Moscow, Russia
The treadmill was running on a high speed and the man running on it was keep increasing it more and more and that's clear as day that his stamina is appreciable. His Greek body ready to be worshipped by any woman.Sweat was dripping down his forehead to his temple, travelling to his throat and cascading down from his adam apple flowing to the south and through his six packs abs disappearing in his waistband of shorts resting on his V line.His muscles flexing from the movements and heavy exercise and anyone can clearly tell how much time he spends in gym.His muscular body can easily attract anybody and make women's as, well as men's mouth water. He is a sight to see for people. His biceps appearing so strong and the veins popping out from his arms. He can be a whole meal for a horny or a needy woman but that's the misconception.He is the one who chooses women for himself not otherwise but as far as his actions shows he don't have any specific interest in women. He just fucks and dumps. That's his regular routine. He can fuck anytime and anywhere like a horny teenager. He has almost slept half of the population of women in his city excluding the women on his national and international business trips.He fucks with every woman he lays eyes on.But besides all this not to forget his other side. The successful and a reputable businessman. The CEO of a billionaire textile company ruling the whole business market. In a snap of his fingers he can build up or destroy a business completely.His Mafia identity is well known by the whole population of Russia and that's what they feared of. They don't even dare to cross his in business and if they did, the consequences are brutal. The women he does also fears him and submit according to his ways. He always has his ways with them and after getting his pleasure throw them out not even looking back again.He doesn't care what people think about him because he does what he likes and no one can stop him anyway.Suddenly the sound of sliding glass door of gym halted his actions. He turned off the treadmill and slapped his sharp blue eyes towards the sound. As soon as he saw the person who invaded his workout time, a smirk appeared on his lips.He saw a maid standing there with a tray holding a glass of juice. He can literally see the lust swarming in that maid's eyes who was busy eyeing his half naked body. He scanned her head to toe enjoying the view of her chest and her thick thighs because of the too short uniform she was wearing.She was new in the mansion and joined few days before. He was busy in running some errands so didn't get the time to have her. But now he was so ready to have pleasure in this early morning in the gym itself.The maid slowly walked towards him swaying her hips and giving him a perfect view of her ass from her mini skirt. She extended the tray of juice in front of him making him tsk but he held it and chugged it down in a breath.He placed the glass back in the tray and she immediately placed the tray on the floor near the window and sprang up to him desperately."Мы в отчаянии?" he asked her in his thick Russian accent and his husky voice making that maid almost purr like a kitten which was in his late twenties.(Translation: Desperate are we?)She nodded her head like a desperate teenager making his jaw clench. He threaded his fingers in her hair and tugged them backward harshly yanking her head up. He held her jaw in his tight grip making her whimper in pain."Ответь словами, шлюха!" he barked at her face.(Translation: Answer in words you whore!)"Д-да, сэр." she let out in pain.(Translation: Y-yes sir.)He nodded satisfactorily after seeing her in pain because the sadist inside him craves pain and blood of women. That satisfies him alot. He jerked her away from him making her stumble and she almost fall back on the floor but composed herself."Теперь на четвереньках и раздвинь ноги, как нуждающаяся шлюха." he snarled at her.(Translation: On your fours now and spread your legs like a needy slut you are.)The maid immediately obliged and bent down on the floor as per his command. The way his predatory eyes were gazing at her making her feel so timid but she chose to oblige him not wanting to anger him.He immediately teared her thong off making her gasp a little at his roughness making him snap his blue eyes at her. He came in front of her and immediately back handed that maid throwing her straight on the floor. She cried out in pain and regretted on her decision to come here. He was way more powerful in strength compare to her.He didn't even gave her the time to process anything and yanked her off from the floor by her hair. And as soon as she opened her eyes he thrusted his semi erected dick in her mouth making her gag out."Сосать!" he commanded and it didn't even took a second to her to oblige him and she started sucking and choking on his dick.