All Chapters of Ditched Ex For Russian Mafia Boss: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I froze. No, more like every nerve in my body stiffened from that revelation. Austin was helping the Yakuzas traffic children? The man I was married to was capable of such monstrosity? But why was I being surprised at this point? Wasn't lying to me and marrying someone else already show the kind of a person he was?Amelia looked at Mikhail before nodding slowly." You seem to recognise me, don't you?" Mikhail finally asked, a cruel smile playing on his lips." I don't care about your relationship with Austin, today, I am here to ask you about your relationship with my brother, Caspian Volkov." Mikhail's deep voice cut through the silence.The color drained from Amelia's face, and she took an involuntary step back." Caspian is dead," she stammered, her eyes wide with a terror that seemed bone-deep. " He died years ago."" But you killed him, didn't you?" Mikhail pressed, taking a step closer to her.Amelia shook her head, her denial a desperate, silent plea." I didn't... I swear..."

Leslie POV The leather of the car seat was cool against my back as Mikhail drove us away from the club. The city lights blurred past the window against the dark canvas of the night. The silence in the car was heavy, but not uncomfortable. " She's lying," Mikhail said suddenly, his voice cutting through the quiet. " Amelia." I turned to look at him, his profile sharp in the dim glow from the dashboard. " About what?" " About not knowing the name of the person who gave her the order to kill Caspian. People in her line of work might be disposable, but they're not completely blind. They know who signs their paychecks." I considered his words. " Maybe she's too scared to say. Fear can be a powerful motivator for silence." I pointed out. That was a possibility. For Amelia, she looked like she had lost hope that she was going to live. " Fear is for the weak," he said, his tone flat, final. " She's hiding something. Or someone." The idea settled in my mind. Amelia was a pawn, but paw

Leslie povMikhail growled, and the next thing I knew, he was pushing into me, the tip of his thick cock filling me. I cried out, my hips bucking against his. The feeling of my wet cunt taking in every inch of his cock felt heavenly. It was like coming home. Mikhail had one of my legs lifted and draped around his waist and my back pressed to the bed. My other leg was down, offering me support as he sank his girth deep inside my wanting wetness.I gasped when his thick tip hit the entrance to my womb, the feeling so intense that my eyes were rolling into the back of my head. I let out a loud cry of pleasure when he began fucking me, his pace rough and needy. I clung to his broad shoulders, my body shaking with desire."That's it, baby," he grunted, his face buried in my neck, his mouth placing hot, open-mouthed kisses on my skin. "That's how you grip a cock with your walls, baby. That's how you should take my cock, as if your life depends on it. Fuck, you missed this, didn't you? You m

Dimitri was silent for a long moment, the weight of my words sinking in. He was a proud man, and the thought of working for a woman, for *me*, was a bitter pill to swallow. Especially when he had blatantly disrespected me not long ago. The look on his face... He would kill me given the chance but he knew better than that. " Fine," he finally said. He sounded like the word were tasting like ash in his mouth. " I'll work for you."" Good choice," I said, a triumphant smirk spreading across my face. I had come here not to shed blood but to remind arrogant jerks like dimitri to never judge a woman's without seeing what I was capable of. Maybe on their world, a Donna needed to know how to shoot and fight and all...not that k didn't. That however wasn't everything that she needed to know. Just because I managed a company didn't mean I was gentle...a sassy princess.I turned to look at Lydia who was watching Dimitri like a hawk. "Lydia, uncuff him." I instructed her. " Already?" Lydia as

When I blurted those words out, I expected Mikhail to frown and tell me that he would have taken care of Dimitri himself. I was surprised when he didn't. Instead, he offered me a smile." I know," he said, his voice softening. " And I am so proud of you."I looked at him, shocked at first. Then my heart swelled with a mix of relief and desire. My man wasn't against the idea of seeking justice for myself. Was that what he meant by he knew I was no weakling and could handle my shit?" You are?" I asked, a small smile playing on my lips." Yes," Mikhail replied, his thumb stroking my lower lip. " You are not a princess to be sheltered, Leslie. You are a queen and queens rule their kingdom." He pointed out. I broke into a smile hearing those words.Mikhail then leaned in and kissed me again, this time with a tenderness that took my breath away." You are a dangerous woman, Leslie Volkov," he murmured against my lips. " And I wouldn't have you any other way."His words were like a potent a