rush.On the contrary, he walked toward me slowly, unbuttoning his cuffs and rolling his sleeves up like he had all the time in the world. My fingers were still inside myself, my legs spread, shirt pushed up and my pussy glistening and exposed. I should have closed them but I didn’t.I wanted him to see how desperate my pussy was, how wet and inviting.Damon stopped right in front of the couch and looked down at me.“Take your fingers out.” He ordered.I hesitated for half a second and that was enough for his expression to harden.“Now.” he growled this time.I pulled them free and the loss made me clench around nothing.Damon caught my wrist before I could wipe my hand, brought my wet fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean without breaking eye contact. “ Delicious!” He hummed.The wet heat of his tongue made my stomach flip.“You were touching yourself thinking about me?” he said. It was a que

let go

MG POV I kept my expression neutral as we walked into the private room at the back of the old casino. Mikhail moved beside me still as calm as he always looked.I wouldn't say I have been around him much but it's enough to see how he carries himself when walking into these kind of meetings. Hunter Gambino was already seated at the long table, two of his men standing behind him. When we arrived, he dismissed them.The agreement had been clear…one companion each and no weapons. We had followed the rule.Then, my eyes saw her.I narrowed my eyes momentarily. What the hell was she doing here as Hunter Gambino’s companion?She looked shocked when she saw me.Sofia was sitting to Hunter’s right, close enough that their arms almost touched. A thin black choker circled her throat with a small metal ring at the front.I frowned. I knew that…the one they put on people they regarded as pets…as properties.She wore a simple dark dress, hair pulled back with her eyes fixed on the table. Lookin

the responsibility

MG POV After we left the casino, we didn’t speak until the car was moving.Mikhail drove and I sat in the back with Sofia pressed against my side.Her fingers were still locked around mine like she was afraid I would disappear if she let go. Her whole body was trembling and every few seconds a small, broken sound escaped her throat before she swallowed it back down.Blood was drying on my hands and the front of my dress. I could smell it and I knew Sofia could too.Mikhail’s eyes met mine in the rearview mirror.“Start talking,” he said.I kept my voice low. “Not in front of her.”“She’s already seen everything so talk.”Sofia flinched at his tone. I tightened my arm around her shoulders and answered without looking away from the mirror.“Her name is Sofia. I met her at the club the night Leslie and Lydia were there. We spent the evening together. I didn’t know she was connected to Gambino until I walked into that room.” I explained.Mikhail’s jaw flexed. “And the part where you’re i

the fight

I woke up sore.It was not the pleasant kind of sore that faded after coffee. This was deeper. My jaw ached. My throat felt raw. My ass still carried the heat of Damon’s hand, and between my legs I was tender in a way that made every shift of the sheets noticeable. His cum had dried on my thighs overnight. The evidence of how thoroughly he had used me was impossible to ignore.I stared at the ceiling and exhaled slowly.“Bastard,” I muttered.He had walked in, taken control, denied me, fucked me until I couldn’t think straight… and then I had thrown him out. The memory of his face when I told him to leave almost made me smile. The smile however died when I moved and a dull throb reminded me exactly how hard he had taken me.I sat up carefully and the oversized shirt I had pulled on after he left was twisted around my waist. I pushed it down and caught sight of the faint bruises on my hips in the shape of his fingers.I touched one and hissed.My phone sat on the nightstand. There we

a good one

Leslie POV I was the last to arrive at the picnic location. That was what happened when your bladder started getting full every other minute and you had to make countless stops in a single hour. Pregnancy had turned even the simplest outings into a logistical exercise.Mikhail drove me. He didn’t complain about the extra stops, only reached over each time I unbuckled and asked if I needed him to come in with me. I declined every offer, but the fact that he kept asking settled something warm in my chest. When we finally pulled up to the shaded spot in the park, I saw them already settled under a large tree.MG and Lydia were there and… another woman.I paused for a second after Mikhail helped me out of the car. It took me a moment to recognise her. It was the woman from the club that night. The one who had caught MG’s attention on the dance floor. Mikhail had told me later that they had pulled her out during the mission with Gambino. He hadn’t given me every detail, only that she had

finish it

Dimitri POV I arrived at Mikhail’s office early and still felt like I was walking into something I hadn’t prepared for.The Gambino holdings were supposed to be straightforward on paper. Routes, warehouses, a few shell companies that needed new names and new protection. Mikhail sat behind his desk with the calm of a man who had already decided the outcome. I sat across from him, reviewing the numbers, when the door opened without a knock and Damon walked in.He carried a slim black folder under one arm. His expression was controlled, the same professional mask he wore around Mikhail, but the moment his eyes found mine the temperature in the room dropped. He placed the folder on the desk, greeted Mikhail with a short nod, then looked at me again. The stare was flat and cold and I returned it without blinking.Sure enough, Mikhail noticed.He leaned back in his chair, gaze moving between us with quiet interest.“Is there a problem between you two?”He asked, looking confused.“No,” I s

right here

Third person POV Lydia's words had just left her mouth when the two reacted.Damon slammed the door behind them as Dimitri pulled her in his arms.While Dimitri kissed Lydia passionately, Damon sucked at the side of her neck, his hand moving closer to her clothed nipples.Instantly, her body stilled as his hand grazed her nipples.She threw her head back and key out a throaty moan.She was crazy. Yes, she knew.She had just made two possessive mafia men who hadn't shared anything their lives share her.But they were even crazier for not getting mad like every other man would. For other men, this would have been a deal breaker, unfortunately… it was the only option she offered them.She wanted them…both and since they couldn't keep their hands off her, why not.Lydia's stomach churned, and her mind snapped at her to pull away so that she could tease them.But that was the last sane thought she had because Damon gripped her top by the neck, ripping it off her body and shredding it int

my mouth

Lydia POV"Enough.” I snapped.My voice came out shakier than I wanted. Both of them went still.I was standing between two men who were ready to tear each other apart over me, my nipples still wet from their mouths, my thighs slick, and the only thing I could think was: good."You both keep saying mine. Funny. Neither of you asked me." I pointed out.If I allowed them to remain all possessive, I might as well kiss my orgasm I was craving goodbye.Damon's fingers tightened on my jaw. "Cupcake." He called, like it pained him to do so."Hands off, Damon." I ordered, regaining my control over them.A muscle jumped in his cheek, but he let go.Dimitri's chest was hot against my back. His palms settled on my hips, warm and careful, and I hated how badly I wanted them lower."To the couch," I said. "Now."Neither of them moved for a second. Then Damon smirked, slow and dark."Playing bossy?” He asked and I grinned."That has always been me.” I replied.He didn't deny it.I walked to the couc

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