(Translation: Suck!)He was insanely thrusting his dick in her mouth, he reached till the back of her throat and his balls hitting her chin. She tried to back away from him and breathe but he tightened his hold on her head. After few minutes of thrusting his dick in and out of her mouth he shooted all of his seeds inside her mouth."Осмелитесь потратить ни единой капли, и я заставлю вас слизать ее с пола." he warned her making her to gulp all of his cum down her throat. (Translation: Dare to waste the single drop of it and I will make you lick it from the floor.)He left her making her slump down on the floor breathing heavily. She thought that his torture is over and tried to crawl out of the gym but before she could he dug his fingertips in her hips and pulled her back."Я сказал тебе уйти?" he snarled and spanked her ass immediately turning it red from his rough actions.(Translation: Did I tell you to get out?)She cried out in pain and humiliation. She never thought she was asking for this torture when came here and tried to seduce him.After spanking her ass and turning it blue and purple he thrusted his dick in her without any warning making her whimpers to turn into painful cries but he didn't cared much and keep going until he reached his high. He pulled out from her and released all of his hot seeds on her ass and wore his shorts.He stood up and exhaled heavily turning around gazing out of the window."Убирайся отсюда, пока я не всадил тебе пулю в череп." he ordered.(Translation: Get out of here before I put a bullet in your skull.)The maid immediately composed herself and ran out of the gym fearing for her life. He ran his hand through his hair and picked up his phone from the table placed near the window."Отнеси его в подвал и покажи ему, что значит пересечь дорогу Mikhail Igor' Gorbachev." he ordered to the man on the other side of the line and threw the phone back on the table.(Translation: Take him to the basement and show him what it brings to cross Mikhail Igor Gorbachev.)He strode out of the gym and saw a brunette woman coming from the opposite direction of him who was none other than the head maid of the mansion and was in his mid twenties.He passed her a look making her return the same to him. She was his personal pleasuring toy and she didn't have any problem with him treating her like a toy because she wants him to have all his ways with her."В комнате сейчас." he ordered her and immediately entered in the room near to them.(Translation: In the room now.)The woman also followed him in the room and soon the sounds of her whimpering and moaning filled the room.Finally... The plane safely landed in Russia. Rooh breathed in relief because it was the first time of her travelling alone and above that an international flight. She was scared would be an understatement because she was terrified and all the bad possibilities keep coming in her mind. Like what if the plane crash down and she will never reach to Russia and what not. She came down from the flight and walked out of the airport searching for a familiar face in the crowd waiting there for their loved ones and family. A smile crept on her lips when she found that familiar face of her friend, Sasha. She ran towards her and engulfed into a bear hug, that's her way of showing love. "Finally we both met." Rooh said excitedly to Sasha. "Yes I was waiting to meet you for so long." Sasha exclaimed in excitement and happiness in her Russian accent. Rooh chuckled at her excitement and nodded her head in a yes. "Me too." she said to her and grabbed her bag which she dropped on the floor in t
"No!" Rooh denied to have dinner because she knew if she had it what can be happen to her. Sasha frowned at her sudden denial. She got suspicious of Rooh and Rooh also understand that her reply came so straightforward. "I-I mean I'm not hungry." Rooh tried to manipulate her words. "But why?" Sasha asked her. "I think I'm still feeling dizzy and not feeling like to eat." Rooh replied. "No Rooh you have to eat, if not you will be weak and feel more nauseous." Sasha tried to sound reasonable."But---" before Rooh can protest Sasha cutted her off. "No buts and ifs you are eating whether you like it or not." Sasha said and smiled at her. Rooh didn't have any other option other than to agree with Sasha but inside she was panicking, she can't eat that food. She started thinking of some way to dodge the upcoming problem for her. "Uh-uh Sasha!" Rooh called her out. Sasha peeked from the kitchen questionably. "Can I have shower first?" Rooh tried to sound composed. Sasha nodded her
