"Boss! Calm! She's fine. She's been rescued!" Vasco ran after Ivan Domenica's footsteps. He was walking too fast, his footsteps faster than ever. He doesn't even care if his clothes are ragged. His hands have only been picked up with shards of glass, not washed or applied with antibacterial drugs. If the wound is left open for too long, it will become infected.But Ivan didn't care about that. He walked hurriedly up the stairs. He said in heat."Punish the guards in the basement and Dr. Vittorio. From now on, his lab here must be closed down!"He stopped in front of Emma's door, Polina standing outside and waiting for her boss's orders. Polina stood with her arms crossed behind her back, face down, ready to face Ivan's wrath. Emma was in the shower. She stood in front of the door according to Emma's words."Boss." Respectful Polina.Ivan's anger was evident on his face and in every gesture on his body. Polina could feel the cold air radiating from his body. It gave her goosebumps. Iva
Ivan buried his head in the corner of Emma's skirt, the soft white silk brushing against his stiff face. He didn't look directly at her. He could only gently hold her in his arms, greedily enveloping Emma's fragrant rose scent on Emma's body. He may be a victor in the bloody underworld, but in terms of love, he's completely lost to a girl. He had never fallen in love with anyone, and no matter how many women wanted to approach him before, he refused. But for Emma, it was different. He agreed to wear a chain on his legs. He has tied himself to her side, becoming a devoted follower of Emma. Perhaps a woman needs sharpness and charm, but there will still be a handful of men who love a girl who is gentle and precise. Ivan is one of them. "Do you know… what love needs?" Emma asked. Although she has not fallen in love with anyone, she still wants her future man to be serious in their love relationship. Emma pulled Ivan's hand, letting him sit beside her. She took out the first-aid box t
It's been three days since Emma became Ivan's little sweetheart. They haven't stepped out of his room since. Ivan wouldn't let anyone into his room, nor would Emma let go of the bond between him and her.During the past three days, Emma only ate and made love with Ivan. He loves to pamper her, but there are times when he roughly places her under his body. Emma was so beautiful, so lovely. She made him lose all his dignity to be with her wholeheartedly. However, Emma herself could not have realized how strong her attraction was."Boss still doesn't come out of the room?" Vasco went to the front of the stairs on the second floor. He was going to go up but remembered Boss's instructions not to disturb them.Phil stood there for a long time. He had an idea about the state of Ivan's days. He's been single for too long. Until his heart learns to love, his body will spontaneously explode sexually. That is inevitable."That girl is like an elf from somewhere. She makes our Boss a different pe
Ivan set Emma on the table next to her after lifting her petite frame there. He caressed her small waist while softly kissing her cheek while keeping her legs still close to one another. He said."Open your legs, baby."Emma couldn't even say no to Ivan when he pushed her to. To allow him to get closer, she gradually split her legs. Ivan gently touched Emma's delicate lips as his large stick started to brush against the outside of her pussy.His firm thing contacted Emma, causing her body to shake. Ivan's penis tip started to leak a sticky liquid as the vaginal aperture started to constrict.Ivan bit her lips first, then sucked them forcefully as his kiss grew more ungrateful. Ivan inserted his penis carefully since Emma's frail body was still adjusting to his hurried motions."Ivan, please... slow down...uhm...". In Ivan's ear, Emma's little lips kept wailing and pleading. Her legs fully extended to accommodate his powerful torso, propelled by the force of his enormous penis. Her han
In the summer, the sun shines through every row of trees on the street. Emma walked on the sidewalk and wore a school uniform of the Royal School of A City. She had shoulder-length blond hair, blue eyes, and a standard body. Emma comes from a millionaire family in A city. Since she was born, she has been recognized as a little princess.Emma has parents who love her the most. She is educated in the best school in the country. She is like a doll living in a glass cage…Emma is a very gentle, obedient, and disciplined girl. She is also the pride of her mother, and she can play the piano very well – the instrument that her mother loves. Her father is a businessman from A city, and Emma's mother is a famous pianist.She has smooth white skin because living in a cold country, Emma's beauty is more like a hidden white snowflake. She is seventeen years old this year, a young girl who has never been exposed to the outside world. Emma's life revolves around studying at the Royal School, taking
Darkness, breath, temperature. Emma woke up from unconsciousness. Before her eyes were a dark space, she panicked. Her mind seemed to have lost consciousness, slight dizziness causing her to wince in pain.Gradually, Emma adjusted to the darkness around her. Her consciousness had begun to recover. She was probably sitting in a large cargo van, like a container used to transport export goods. She could hear the rustle of the wind against the branches of the trees, surrounded by perhaps only this freighter on the road.Emma couldn't move her arms and legs, which were tied so tightly that her wrists hurt. Emma tried to move to the side, and she could feel that she bumped into something soft…but with human body heat.Right! She's not alone here. There are others!"Who are you?" A voice came from the darkness behind her, a gentle voice that seemed to come from a girl.Emma blinked the light of the moon outside, creeping in through the openings. They allowed her to see the figure of the gir
The big container truck was running on a deserted highway. At midnight, the cold mist began to spread everywhere. It affects the driver's vision. But for some reason, this road has only one large container running alone. The gloomy atmosphere made the driver cold, and he wore a black mask covering his entire face. Through the rearview mirror, a large tattoo could be seen on his neck. "Arturo, do you have any cigarettes?" Arturo is a young man with blond hair sitting next to the driver, and he does not wear a mask, so his entire face is fully exposed. The wind blew in from outside, causing his hair to flutter in the wind. The teenager has a high nose and white skin. His body is not too big. Instead, he has the appearance of a young Asian. Arturo took a lighter and a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket in the shape of a horse. He lit it and gave it to the driver, he said. "Drive carefully. The girls behind are worth millions of dollars from that old Italian." The driver didn't
Three o’clock in the morning.The familiar container truck passed the Italian customs checkpoint, officially entering the Italian area quickly. Arturo pushed the customs officer a pile of US dollars, and then they conveniently drove away. Of course, before leaving, the customs officer helped them delete the CCTV containing the image of this container. Arturo doesn’t want to return to that country with this ugly container, and he will, of course, use a fake passport and take a plane to an Asian country to relieve it.Based on the address given by the Italian man’s subordinates, Arturo followed the map and entered a remote suburban area. In the distance, Brown could see a large white mansion standing alone in the middle of wild land.Even though it was three o’clock in the morning, the lights in the mansion were still on, making it more gorgeous than ever. Brown wondered, do the wealthy older men of the underworld all have a life like this? It is estimated that this old Italian man’s ma