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Don Maxim's Plaything Distrust
I couldn’t get the events of the night we got attacked in a restaurant out of my mind. It dominated every minute of my day to the point that some people noticed I was absent-minded.“What’s on your mind?” Mikhail asked. He was one of the few people who noticed things like that because he knew me so well.I didn’t answer his question because I didn’t know where to start.When we were attacked, my whole world stood still. I didn’t know how deep my feelings for Livia went until the idea of anything happening to her crippled me.I’d looked at her, ready to protect her but she had already gotten on the ground to seek shelter. She worked well under pressure, and she didn’t look scared at all. After establishing she was okay and out of the line of fire, I ran for my gun.I’d looked back at her and there was, helping other people. She had been leading them to a backroom to get protection. I chose at that moment to cover her so nothing would happen to her as she was helping.I thought she woul
Last Updated : 2025-03-13Don Maxim's Plaything Curtains Fell
Maxim was gone for three weeks. For three weeks, I waited for him to come to me and he didn’t. I was a bit scared because I thought my decisions to help people may have scared him a little. I didn’t know why I was unhappy about that.I should have been more than happy that he was leaving me alone. However, I couldn’t help that I wanted to see him—even just to look at him.I was in trouble because I was stupid enough to fall for the most dangerous man in Russia. He could kill me with a snap of my neck and he wouldn’t lose any sleep over it. I’d heard a lot of rumors about the kind of man he was.Yet, there I was, praying to see him again even if it was just once.Since he was gone and my role had been to make sure he was taken care of him and do tasks for him, I was idle for the entirety of the time I was in the mansion. I did nothing but explore and read books.Since Polina was not around, I decided to go further up the stairs of the East Wing. I thought of it as a big ‘fuck you’ to h
Last Updated : 2025-03-14Don Maxim's Plaything The Ball (1)
I wore the gold strapless ballgown that went all the way to my ankles and put on the matching stilettos that came with it. I put my hair up in a bun with a few tendrils hanging loose around my head to accentuate my shoulders.I wore a little bit more makeup than usual because I had a feeling Maxim was taking me somewhere extravagant. I sprayed my neck and shoulders with gold shimmery body spray so I would glitter in the light.After I was done, I looked for a nice golden clutch and put all my items in it. I decided to put on some golden earrings but planned to go bare-neck. It would accentuate the dress even more.As soon as I was done, like clockwork, someone knocked on the door and asked me to meet Maxim downstairs. I wondered if Maxim had a camera in my room because it was odd that he always sent someone to get me as soon as I was done getting ready.“I’ll be right down,” I told the staff member.When she was gone, I inspected myself one more time, and once I was satisfied with wha
Last Updated : 2025-03-15Don Maxim's Plaything The ball (2)
Maxim led me out of the car and into the event. Everything was boisterous with chatter and music playing in the background. The marble floors shone, and the chandeliers provided immaculate light that made the place look magical. All eyes were on us as soon as we entered. It must have been because Maxim was the Pakhan. I wasn’t sure that I liked the attention, though. Ever since I left home, ithe dea of someone finding me and reporting back to my father crippled me.It was more now that I was with Maxim. He could expose me to Maxim just to see me die a slow, excruciating death. No one went against Alfonso, and I had done exactly that.“This is a mafia event. Everyone here is very dangerous. Stick close to me and don’t talk to anyone.”I nodded my head and looked straight ahead. I didn’t want to talk to him at all after the words he had said to me in the car. He invalidated all my feelings and everything he and I had shared.He treated me the same way a man treated his girlfriend and t
Last Updated : 2025-03-16Don Maxim's Plaything Trouble
Vadim called me by my real name—the one on my birth certificate. All of a sudden, the food started to taste like cardboard. I almost spit it out.I thought the worst thing that could happen was him finding out I was Alfonso Rossi’s daughter. I was very very wrong.I followed his line of sight and what I saw almost made me faint. There Alfonso was, at the entrance, looking right at me.In that moment I knew my fears had come true. Alfonso had a sharp look on his face and his gaze drilled right into my head.I couldn't look away from him. When Carlos stepped beside Alfonso, I knew I was in a hole I couldn't dig myself out of. I had been caught.Maxim stepped in my line of sight and looked between me and Alfonso like he suspected something was off.Like I had been taught for many years, I wiped the shock from my face and conjured an impassive look on my face. I plastered a smile and told Vadim, “My name is Livia Brown. I don't know what you’re talking about.”Without waiting for a respon
Last Updated : 2025-03-18Don Maxim's Plaything Rules
Before I could speak, I was let go and slapped a cross the face so hard that I fell to the floor, clutching my cheek in pain.“You thought you could run from me, didn’t you?” Carlos asked.He loomed over me with a sneer on his face. He looked at me disgustingly like he wasn't the one that sold me to the Russian.“You must really have a guardian angel,” he said bitterly, “But that's all over now.”I struggled to get up but my dress held me back. It was too heavy and I could see Carlos’ gun tucked into the waistband of his slacks.He had an evil smile on his face. For the first time, I saw something I had never seen before—jealousy in his eyes.My eyes explored his body with curiosity.His hair may have been sleeked back with as much gel as he could put in his hair but I saw past his facade. He had on dark bug under his eyes that you could see if you looked closely enough.I tried to reach for him but he whipped his gun from the waistband of his jeans and said, “Move and I will kill you
Last Updated : 2025-03-19Don Maxim's Plaything The Plan (Maxim)
I figured Mikhail was right. That was the only explanation I had for where Livia came form and how she knew Russian was that she had been sent by Alfonso. I wouldn’t know until I tested that theory.Our investigation of what happened that night I went out with Livia panned out. The attack coincided with when Alfonso landed in Russia. That was no coincidence.He was in Russia for the annual mafia convention where all the mafia leaders, heirs, and their wives met and created business relations. He thought he could use the Yakuza to come at me since they were banned from the party and it wouldn’t come to bite him in the ass.He was getting me more angry by the second. I dreaded seeing Alfonso. After everything he had done to me, it was a lot to ask for me to be in the same room as him.He nearly killed Livia and I. That was the only excuse I had as to why Livia couldn’t be working with Alfonso. If she was, why would he risk killing her?He still needed her, didn’t he?Mikhail and I cam
Last Updated : 2025-03-20Don Maxim's Plaything Touch Yourself
“Take off your clothes,” Max said to me as soon as we were back at his house.When he asked me to leave the party immediately after I left the bathroom with Carlos, I was shocked. I thought he was going to kill me.However, he asked me to wait in the car while he had a few words with Carlos. I later saw my eldest brother walking back into the event with a discolored eye.I couldn’t help but smile. He got what he deserved.The whole car ride was filled with tense silence, my father’s words replaying in my head over and over again. I couldn’t believe what he was asking me to do. However, I went along with it, afraid to die.When Alfonso threatened death, he meant it. He was going to do it even if I was his flesh and blood. “Follow me,” Maxim said when we arrived in his mansion. At first, I thought he had busted me and was going to kill me.There was no way he hadn’t noticed Carlos and I coming out from the same area and Alfonso following us soon after.What I didn’t expect was for him
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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
Don Maxim's Plaything About saving her...
