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Nerthus “Are you okay?” Arawn’s voice gets me to calm down immediately, my shoulders slumping automatically. “Yeah. Yeah.” I say, playing with my necklace. “I just wanted to hear your voice.” He barks out a laugh, and I can see him lift his eyebrows at me. “This bad, huh?” “Uh-huh. She is doing better every day. But with her two left legs, you know how aunty Maria is. Never laying down.” “For goodness' sake, Nerthus.” He chuckles deeply before he just hangs up. What the fuck?! That asshole. Feeling absolutely shocked at him not getting my message, I’m about to send him a text with a few nice words to make him regret when they find me in some ugly ditch. With my torso cracked open and emptied. Just as I’m about to type, a text appears on my phone. Mr. Entitled Asshole: Your favorite band? Amber: Are you fucking kidding me? What are you doing? Are you updating your playlist? Mr. Entitled Asshole: Do you like Metallica? I lift my arms, pushing out a single laugh. I can’t
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Nerthus I already have a bad feeling as I step out of my building.Naturally, I prepared myself for a night out with Bridget and didn’t cancel our date. I had informed her about the fact that I probably wouldn’t make it because of work, but I wanted to provoke Arawn anyway.That’s just the way we are.Bridget took it quite well, even if I think she might have been high anyway.A group of six men are standing distributed on the walkway without seemingly interacting with each other.The perks of shouting your lungs off against a King I guess.“Miss Flannings?” The bulkiest of them says in an accent I could swear from his accent that he is one of the men who escorted me home last night.He opens a car door for me and crosses his hands before his frame as he straightens back up. Wrinkling my nose, I walk to the car reluctantly.Not that I would have any other choice.“They know me as Rogers here if you don’t mind.”“I understand. I apologize, Ms. Rogers.”He remains unmoved and I flash h
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NerthusBy the time he lets me move to lie on the bed, I feel like I’ve lost my ability to think clearly.I absolutely love the fact that he goes to wash his dick as he doesn’t want me to risk getting any infections.He can act tough all he wants, but he did get soft.Closing my eyes shortly, I take a deep breath.As I feel the bed dip, I turn to him and lift myself off the bed. He claims my lips hungrily, pushing me back into the pillows on the bed.As my hands travel down from his shoulders to his back, I notice that he is already naked. Groping his ass, he groans against my lips and moves between my legs, spreading me for him.“You will feel me for days.” He smirks slyly, my laugh turning into a gasp as he pushes into me.“Yes!” I moan, moving my hands behind my head.While rocking my body, he pushes my elbows down, making me move my arms.“Don’t get your hands off me.” He growls, having me move my hands up his arms again.Grabbing the headboard of the bed, and wrapping his other a
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NerthusI went straight to bed as soon as I got home.I didn’t remove my make-up.I didn’t even change.God, it’s a wonder that I slipped out of my shoes as I walked through the door.As soon as I found myself cuddled into my blankets, I felt like crying.And after a few seconds, I was out like a light.I know that I want to go back to work for him, not only because I really want to work for him, and he pays me well. But also, because I can’t see myself seducing other men if I have the chance of not having to do it.The only problem is that I don’t know what to do with the feelings that I have for this man.And I certainly won’t be able to take another hit like the one he had me go through before Thanksgiving.I stretch myself in my bed as I sit up and flinch as the soreness between my legs sends a painful yet pleasurable feeling up my body.Moaning lowly, I drag myself out of bed and into the kitchen to make breakfast.I halt as I reach my open kitchen and living room, my heart skipp
Game With The Mafia King 92
Nerthus“Ouch,” I groan, trying to lift the death weight off me. “You are heavier than you seem.”Danny wails with his head hanging. “I’m sorry, Ambaaa.”“Oh my God, Danny. Are you drunk?”He starts groaning and sobbing, and I try to calm him before he wakes up the entire house.“Shhh. Danny.” I finally get him to stand up, even if it seems hard for him to keep his balance.“Come on, let’s get you some water,” I whisper, closing the door and pushing him into the kitchen.Looking at the bar stools, I am pondering over whether I should better take him to the couch. “Can you sit…?”“Sure,” He answers full of pride as he hops onto the kitchen island. “I learned that a long time ago.”I laugh, turning to take a bottle of water out of the fridge.As I hand him the bottle, he sighs deeply, letting his arms slump into his lap. “I’m sorry Amber. I didn’t know where to go.”“It’s okay, baby. You can come over whenever you need to. Now drink!” I cross my arms, gesturing to the bottle in his hand
Game With The Mafia King 93
Nerthus There are a few moments in my life where I could say that I nearly had a heart attack. But I guess the moment I jolt awake because of the sound of a horn will definitely make it to my top three. “What the fuck?!” I screech, hearing Danny cussing as he turns to bury his face into a pillow. “Nice couch you have here.” My heart skips a beat at hearing Arawn’s voice even before my eyes can find him. “Are you insane? You woke up the entire house with that thing!” He is just standing there with his phone in his hand, looking at me disparagingly as I hiss at him. Pulling my blanket up to my chest, I look over to Danny. “He was just feeling lonely. Why are you like that?” Danny groans about not telling him once again as Arawn clicks his tongue. “Sure, there is nothing better to cure loneliness than a pair of big boobs.” “Wouldn’t you know?!” I don’t get to gasp in time as he is already standing at my bed, tearing my warming blankets off me. “Out. I have things to do. Don’t l
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Arawn Thank you for the flowers.I laugh at my own simping as I knock on the door. “Danny, open up!”He doesn’t respond, and I knock against it once more.“Come on! Open this door.”Turning at the door handle, I click my tongue. “You surely don’t want Amber to have a broken door, don’t you?”This bait works, as I hear a low click, and can finally open the door fully.Disclosing a teenager sulking while sitting on a small couch, I nearly have to laugh but I keep it in.I urgently need to leave here.“Danny! What are you doing?” I ask him as I close the door behind me.The room is a small library mixed with an office space. It is cozy, even if it fits the sterile style of Nerthus’ taste in interior design.Sitting down in an office chair, I roll to sit next to Danny. “Are you still feeling unwell?”He shakes his head, still avoiding my gaze.“How much did you drink last night?”I get another non-verbal answer as he shrugs.“Danny!” I lean forward, propping my elbows on my knees. “Were
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Nerthus It’s official.I’m going to die.Right here and on the spot.Just because my heart can’t take it anymore.“Amber!” Danny’s voice tears me away from staring at the lights and decorations in awe as he and Arawn seem to have moved through the crowd.“Sorry,” I mumble more to myself as he is too far away to hear it as I reach Danny, who is waving for me.This afternoon and evening have been so much fun but also quite depressing.Don’t get me wrong.I’m certainly used to having fun, and Jenna and Gigi surely are the best friends a girl could ever desire. But this is just different.I had spent some time on my own in the arcades as I was in my teens after I had come to New York.But Coney Island?!The afternoon at the arcade has already been much more fun than I had imagined, as it is different from being there alone.Danny and I had raced each other on the race car simulators and threw a few baskets on the basketball machines.We even won some tickets that we could exchange for fu
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