Bratva Trainer's Obsession
"Do you know what happens if I take you and mark you right now, Addie?" His deep, feral voice came, and he saw her gulping.
"What?" She asked breathlessly, surprised that she didn't stutter.
"It means every inch of you will become mine..." He growled, caressing her lips with his thumb.
"Your lips,"
Adeline held her breath as he trailed the hand down the slope of her chest, squeezing her nipples torturously.
"Master...
"Your breasts," he groaned, adjusting himself behind her.
He spanked her ass.
"Ah!" She gasped at the instant sting.
"Your ass," he sounded, then dragged his hand down her shamelessly wet pussy.
"Ohh," Adeline moaned impatiently as he parted the folds of her cûnt and inserted a finger inside.
"And your pussy," he declared in finality.
As if confirming his dirty words, her hungry soaked pussy clenched around the finger.
"If any man as much as touches you..." He warned, grabbing her by the throat.
Adeline whimpered sharply.
"He'll end up in a shallow grave, and you'll end up getting tied to my bed and fucked so hard my name will be the only thing you remember."
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After spending five years behind bars for the murder of her parents, the truth about Adeline's case slipped.
Her boyfriend—Corey, killed her parents to steal their investments and framed her.
Now, Adeline's thirst for revenge needed satiation. To bring a man like Corey to his knees, she needed strength.
She proceeded to Russia where she joined The Bratva, disguised as a man.
But the moment her trainer—the most psychotic man in Russia, set eyes on her, he knew she was a woman, and the demons in his head requested for her pieces.
Break her.
Ruin her.
Make her your dirty little toy.
And him? He took it too serious.