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His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 22. Dawn.
**Dinner at my place.** I exit the laboratory the moment we finish the practical chemistry and from a distance, I can hear Lilly rejoicing about how successful it was, practically all she prepared for showed up. Soon we'll start our main exams.The hallway is filled with students who must have finished their own lectures and all. While treading the hallway quietly, aiming to head to my workplace, I see Matt shuffling toward me from a small distance.Okay…He isn’t literally heading toward me because he has already walked past me without sending smiles my way. Not like I care. Matt is just one son of a bitch that follows Mae because of money. What can he give in return except for his dick?I’ve heard Mae talking to Mercy about Matt's cock and that technically girls on the campus follow him around because of his sized cock. That’s the reason Mae accommodated him in her upscale studio apartment because she doesn’t want Matt dipping his sized cock into every pussy he comes by.I don’t kno
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 23. Dima.
***Sexy*** Ocean blue eyes.Full, glossy lips.Golden blonde hair.Slavic face.Petite and silky looking skin.My eyes can’t bat a tad because I assume that if I mistakenly do, this figment of imagination of mine will clear. Gently, I take strides toward the body that has these features my mind conjured now.Scents of fresh snow and the salty smell of the sea fills my nostrils as my legs barrel me forward. Hell, I’ve never perceive a mixture of such strong, tantalizing smell.I need to confirm that my mind isn’t fucking playing tricks on me about the girl whose images I had in my mind all day is standing a few feet away from me. Although my imagination can’t conjure such a powerful scent yet the doubt still reels through me so I’ve to confirm.To think I didn’t even bother to stuff my cock fully into my pants and zip up my pants. I just want to near that figure and fortunately I do.Standing in front of the girl, I raise my fingers and graze it on the side of her cheek. The sharp, sof
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 24. Dima
**I'm coming for her.** “Sorry gentlemen, let’s proceed with the meeting.” I say when I push the door to Benson’s study open and trail inside. The men spare me a glance. My stride into the study is majestic. I walk like that to show them I can decide what will happen in the next minute. Feds or no Feds I can end whoever I choose to. But this isn’t my territory and I’m not here for conquest. Had it been we’re in Russia these Feds looking everywhere for me will be handled by my boys. Not just them but their families as well. When I got Benson’s message for a brief meeting about what brought me to the states, I made my way here. Surprisingly, I see another man who Benson called the president’s current P. A that came to alert me about their current move against me. My my…this fucking government really wants to lay their hands on me. If anything should happen to me, my boys will unleash their anger and it'll be a war between the government and the ruler of the underworld. “T
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 25. Dawn.
***Unreasonable Jealousy.*** Mr. Kozlov. The bullets. The bartender. The suit man and the stampede that happened at the night of the New Year. The words rumble in my mind like a thunder, searching for ways to fix the puzzle together which gets me confused all the more and…scared. The moment I saw him a while ago in the closet with his fingers grazing my skin my whole body was on fire. The zinging I felt the first night he took my lips in a kiss returned. It took every ounce of self control to exit the bathroom when Mae called out for me, and in my mind I was gnawing and blaming myself for not leaning into him to taste those lips again. The air around us before was so thick and so sensual. As if he feels exactly that firestorm blazing within me. All the while I was out here with Mae chatting about what I actually don’t know, thoughts about him occupied my mind. I can’t believe I set my eyes on this dangerous stranger that makes me wet, but right now, I’m filled with fear for hi
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 26. Dima.
***Wounds of the past*** I’m not mindful of the strides I take across the asphalt, leading to the garage of Benson’s house. I’m just cognizant of the hard bulge between my legs. My cock is hard, so hard it’s driving me crazy. This is the second time tonight I feel the strong urge to fuck. Not just to fuck any pussy but Dawn’s pussy. I can tell Mae who’s falling into steps beside me can see the thick bulge in my pants because her eyes is roaming around my body. She’s fawning over me. I can see the light drool from the corners of her mouth. She’s the girl I was supposed to fuck in peace but she thought of outsmarting me and her father by arranging her friend in her place. Too bad, I’m not only interested in having her friend’s pussy but I want to keep her as mine. As my ultimate possession. I can’t believe I’m now strung in this madness called possession. Stalin had warned me about it earlier. He told me that one day, I’ll feel the urge to make someone my possession and now that mer
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 27. Dima.
***Who sent you?*** Ratatat… The sound goes off from both sides. It’s another crossfire and this time, I’m not hit like I was at the club which negated me from unleashing my dark side. My Byki already dashes their heads through the window, firing their shots. I can smell the blood pumping through their veins at this latest development. Leonid grits his teeth which makes his bones poke out on the side of his head while Akim slides the upper part of his body outside, sitting on the door while blowing mad shots at our attackers. Skillfully, Leonid holds the wheel with one hand, driving us away from the attacker's stead while using the other hand to hold his Glock and sprinkle his bullets. My body zings with anticipation as I pull the floorboard up, baring the hole beneath in my line of sight where I stash my assault rifles. Before I got this car, I scoured for those that have bullet proof but I couldn’t find any. But when I saw this car and the hole beneath the floorboard, I knew I
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 28. Dawn.
