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Don Maxim's Plaything
Last Updated : 2025-04-13
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Livia Rossi had done everything to escape her father and the Italian Mafia. She denied her roots and even changed her last name. All her efforts go down the drain when her family finally finds her. To punish her for her indiscretions, she suffers and is later sold to the highest bidder as a slave. She is sold to her father’s rival, the Russian Mafia. She fears for the worst but things take a turn when she realizes her chance for survival is to pretend she’s not an Italian Mafia Princess. Since her family murdered the sister of the Pakhan of the Bratva, she knows the Bratva will kill her. What happens when she falls for the big bad Pakhan? Will he forgive her when he finds out she’s the daughter of the man who killed his sister, or will Livia escape the throes of the Bratva? In a foreign land where she doesn’t know anyone, she has to do anything to escape. Even if it means crossing Maxim Novikov and Bratva. She can’t let anyone, especially the Pakhan, deter her plans to destroy her family.
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Don Maxim's Plaything John
Things are tense between Maxim and I that we didn’t want to be in the same room together. Since the penthouse only had one bedroom, I slept on the bed and I think he slept on the couch.It was clear the trust he had on me was long gone. Early the next morning, a bodyguard showed up.“Since I can’t trust you to be on your own, you have to stay with him.” He said. “He will watch your every move.”I was frustrated, tired, and still angry from the events of the previous day. It baffled me how he didn’t see what was wrong with what he had done.I stared at him incredulously, wondering how long he was going to keep up that act. He had already forgotten that he had brought me to Chicago so he could remind me of what I had missed while I was in Italy. It seemed that the concept was lost on him. He didn’t care that he was hurting me, that he was jeopardizing our relationship. All he cared about was asserting his dominance and showing me he was the boss.“Are you going to lock me in the pentho
Last Updated : 2025-04-13Don Maxim's Plaything Blowout in Chicago
Maxim was LIVID. As soon as I stepped into the penthouse, I felt the air of hostility. Maxim was yelling at someone as he spoke on the phone. His suit jacket was off, the first few buttons of his shirt undone, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled to his elbows.He raked my hands through his hair as he said, “I don’t care if you turn Chicago upside down! Find my woman and do not come back here without her!”When he heard the elevator chime, he turned around and sighed in relief. He cut the call immediately and reached me in two strides. I’d come back late since where I was meeting with Mira was on the other side of town. I tried to make it earlier before Maxim arrived but I’d been caught in peak-hour traffic.“You better have a good fucking reason about leaving here without my fucking permission!” He yelled.He was so angry that a vein popped on his forehead. He could barely hold his emotions in. He fisted his hands so hard that his knuckles turned white. I stepped back and he ste
Last Updated : 2025-04-12Don Maxim's Plaything Mira
I left the penthouse a few minutes after the housekeeper did and headed downstairs. Since everyone had already seen me come in with Maxim, I had to make sure I wore a baseball and clothes that would not catch any attention.As soon as I was outside, I hailed a taxi. I asked the driver to take me to my destination. The drive was longer than I expected since I was on the side of the city. Luckily for me, the route we used didn’t have any traffic, so I arrived within the hour. “Wait for me here. I promise I won’t be long,” I said to the driver. Since we were in a remote area, I didn’t know if I would get a ride back, and I was sure Mira would not entertain being seen with me.She insisted that people didn’t see us together. I couldn’t be seen with her. We usually met at an abandoned church that had been closed for almost twenty years. It was still intact, and it provided a nice space for us to talk privately without being seen by anyone. I entered the church, hoping I would see Mira t
Last Updated : 2025-04-11Don Maxim's Plaything Deceit in Chicago (1)
I didn't come out of the bathroom until I was sure Maxim had left. I knew I was throwing a tantrum but at that moment, I didn't care. I was tired of being a slave—a pawn in everyone’s game.I didn't want to play games. I wanted to be treated like a human being for once in my life. Maxim wasn't giving me what I wanted. I wanted to be free for once.I escaped my father and found freedom. However, looking back, I was always under the thumb of the F.B.I. They dictated how I lived my life and the decisions I made.Looking back, I never had any freedom.I opened the bathroom door and looked all around the penthouse to make sure he was gone. He’d told me he was leaving before he left and begged me to come out of the bathroom. A desperate part of me had hoped he would stay with me because I was mad.But who was I to think I was important enough that he would leave his work for me?I test the living room, wondering what to do next. He looked for my phone everywhere, but I couldn’t find it. The
