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A Maid
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2025-02-14 16:21:56
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“You made her a maid,” I said to Mikhail.I flew to Finland for a few hours and he already made decisions without me. He may have been my second in command but that didn’t mean I wanted him anywhere near Livia’s business.She was mine to deal with.“I told you people would talk if we didn’t do something. No one will question who she is and what her role is if she is already working for us. The last thing we need is people claiming you bought a girl.”As much as I hated it, Mikhail was right. I only rose to the throne because I supported the agenda that women and children were not commodities for sale. That and the fact that I was the most dangerous man in Russia.If people found out I kept the girl Viktor bought, my men would break my rules.No one would respect my authority. It was important to lead by example. However, when it came to Livia Brown, I made impulsive decisions because I was so taken with her.I wouldn’t let her go until I figured out why she made me feel what no woman
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When Mikhail told me he would give me a new role, I didn’t expect it to be Maxim’s personal maid. I didn’t understand what it meant. I thought Maxim was trying to lure me into his bed and I had yet to figure out if I was right.The uniform I was given was very different from my previous one. The previous one consisted of a long blue dress with a white collar and a white apron.The new one was much shorter, sitting a few inches below my mid-thigh. It was a short-sleeved black dress with lace trimmings on the sleeves and the hem and a sweetheart neckline that accentuated my cleavage.The outfit was topped off with a short white lace apron, white stockings, and short black Mary Janes. My hair was in a low bun with a few tendrils hanging on the side of my face.My cheeks were flushed red and I couldn’t stop shaking. I was both excited and frightened at the idea of seeing Maxim again. I always cowered under his intense gaze.“I don’t know what Maxim sees in you,” Polina said in her terribl
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I blushed profusely, embarrassed that I had been caught staring. Maxim wasn’t wearing glasses and he looked better without them. I briefly wondered where he got his scar from. Not that it made him ugly. It only added to the allure of darkness that surrounded him. Maxim’s gaze was almost predatory as he angled his head to get a better look at me. His gaze lingered on my chest and my thighs. For reasons unknown to me, his gaze excited me. Unlike other times when the male gaze made me feel self-conscious. I liked the fact that a man as powerful as Maxim found me attractive. I may have been a virgin but I wasn’t stupid. We both stood there staring at one another for a few seconds before he turned and disappeared into his walk-in closet. I wanted to leave but I couldn’t since he had stopped me before. The last thing I needed was to get on Maxim’s bad side. I may have been a strong girl but I remembered what Carlos did to me when I disobeyed him. Men in the mafia didn’t like resistance
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I left Russia as soon as I left my mansion. I didn’t tell Livia that, though. I still didn’t know who she was. Before I trusted her, I needed to know where she came from and why she was so special that Viktor broke the rules so he could bring her home. Every effort Mikhail had made to try and find out where she came from hit a brick wall. She didn’t raise any red flags but she remained mysterious and I hated that. Mikhail couldn’t even find her family. Not knowing who surrounded you in the mafia was like giving your enemy a loaded gun. Anyone could put a knife in your fucking back and I had to learn that the hard way. I’d taken way too many knives to my back. I was on my way to Italy to meet Nikita. He said he had something for me. Nikita was my cousin but I looked at him as a brother. He had stood by my side more times than I could count and saved my life a couple of times too. He was the best assassin I had ever trained and the best enforcer in the Bratva. He could get informa
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I rushed to my room, unable to be at the party any longer. I knew I would get in trouble but at the moment, I didn’t care. I just wanted to get away.I was wet and I’d just found out that Maxim had a fiancé. I didn’t know what I expected from a man in the mafia, let alone a Pakhan. He could have any woman he wanted—of course, he wanted them all.I didn’t understand why I was so hurt by what I had discovered. I should have expected it. I’d been fooled one too many times by the men in the mafia to have had such high expectations.I thought he really liked me but he was just using me as a substitute for his gorgeous fiancee. She was the one he wanted and he was using me to make her jealous.It suddenly made sense why he wanted to take me to the party. He was hoping she would show up and see us together and she did. In the end, he got what he wanted.I rushed to the bathroom and closed the door. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and wiped my makeup angrily. I wasn’t as gorgeous as V
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In one swift movement, he put his hands on my waist and perched me on his desk. He ripped my gown from my body and discarded it somewhere on the ground."You drive me crazy, little firecracker, " he said. "Do you know that? I think you do and that is why you strutted into my office wearing nothing."Before I could find some lame excuse for my behavior, he kissed once more, with both his hands on either side of me, locking me in place.His mouth was addicting. He kissed me with so much passion and lust that it drove me insane. It felt like he was making love to me with his mouth, giving me a teaser of what would come as he fucked me."God, you don’t know how much I have missed being inside of you. " He said into my mouth.He trailed his mouth down to my neck where he bit and sucked on the flesh as he fondled my breasts over my bra.I threw my head back and moaned, loving the sensation he brought. With just one touch, he lit every single port of me on fire.I quivered and shivered as h
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There, on the ground kneeling was Mira. She had bruises and cuts all over her body. She looked beaten down and tortured. I could try to hide my shock but it was impossible. I could tell she had suffered all night and I couldn't help but wonder what she had said as she was being tortured. Even a chunk of her hair was gone from her head and blood was dripping down to her face. I felt sorry for her and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for myself as well. Who knew if she had something on her that could link her to me. Things were bad and all I could do was hold my breath and watch all of it unfold. “You know this girl, Mira? Or we should call her Clarisa Sanchez. She thought she was slick sneaking into a party and pretending she was just someone normal. She’s FBI.” Maxim said as he gauged my reaction.I was already so scared and shook that I was speechless. It felt like everything was falling apart and I was coming to my end soon. I couldn’t help but wonder what life had in store for me
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I should not have trusted anyone to rescue me. I should have known the FBI would never forgive me. They were out to get me from the very start. I thought they would have my back when things got tough.Turns out they wanted to use me and stab me in the back.That night, after talking to Mira in the bathroom, I went home with Maxim. He immediately noticed my bad mood. Instead of being annoyed or irritated, he stopped at a bakery.He quietly went inside and came back a few minutes later with cake in his hands.“You love blackberry cake so I thought I would get it for you.Maxim was so good to me sometimes, that I questioned whether it was a good idea to plot to leave him.I quietly took the cake from his hands and smiled gracefully. He noticed the little things. He knew when I was sad, happy, angry or frustrated.It was a mystery sometimes why he pushed my buttons so much. But I guess you are all human and we weren’t perfect.“Thank you,” I said shyly.He just nodded in agreement and tur
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Livia was hiding a secret in Chicago and I was determined to find out what it was. The normal thibg for me to do was to give her freedom and then follow her to wherever she was going.However, the carnal part of me didn't agree with that sentiment. All I wanted to do was to keep her to myself. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was with someone else and I didn't like that.All I wanted to do was keep her to myself. The thought that she was meeting another man was a pill that was fucking difficult for me to swallow.I hated treating her like she was some sort of property I kept an eye on. I was past denying I had no feelings for that woman. What I felt for her was something I had never felt for any woman before.I was afraid she would let me down in the worst possible way and I would have to suffer the consequences of letting a woman so close to my circle.I left her in the room that morning after fucking her senseless just to prove a point. I wanted to show her that I was better th