***He's dangerous.*** My hands lap my thighs, shaking lightly. The dark room is only lit by the fluorescent light above my head. A few meters from my stead, my therapist, Dr. Sarah, sits and gauges my reaction.What I just discovered makes me worried yet the feelings I felt the first day we met still swim through me. The tingles that drove around my body when his lips touched my knuckles hours ago. I love the feeling I felt.I love how his lips smeared across my skin and it makes me wonder how will his cock smear the wetness I felt down my pussy to my entrance and clit. I’ve never harbored such thoughts before now.I don’t think of sex just books but with Dima in my life, I can feel the spark of tingles between my legs and think about sleeping with him.However, the fact that someone wants him dead scares me. I itch to tell him the truth but on the other hand, I can’t really say who the suit man was.I couldn’t see his face.Couldn’t hear his voice well.Couldn’t see his skin properly
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 29. Dawn.
***A typical pornstar.*** My feet clack on the floor as I walk inside and my eyes run across the walls filled with X-rated images which include hers. She folds her arms and watches me stare at her room which looks nothing like a student's room. She’s a typical pornstar and from the comments written and pasted on her wall, she’s gone deep into the job. I want to address her by her name but I can’t remember if she told me any. “This is…” “Arousing.” She completes the word for me and lurches to my side, to the place I am staring at a woman whose cunt is full display on the camera. “People have these kinks they'd love to learn or to try.” She begins and I give her my full attention. “I was able to learn that from a few of my friends who wanted to explore that types of sex shits others don’t acknowledge, I came up with the idea of…creating a website and making it available for those that want to explore those kinda kinks. Like tying a woman to a bed with ropes or handcuffs, swatting a
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His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 137. Dawn.
*****Epilogue.******Six months later.**The sounds of my laughter file through the air as Yulia fills me in on Dasha’s tantrums. Something the toddler lately developed. I laugh while shoving the food down my throat, feeling more happy and safe than I’ve felt in the past year. All my paranoia vanished and now I’m even adding more weight. Jeez. I never knew I had it in me. However, I’m not eating much as the doctor advised so it'll not make my baby fat in the belly, hence difficulty in giving birth. So, that means what’s making me add weight is happiness. Wow, I never knew it’s possible until I found myself in the position. The last six months have been a water shed in my life. I thought I’d lose my pregnancy after all the torture I went through but no. I got lucky that the doctors staunched the bleeding and saved my child. Now, my belly is out and my child is growing peacefully. Dima has never stopped fussing over me and the baby. Jeez, I never knew the man
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 136. Dima
>>>>The End.>>>>I’ve been sweeping in and out of consciousness since their last bout of torture. God, my body is nothing but a house of pain. The laser they zap my body with has roped tight my muscles. I whimper, feeling the wetness gathering on my thighs. What is happening? Am I bleeding? With fear, I start to wring on the seat so my shorts will hitch up mid-thigh to reveal the wetness that has pooled in my thighs. While in my struggling process, I hear heavy footsteps edging closer to me and I peer up. There he is, waddling closer to me with a harsh gleam in his eyes. He pauses before me and I stare up at him not wanting him to smell even a string of my fear and despair. Oleg leans closer and cradles my jaw with brute force, rage gleaming in his eyes. I shudder and my inside recoils as his eyes find their way into mine. “Your knight in shining armor is out to get you.” He chuckles darkly. His thumb flicks over my parched lips. I curse him for laying his filthy
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 135. Dima.
****FBI Blacksite.*****It’s hard to take in. My mind has been boggled ever since Mae revealed the truth to me. I still have some doubts. How in hell had Benson been my father without my knowing? It’s strange. It's so difficult to believe but the string of evidence Mae pulled together is foolproof. It wasn’t something she made up. No. It’s real. It’s the truth. Benson is my father. Benson is Oleg Arkadi Kozlov. The man behind my mother’s sufferings. Shit!! I can’t wait to send him into the depths of pain and let death embrace him. Not only had he caused the woman I loved pains by raping her. No, he went as far as to make her life at Vladimir’s estate a living hell. Even when she had found peace during the time Vladimir locked Benson in Volsk, he shortened her moments of happiness with the assassination. He murdered her just to be sure he never see her live a life of fulfillment. How heartless could he be? He not only hurt my mother he also hurt me. He ruined my chi
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 134. Dima.