Last Updated : 2025-04-10Don Maxim's Plaything Sadness in Chicago
After an evening of pure bliss in the arms of the man I loved the most, I woke up feeling giddy. It was the first time I had woken up with him next to me. He always got up before me to go to work.I guess he was stress-free because he was in Chicago.His strong arms were around me so tightly that they were suffocating. I peeled myself from his arms and went into the bathroom. One look in the mirror and I gasped.My hair was dishevelled, my skin flushed, and there were bite marks all over my body. I looked like I had just been fucked all night—I had. Maxim was insatiable in bed, and so was I.I washed my face and stared at myself as I contemplated what I was going to do. A part of me yearned to go back to Russia just so I wouldn’t be away from Maxim. However, a huge part of me argued that if I went back, Maxim would suffer because of me.I would be the end of him, and he would resent me once he found out what I had done. I had still not gotten over what I had done to him. Every time I
Last Updated : 2025-04-09Don Maxim's Plaything Sex in the City
With his arms around me, he slowly pulled me to face him. Then he kissed me aggressively. It was the best feeling in the world. He kissed all my worries away and made me feel safe in his arms.Our lips moved together in sync, teeth clashing, lips biting and tongues fighting for dominance. Goosebumps Rose all over my skin and electricity goes through my veins. I knew what you wanted and I wanted it just as badly as he did his hands were all over me fondling my breasts, kissing my neck, rubbing my hips and needing my butt.Caught in the wave of euphoria that was brewing between us. I found myself taking off my jumper with his help in my T-shirts and next while my sweatpants until I was just in my underwear in front of him.He also took off the shirt he was wearing as well as his cargo pants, and we found ourselves tangled in the mess of our passion, right there against the flow to the ceiling window. I explored his chiseled body with my hands, cheering them everywhere as if I couldn’t g
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Don Maxim's Plaything Nostalgia
As soon as we landed in Chicago, a wave of nostalgia hit me. The weather was exactly how I remembered, and for a moment, I could imagine going back to the life I lived before I was taken to Russia.However, no matter how much I tried picturing myself enjoying it, I couldn’t. I knew it would be more mundane than before, but at least I wouldn’t be facing the threat of death every single moment of my life.As soon as we stepped off the jet, four black SUVs were waiting for us, along with a lot of guards. They were all wearing black suits with black sunglasses over their eyes and guns in their holsters.We were led to one of the SUVs, and it immediately drove off. I stared out the window from the airport to wherever we were going to be staying. The whole time, I kept thinking of all the happy memories I had there.And the bad ones.I barely had enough to eat most nights, and I remember being so miserable at first and then just happy that I had some freedom. I wasn’t sure that kind of life
Last Updated : 2025-04-06Don Maxim's Plaything On The Bright Side
I looked at Maxim like he was joking but I soon realized that he wasn’t. He was dead serious as he smiled and looked me in the eye. He put his hands on my shoulders and kissed me on the forehead. “You missed home a lot and I thought it was a good idea for me to take you there so you could enjoy yourself and remember what home felt like.”My heart beat so fast I thought it would beat right out of my chest. Why would he want to go back to Chicago? I had no life in Chicago. Where was I going to take him to show him that I missed the city?“We don’t have to. I know you are a busy man…”He shook his head and from the look in his eyes, I immediately knew he had already made up his mind and there was no backing down. I wanted to argue with him and then I remembered going back to Chicago would give me a way out.I could talk with my handler and she would save me. She would help me escape from Maxim and I could go on helping her take down Alfonso. It was a win-win situation. It would hurt me
Last Updated : 2025-04-05Don Maxim's Plaything Guilty
Maxim was understanding and extra sensitive ever since I told him I was homesick. I wasn't sure whether it was because he felt guilty for keeping in Russia when he shouldn't have.Either way, the guilt of what I had done to him and his organization was eating me alive. I could barely look him in the eye without feeling bad.I wasn't sure how long my excuse of homesickness was going to suffice for. At some point, I was going to have to admit that something else was bothering me aside from missing Chicago.People were going to suspect I was hiding something if I didn't come with a better excuse. “What’s on your mind?” Sonya asked.She had come to visit me when she found out the boys were out of the house. She didn't like coming to the house when they were around because they forced us to train and she hated it.She hated any form of physical exercise that didn't involve shopping.“Nothing…” I answered.I hadn't even realized I was staring into space until she spoke to me. I didn't dare
Last Updated : 2025-04-04
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