Mikhail's pov:Phew... I released all my seeds on the bedsheet and got down from the bed. I zipped my pants up and buckled my belt. After fixing my shirt and coat properly I turned to the good for nothing excuse of a woman lying there on the bed. She was still undone because I don't care if she is done or not and this bitch here is laying on the bed gazing lustfully at me and fingering herself trying to reach her high and desperately tried to cum. Tsk pathetic. "Встань и исчезни из моих глаз, шлюха, прежде чем я вышвырну тебя из этой комнаты, голую!" I barked at her immediately making her collect her risque outfit and scurry out of the room. (Translation: Get up and disappear from my sight you whore before I throw you out of this room, naked!)I sat on the couch there and started chugging down the whiskey through my throat. I sighed. I came here to see some paperwork in one of my clubs but ended up railing that good for nothing whore.After having my carnal ways with her I reached
Rooh's pov:When I was running away from those criminals after bitting that man's hand who was holding me. I cringed inside. Ewww... But it's not even the time to think all about this so I ran with my all might. Then suddenly something happened and my mind went blank. It took me some time to process that I was laying on the cold concrete road and in front of me there was a car. Did I just got into an accident?! My whole body started aching. My feet were already in so much pain from running barefoot on the road. Slowly I sat up on the ground and felt some presence beside me. I snapped my eyes at the silhouette present in the dark and saw a tall manly figure who yelled something but I didn't understood his foreign language and suddenly he stopped at his place. I saw him fearfully because I didn't knew the true intentions of him towards me. Is he with those men? Or the rich man to whom they were going to sold me?I decided to ask for some help from him but before I can even open m
Rooh's pov:I sat inside the car of this handsome hero but he didn't started the car. I turned towards him confusingly. But he was looking forward. After few minutes of waiting for him to start the car I became impatient but he didn't started the car. What new trick is he playing now? "What happened?" I finally asked him. He turned towards me boringly. I'm already done with his attitude. I know he saved me but there's no need to rub it in my face."Don't you know some basic etiquettes. Wear seatbelt." he mockingly ordered me. Can I scratch his face?! I gave him a lip tight smile and tried to wear the seatbelt but it was not coming out. Good his things are just like her arrogance. I again tried to stretch it out but still it didn't came out. Fudge you seatbelt! As I was trying his scent hit my nostrils and I understood that he is close to me. His hand shot to the seatbelt and he easily stretched it out tucking it to my seat and sat back on his seat properly. "Breathe." he said w
Rooh's pov:Knock... Knock... Knock...I heard knocking at the door of the room I'm staying in. I immediately sprang up from my warm and comfortable bed thinking for much long time the person on the other side would be knocking and here I'm sleeping like a corpse. I jumped down from the bed and adjusted the hoodie properly. I combed my hair back weigh the help of my hands and opened the door peeking out of it. I saw a maid maybe in her late twenties standing there with some clothes in her hands. She scanned me head to toe making me uncomfortable . Is she judging me? "Yes?" I asked her trying to initiate a conversation with her so she can stop giving me those judgmental looks. She handed the clothes to me and huffed out. "Boss is waiting for you at the dining table to have breakfast. So be ready and come downstairs." she said more like commanded me. What does she thinks of herself Queen Elizabeth? Just a little politeness in her voice won't hurt her throat right? I gave her my
Mikhail's pov:Fuck! This was the first word escaped my lips when I saw this brown beauty in my hoodie. My hoodie was so huge in comparison to her lean figure and was reaching till her knees. She was not wearing anything beneath it adding fuel to fire of my desire towards her. My mind went numb. And your dick throbbed! The view infront of me made my day and a boner. My pants tightened. Seriously? Now I'm lusting over a teenage girl? I turned my head away and saw some of my men passing from there glancing at her hungrily.My jaw clenched watching the lust in their eyes for her. I gave them a cold look and they scurried away from there and this brown beauty here was standing oblivious to all of the situation. I feel rage inside me why the hell she decided to come out in these clothes? When I asked her about this she told me that my shorts are too huge for her waist which is pretty obvious. She is too small in comparison to me. I immediately call Amelia before she could argue with me