****Take me as hostage.*****I never once thought something would ever make me anxious in my life. Not even when my mother was shot dead before my eyes. No. All I felt when I saw my mama lying in the pool of her own blood was raw anger. I wanted so much to exert revenge on Vladimir because I tagged him as the cause of our plight. I was never anxious. But…too bad I am now. I’ve been anxious since I figured Faustina is evil. I’ve been anxious since I found out she was behind it all. She threw my rypka to the wolves to devour. My woman is out there pregnant with my seed and without protection. Fuck! I grit my teeth at the gaping realization and shove my fingers through my hair. My mind has been overloaded with the possibility of the conditions she might have been subjected to by now. Shit, I can’t take this. I can’t bring myself to imagine my rypka being tortured. I can’t envision the pain she'd be feeling. I swear to avenge her and my child. But most of all, I pray this very
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 133. Dawn.
>>>>>You're Dima's father.>>>>Whispering voices fill the air around me as I wake from my deep slumber. I wheeze a breath but I figure my throat is dry. Totally dry. I try to wet my throat with my saliva but hell, I can barely muster enough to wet my dry throat. Where am I? How long have I been unconscious? All these questions fill my head but I can’t find any answer to it. I try to peer around but darkness falls into my vision. Hell, where is this? It’s more like I have a hood over my head. I try to jerk my hands but I can’t budge. I’m tied. At that, full-blown panic sets in and I begin to whimper, budging the restraints on my hands. “Hmmm…” I hum, seeking answers while I wrack my head for answers on what literally went down.How in hell did I end up here, manacled? With the fierce intensity which I wrack my mind, things start falling into place. The golden mask festival. My flight from Dima’s house to Moscow international airport. My landing in the U.S.
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 132. Dima.
>>>>It's about you and Dawn. I never knew fury can form balls and lodge into one's chest but now I do. I fucking do because the balls keeps rotating in my chest as I punish my Byki more. “Ahhh, Pakhan please!” Russell hoots in excruciating pains as I cut his finger. He was supposed to guard the entrance but the fucker left it open and was smoking pot with some of the soldiers, giving Dawn the opportunity to escape. I fucking never knew she had plans of escape. How in hell was she able to fucking do that? I fist his hair, my jaw sets as I smack Russell hard across the face again. For the past three days, I’ve been teetering on the edge of insanity knowing my woman is out there and can get in the clutches of the wolves. I’ve not in the least bit cleared my head nor closed my eyes because if I do, only images of Dawn with her bloating belly crash into my mind. How could she do this to me? How? The woman has my child with her yet she chose to flee from me. The night of
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 131. Dawn.
*****Freedom.******The day slips by in a blur. I can’t tell what got me engaged until it’s time for the festival to begin. My nerves are jumpy while my mind is in a state of unrest about what will happen in hours to come. All day, I just lock myself in the room, thinking the best possible way to escape from this estate. I know Dima’s men are everywhere . His soldiers are stationed at every corner of this fucking place which will only make my escape hard. Hell, if care is not taken they might catch me and bring me back to their boss and only God knows what Dima will do. I all but wrack my mind for a solution. The perimeter alarm might give me away or the drones that keep flying around the estate every twenty hours. God, as much as this sounds good, I mean my ticket to freedom sounds good, it’s risky. It’s only someone that’s versatile about Dima’s property that can make an easy escape. It’s making me doubt whether I'll continue with this escape plan. If perhaps I’
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 130. Dawn.
>>>>>Ticket to freedom.>>>>>The soft knock on the door has me stirring from my sleep. I’m not able to concede the person’s visit as the door flutters open and three of Dima’s servants strut into the room bearing a dresser. I scrunch my nose knowing what the cloth they are herding into the room is for. For the past two days, I have been fitting into different dress for the so-called golden mask festival. Fucking don’t see the need for that. Dima alongside Yulia had called on the best fashion designer they have here in Russia and about three of these people brought the best of their dresses, forcing me to wear them to see the one that would suit the occasion but in the end, Dima would end up disliking it. Just yesterday, the last of the fashion designer came and took my measurements, promising to make a unique dress for me that'll suit the occasion. That should be the dress the servants are wheeling into the room. And for them to bring it here, it only means Dima approves
His To Claim: The Mafia's Possession 129. Dima.
>>>>An Email.>>>>I pin my back to the door immediately I exit my room…Dawn’s room. My heart rolls with bitterness against my chest. She hates me. When I kissed her I felt her hunger for me. For my touch but something made her remember just the amount of hatred she has for me. It breaks me to know I’m the reason for this severed ties between us. I am the fucking reason. But should I fault myself? I can’t fault myself at all. All my life I’m wired to hate one man and that is Vladimir and by extension, his household. So, the rage I felt when I found out the mark that signifies Dawn as his printsessa can’t be vaporized. I almost acted on impulse at the hospital that night. Hell, I almost shot her. Had it been I wasn’t on the run, in my hands would her blood swim. But if I had killed her I’d have killed my child too…something that I’ve desired to have all my life. I want to have a baby with Dawn and now she’s pregnant, only I can’t get close to her because she hates