“She is just someone that I used to know. She and I were neighbors and then suddenly she stopped seeing me around. When she saw me here, she was worried that I was in trouble. She told me she heard rumors that you were in the mafia and she was worried for my safety.“Oh yeah? If she was your neighbor, what was she doing at this party?” He asked.He was getting suspicious and I was worried he would find out that Mira was FBI and kill us both. There was no way I would have made it through the night if he had found out who Mira was and what she was planning.Her family had been killed as a result of gang wars while she was in Mexico. She and her older sister had to move to the U.S illegally to find a better life. Once she got to Chicago, it was hard for them to get a job.Her sister had to result to prostitution just to make ends meet. That was the story she had given me. It was no surprise that she resented the mafia and everything it stood for for that reason alone.It was the speech s
Don Maxim's Plaything The Ball (1) (Maxim)
By the time I was done with my errands, it was already late and I couldn’t go back to the penthouse. I had to go to the ball directly. I changed into a tux, and slicked my hair back as a way of styling it. On the way to the ball, I went to Cartier and picked out a diamond necklace. Livia deserved the best, and even though I was mad at her, I couldn’t help but want to spoil her. When I got to the venue, I saw many cars lined up. The ball, unlike others I had ever been on, I was not a mafia one. It was a charity ball for the homeless. Every now and then, I gave back to the community. It was the least I could do considering I sold drugs and guns for a living. But just because it was not a mafia ball didn’t mean it would not have influential people in the underworld. I was meeting an important politician there since it would raise eyebrows if we met officially. He was supposed to uphold the law, not break it. “Where is she?” I asked John as soon as I saw him. He pointed at Livia sp
Don Maxim's Plaything The Penthouse (Maxim)
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
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Maxim fucked me all night and by the time he was done with me, I was screaming that I was his. He knew what to do to make me fold and get me to admit who my body belonged to.By the time we were done, we were both a sweating mess on the bed. His wound had soon stopped bleeding, and he acted like he wasn’t wounded. He had a lot of strength and stamina if he was able to fuck me like that while he was injured.He also had a very high tolerance to pain. It was like he didn’t feel it at all. I honestly admired him in a sense.Once it was morning, and I tried to get off the bed, he pulled me back and kissed me. I refused to kiss him back, but he pinched my sides to force my mouth open so he could kiss me.When his tongue was inside my mouth, I couldn’t help but melt into him and kiss him back. When he pulled back, he had a look of satisfaction on his face. He seemed proud of himself for everything he had done.I tried to get off the bed again, and he pulled me back.“I’m still angry at you
Don Maxim's Plaything Say You’re Mine (1)
I was weak for Maxim and it was honestly so pathetic. I Z have been okay to tell him no–to push him away. Instead, I held him closer to me as he kissed the air right out of my lungs. I felt his erection poking my stomach the more we kissed. He took a deep breath, and grabbed my hair in his fist, pulling my head away for a second. “Say you’re mine,” he whispered in his deep voice as he stared at me in his lust–filled eyes.I shook my head in desire. He may have lit every single nerve in my body on fire and caused goosebumps to rise on my skin. Hell, I was so turned on that arousal drenched my pantties and dripped down my thighs. However, he wouldn't trick me into admitting that I was his.I would never forget how he told me in a degrading manner that I was his property. Seeing the resistance in my eyes, he kissed me again, this time harder than the first time.He turned me around and pushed me to the bed. Without missing a beat, he got on top of me.“Say you are mine,” he repeated.“
Don Maxim's Plaything A Helping Hand
Maxim had bruises on his face like he had been fighting with someone. As he approached me, there was a slight limp to him that I didn’t like.His leg also seemed injured. It was clear he had gotten into a fight. I didn't think it was possible for business to follow him to Chicago. “What happened?!” I asked as I closed the distance between us and put my hands on his arms. “You’re hurt. Let me clean you up.”Instead of listening to me, he put his free hand on my cheek and looked at me like he was searching for answers in my eyes.He was always trying to read me by looking into my eyes, but this time it was different. His expression was a mixture of curiosity and intrigue.He looked at me the same way he did the first day we met. It was like he was wondering who I was for the first time.“Let’s go,” I said, breaking away from his trance and dragging him to the bathroom.If he didn’t get his wounds cleaned up, he was going to bleed out and pass out. I was angry at him because had not tak
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