Rooh's pov:Hey bhagwan! (Oh God) My Virgin eyes! What did I even see?! Why did I even go there at time?! Ahhhhhhhhhh... I was running towards my room right now. Yeah, yeah not mine but the one Mr. Gorbachev gave me to stay until I'm here. I entered inside and slammed shut the door behind me and sat on the bed. I palmed my head. After breakfast as Mr. Gorbachev asked me to come to his study I went there. They door already opened so I peeked inside it and the scene I saw in front of me was horrible. Mr. Gorbachev was sitting at the chair behind the desk which I'm thankful for that I didn't saw anything and specially his junior member. Ewww... Rooh you are so disgusting! What?! It's him who was doing unholy things not me! So, where I was? Yeah, I saw him panting and moaning and them heard the sound of gaging and choking his hands were holding something or someone under the desk. Before I could move from my place he threw a girl on the floor who was none other than, Amelia.I
1 year later... "Liam?" a feminine voice called out in worry but there was not any clue of that little boy being called out. "Liam where are you baby?" the feminine voice called out but again there was no response making her more worried. "Where did this boy even went?" the feminine voice which belonged to none other than Rooh said to herself in concern. She was calling Liam for past fifteen minutes but the latter was no where to found. She was walking slowly out of the room and started descending down the stairs very slowly and carefully due to her swollen belly. She was nine months pregnant now and any time they would welcome a new member in their family. These nine months were too tough for the couple because of many new discoveries about the baby and her mood swings were terrible. All this time Mikhail was standing at his toes to run out of the mansion because she was being a ticking time bomb and he didn't want to feel her wrath on him. He was the one who suffered the most i
Rooh's pov:Butterfly kisses on my neck distracted my inner thoughts travelling up to my chin, my cheekbones, my brows then finally my lips kissing me with all his love, passion and heart. I almost scream for him to take me right here and writhing and moaning in his arms wanting to halt this sweet torture feeling his fingers slip out of my juicy womanhood in a wet pop once I did ride my orgasm out.Fluttering my eyes open to see baby blue eyes watching me intensely, a vulnerable look crossed my face as he saw me watching him making me want to shrink back seeing his huge body intimidate my little frame. For as long as I can remember, he always towered over me but now it seemed different. The look he gave me explained it all; ravenous.It's like the hunter watching his prey fidget tremendously knowing she will all but be eaten like the last course meal. I did not mind. That's all I need right now to be ravished, taken in an unruly carnal lust aroused by my own desires to be fulfilled an
Rooh's pov:I didn't feel any bad when he killed his own parents because they deserved it. Mikhail was intensely looking in my eyes making me gulp because I know what was coming now. The longing of four years was clearly visible in his baby blue eyes. The desperation and need was swirling in his eyes. I didn't even know where we reached to our room. He put me down and closed the door behind him. I moved my gaze and saw the room decorations all intense and romantic. Scented candles, flower petals were increasing the beauty of the room. But suddenly my gaze stopped at the bed's side table. I walked there and saw those flowers still there. The flowers of peony which I won for him four years ago by walking on the ashes. They were still there but they were not damaged or dried but looking as fresh as I won them just now.How? "I persevered them so they never dries." he said coming behind him and encircling his arms around my waist. "How could I let them dry when my Lyubov burned her fe
Rooh's pov:As soon as landed at the airport there were so many cars to pick us up. We sat inside the car which was in the middle and then I get to knock how much security Mikhail had increased after promising my father to protect me always. I was wearing a beautiful red Saree and Chura (bangles) gracing it with vermilion and nuptial chain shining on my neck. I was feeling so giddy knowing that I'm his wife. His only. When I moved my gaze I saw Mikhail already gazing at me intensely with his baby blue eyes making me startled. Liam was sleeping in his lap peacefully. I gestured with my eyes to look in front but he didn't averted his gaze away from me. "What?" I nervously chuckled and asked him confusion. He smiled genuinely, it was not any smirk but a beautiful smile gracing his lips. He shook his head at me. "Nothing." he said softly which made me blush I don't know why and I moved my eyes away from him. After half and hour we reached the mansion which was decorated with beautif
