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Don Maxim's Plaything They Found Me
There was an increasing number of female kidnappings around the area where I lived; downtown Chicago. That’s why I hugged my body to myself after my bar shift at 3 am and rushed home. I held a small pocket knife tightly in my hand inside my purse. I didn’t want to take a risk. As I was walking through the dark streets, I thought I heard footsteps behind me. I looked behind but I didn’t see anything. I had seen too many thriller movies not to guess what happened after a woman heard rustling nearby. I walked quickly, looking behind to ensure no one was following me. When I looked forward again, a man was walking toward me. I stopped and contemplated running back the way I came from. Luckily for me, the man wasn’t a threat to me. He walked past me as though he hadn’t seen me.I continued on my way home. This time, my guard was lowered because I assumed I was growing paranoid. I walked safely for the next two blocks until everything changed. It all happened in an instant. One minute
Last Updated : 2025-01-17Don Maxim's Plaything A Monster
“She’s a virgin. Her hymen is intact.” The man said as he removed his two gloves from inside of me.“You couldn’t find anyone to fuck you in the U.S., Livia? I thought you would have found a husband and had kids by now. But look at you, working waitressing jobs in downtown Chicago. Are you fucking stupid? You could have had everything in Italy with a rich husband.”“I was just eighteen and the man was forty years older than me!” I screamed.The image of the man I was supposed to marry before I ran away from the family almost made me vomit. He had yellowing teeth, a pot belly, and was bald.He had a reputation for only dealing with younger girls. Once his young wives got older, he sold them to brothels. Who wanted to live that kind of life?“I don’t hear Allegra complaining. In the face of you running away, she took your place and she seems to be enjoying it too.” Carlo said as he laughed. “It was the first time a man in the Mafia was grateful to have a sister as a substitute bride.”I
Last Updated : 2025-01-17Don Maxim's Plaything Sold!
I thought Carlo would sell me immediately, kill me, or ‘service me to his men’ like he promised as he beat me to a pulp. Instead, he locked me in a basement with no lights. I had to endure the cold concrete, the screams of men being tortured, and constant hunger. No matter how much I screamed and shouted, no one let me out of the cage. The bars were too strong for me to try and break. And even if I could free myself, it was too dark for me to see a thing. The fear that a snake or rat would come and bite me was constantly haunting me. But it wasn’t greater than the fear of Carlo sending his men to come and rape me.I became so anxious that I picked up the habit of scratching my left arm to the point that it became raw. I also bit my nails until there was nothing left to bite anymore. Only when I got tired of screaming for help did Carlo’s men bring me food and water. I regained strength and screamed for help and later received a beating. The cycle continued until I finally learned
Last Updated : 2025-01-17Don Maxim's Plaything Maxim
Did Carlo sell me to the Bratva to make amends with Maxim? If so, I was in for a life of suffering. I was scared for my life. If the Bratva was anything like the Sicilian Mafia, I knew I would wish I were dead. Viktor, the man who bought me, and the other one who he spoke to, started walking while dragging me with them. I wanted to run away but I was in a foreign country and I didn’t want to get beaten. I wouldn’t get far anyway. I was tied up and blindfolded and who knew how many men were in the house? I had to bid my time and wait for the right moment. I was hesitant in my movements but the man who bought me was resilient. “You’re giving me a fucking hard time!” He yelled and slapped me across the face. He pulled my hair and shook me around a little. “Either be compliant or I’ll cut off your legs.” I nodded my head profusely in fear of what he would do. He had a temper. Suddenly, everything and everyone was quiet. There was tension in the air and I could sense the fe
Last Updated : 2025-01-17Don Maxim's Plaything She’s Mine (Maxim)
The moment I saw her, I knew she was innocent—untouched. Her innocence was like a beacon calling out to me, begging me to corrupt her and break her until the only air she wanted to breathe was mine. I didn’t understand it at all. The moment I looked into her eyes, I knew she was mine. She had the palest blue eyes I had ever seen. You could get lost in them. They were laced with innocence, fear, and deep down, a fire so wild I wasn’t sure I could tame. I knew how to read people. It had been my job to learn the inner workings of the human mind to get into my target’s mind. It’s what made me a dangerous man. I worked as an assassin for my old Pakhan until I staged a coup with Mikhail and Nikita and took over as the Pakhan. A lot of men were against the sale of flesh because they had families of their own. They supported me until I took over fully and stopped it completely. I wasn’t stupid; I knew people still practiced it in secret. I was just glad it was a taboo. Viktor knew
Last Updated : 2025-02-12Don Maxim's Plaything Mikhail
For three days, I remained cuffed to the bed. I waited for the Pakhan to come in and show what kind of a monster he truly was, but he never did.I was in a bedroom that was much bigger than my apartment back in Chicago. It had a king-sized bed, a walk-in closet, a fully equipped bathroom, and a locked balcony.It was the best place I had lived in for a while.I was fed, taken for bathroom breaks, and I had a television to entertain me. It was bigger than anything I had ever seen, but all the channels were in Russian. What they didn’t know was that I could understand Russian very well.One of the few things I could thank Father for.What did they want with me? It was like being in that cage back again—never knowing what was going to happen next. In those three days, I never saw the Pakhan or his mouthpiece.I thought he only pretended to have morals and secretly bought women to play with. Otherwise, why keep me?A part of me really wished he was the monster I thought him to be. If he w
Last Updated : 2025-02-13Don Maxim's Plaything A Maid
When Mikhail said he was letting me out, I didn’t think he was going to make a maid in the mansion. I was the only maid who didn’t reside in the servant quarters.Being a maid was better than being someone’s sex slave. It’s what made me somewhat grateful that the Russian mafia took me. All those stories Alfonso told me about the Bratva were fake.He said they were cannibals and would eat me alive and spit me out in pieces if I associated with them. So far, they were way better than the Cosa Nostra which treated women like they were sex toys to be played with.“My name is Polina and Mikhail instructed me to guide you through your duties. He made it clear you are not supposed to leave the mansion. He doesn’t trust you and neither do I. I’m going to have my eyes on you.”“Sure, blame the girl who was kidnapped,” I whispered under my breath.“Did you say something?” Polina asked.I shook my head and pressed my lips shut. I should not have said that out loud. Images of Carlo and his men be
Last Updated : 2025-02-14Don Maxim's Plaything Carnal Desire (Maxim)
“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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Don Maxim's Plaything It’s Sergei
As he strangled me almost to death, I kept wondering what I had done wrong. I had done a lot of things, but it wouldn’t have to know what I’d caused my death. I tried to speak, to claw his hands with my nails, and to play with him with my eyes, but he wouldn’t let me go.I swear I felt the life draining out of me. I could practically taste death. I couldn’t believe I was going out like that. I always thought I would have a chance to fight for my life, but it seems like I wouldn’t.He seemed to notice his irrational behavior and let me go. I broke into a coughing mess, falling to the ground and holding my neck tightly. My head was pounding, and the air felt like a gift. For a moment there, I was sure I was going to die. I wasn’t sure why he let me go, but I was grateful. But his actions only confirmed to me the ease at which he was capable of killing me.“Sergei and his wife are dead. That can’t be a coincidence.” He said.I looked up at him, eyes bloodshot, mind foggy with confusion
Don Maxim's Plaything Traitorous
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
Don Maxim's Plaything Fall Like Dominos
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
Don Maxim's Plaything Plans
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