Rooh's pov:He kept walking closer to me more and more making me back away from him but stopped because of the gathbandhan (tied knot) between us. "Dur raho mujhse." I warned him showing my palm to him.(Translation: Stay away from me.)But he didn't stop and kept coming closer and closer making me turn around and ready to leave the room but he clutched my wrist an turned me around making me gasp loudly when I landed on his hard chest. He encircled his arm around my waist making me panic and I started struggling in his hold."Suno choro mujhe. Bas kyuki tum ab mere pati ho tum mujhe bina meri marzi ke choo nahi sakte." I said thrashing in his hold but he didn't say anything. (Translation: Listen leave me. Just because you are my husband now you can't touch me without my consent.)Is he mute or what?"Choro mujhe warna mai chillana shuru kar doongi doongi." I said ready to raise my voice but he placed his palm on my mouth making me voice muffled.(Translation: Leave me or I will star
Rooh's pov:I was again in that same situation and nostalgia hitting me hard. I was in front of the mirror clasped in bridal lehenga which was also blood red colour but not the previous one. Everything was same the room, the banquet hall, the bride, the situation and hopeless me. Today I was in tears too but this time I didn't have only one reason of being sad.There were many but the most important was I'm getting married to someone whom I don't even know but this time the difference was that I didn't even see and meet him. This time this is not even arranged but forced upon me. I was marrying to someone, I don't even know the name of. Tears were rolling down my eyes. Why can't I see happiness in my life ever? Every time, every time when everything starts to get fine and I become happy the tables turn and everything turns upside down. It's been two weeks to that hospital incident where Mikhail denied to marry me and that's the last time I have seen him.Flashback"I can't marry you
Rooh's pov:I took his hand in mine and played with his fingers. I don't know what will I do with out him because without him now I can't even imagine my life. That seperation of four years has taught me a lot about my feelings for him. As much as he needs me, I need him too more than that. I kissed the back of his palm and layed my head on the bed but then I saw Liam standing at the door step.I raised my head back and called him with gesture. He immediately walked towards me without making any noise. I took him in my lap and his gaze stuck to Mikhail's unconscious figure."Papa is sleeping right now." I told him softly so that he know, Mikhail is fine now."What happened to papa?" He asked me pointing at the drips attached to Mikhail's hand and the oxygen mask."Papa is little sick right now so doctors are treating him." I told him softly and my lips started to quiver thinking that scene again when he took that bullet."When will papa be fine?" He again asked me looking at me with h
Rooh's pov:We were in the ambulance and I was trying to keep his eyes open by talking to him but instead of replying to me he was just staring at me with his hooded eyes and a little smile playing on his lips. I squeezed his hand firmly which was in mine and he lifted his another hand to tuck the hair strands behind my ear with was coming at my face. More tears rolled down from my eyes and I sniffled. "Nothing is going to h-happen to you." I said to him not knowing if I was saying this to him or assuring myself. He didn't reply and his eyes started closing making me panicked and I tapped his cheeks. "Are you listening to me Mikhail. Keep your eyes open. Look at me, baby." I said rubbing his palm but he parted his lips to say something."I'm glad nothing happened to you or I how would I have lived?" he said caressing my cheeks making me speechlessness. Is he serious? In this serious moment why he have to be romantic? "And what a-about you? How will I live without you? YOU IDIOT!" a
Rooh's pov:I felt a sudden heaviness in my head and black in front of my eyes. My eyes felt very heavy but I tried to open them and slowly and slowly I opened my eyes finding myself in my house. Slowly and slowly my vision more cleared and saw myself tied on the chair. I moved my gaze and saw mother, father and Liam was also tied beside me. I started struggling to get free from the hold but of course it tightened more. Stupid Rooh you learned nothing from your past experiences! I prayed in my mind for Mikhail to come as soon as fast or I don't know what will happen to my family. I don't even know who did this and why? Aren't all the Mikhail's enemies dead? Or we are missing someone? I don't even know how exactly much they are! I tried to say something but my mouth was also taped. Wow just wow! Liam was continuously crying because of being scared but I was helplessly gazing at him. I didn't have any other option. I felt so helpless right now. He was crying and tears were flowing o