65. Last Chapter My ears heated up and tingles erupted all over my skin. This couldn't be? I can't believe it... I licked my lips and eventually sank my teeth in my bottom lip to see whether this was a dream or reality. Blush of warmth whipped on my visage. This was fucking real. What I was seeing was fucking real. Rogue Cordiero, the feared mafia boss of Russia was in front of me. He was smiling teasingly with a velvet box in his right hand. He was holding flowers with the left along with some papers that I couldn't comprehend. He strutted towards me, his speed lazy. My toes curled in tension when he paused a hand's distance away from me. He lifted the flowers with a lopsided smirk that set my heart aflame. I took them hesitantly, the scent of the fragile flowers flaring in my nostrils. "You've been through shit and lived your life for others so far. I want you to live it for yourself now, Kathrine Raynott. I know, you're young and there are many dreams you had over the years wi
1. Twenty years in a prison Kathrine's POVNo. Stop it. It's wrong. Please don't ruin me. I wanted to scream it on top of my lungs or until the words burst from my lungs. Except my mouth was painfully stuffed with a handkerchief and I could only manage a whimper or two as I quivered and tried to get away from the heavy man on my body.I had begged my father to not give me away. I held his feet and offered to do everything he would ask of me but this. Anything as diminishing as cleaning toilets with my bare hand without a scrubber. Only he kicked me away like a ball covered with dirt and asked the men of my so-called owner to take me to him. He turned his face to the other side when one of them spanked me between my legs for putting on a fight. My mother, too, didn't show so much as a flicker of emotion in her eyes when the other one connected his fist as big as my head with the right side of my jaw.My brothers, whom I have proclaimed as my saviors, didn't attempt to lift their ey
2. Freedom Kathrine's POV"Kathrine! Kathrine!" A voice cracked through my slumber and forced me out of the cocoon of warmth into wakefulness. "Kat, please wake up." I opened my eyes to the sight of my only friend and another victim at the hands of my family, Beverly. "Why are you here now, Bev? Has my brother had enough of you today?" I yawned and stretched my hand before becoming fully aware of my presence. Beverly's eyes lowered at my remark. Damn. Instant torrents of regret plummeted on my heart and I went on my knees to hug her tightly, apologetically. "I am sorry. Didn't want to remind you of the pain but..." Beverly is as helpless as me. More so she has become a plaything in my brother Aaren's hands. He demands for her as if he has a claim on her. Unfortunately, as I said, we are helpless. Just like my parents refused to help me, Beverly's mother, Bobby who's a cook in our mansion, doesn't mind if she's being (to put it in correct words) harassed by the Alpha's son. Rat
3. Abusive mate Kathrine's POV "Stop crying, Opal. It's of no use. Not that I blame you for anything." I told her, my heart growing stiff with her deflating emotions. 'I... I try, Kat. B-but dad and his anger. I don't want to die.' She said. Mine is the first case where the wolf was melting into tears of helplessness while I was assuring her of a good future. It's really not her fault though. Opal was never allowed to come out. She hasn't seen the world, much less understand how the elements and rules of nature work. She's been inside me. Heard through my ears. Seen through my eyes. In fact, it was I who told what our fate was going to be after our twenty-first birthday. "Ssh, you're making my pain worse." I whispered, bleakly attempting to calm her down. But even if she doesn't, I wouldn't be surprised. It is her right to mourn and feel pathetic. That's how I feel when I think about all the years I have survived in my so-called Alpha father's wearing out mansion. Storm R
4. King of the Bratva Rogue's POV I sat across from one of my old enemies, Rocco Elsionè, sipping from the glass of my drink. My boys thought he was here for a fight and got excited. After all, it has been two whole months since we last used our weapons and smelled the delicious scent of blood on our fingers. But the fucker didn't come with the intent to fight. No one would dare if you ask me. 'No one but you.' My wolf, Clover, claimed. 'Only you've got the lunatic bone in your body that makes you invade others' territories and instigate them for a conflict.'A grin spilled on my lips as I took another sip, watching Elsionè exhibiting the sample of powders he claims he's got shipped from Germany. "Just sniff this thing, Cordiero. One lick and you'll forget your worries." He scooped some on his forefinger and offered me. I continued to sit impassively. Elsionè forced a chuckle, "I ain't killing you today, Cordiero. Some other day maybe. Calm down." He remarked as if I was really
Warning: Adult 16+ content ahead! 5. All yours Rogue's POV "Rogue, I'm tired." Sabrina gasped for air, pushing a hand to my chest. I still turned her on her stomach and lifted her butt. Putting a pillow under her, I stroked her swollen red clit and shoved my dick inside her. Her cry fed my ears like a music chiming on a beautiful spring afternoon. That's it. Take me deep, honey. I licked her sweet butt and thrusted faster and deeper until I was hilt-deep. Sabrina caught my eyes in a club I had gone to deal with an enemy in his territory. She was his girlfriend. Don't think she was any happy. She used to be a stripper and met him in a strip club. She was infatuated by her first lover's feigned money and luxury. But once she was within the confinement of his bedroom, she didn't see daylight with gleaming eyes. Nor any stack of money he had promised her. That night when I went to meet the idiot, he had brought Sabrina along. She was going to be shared with clients. I interru
6. Red flagsRogue's POVI watched her fingers covering mine, her chest arching forward so I had her medium-sized breast in my palm."I hate being a Virgin, Rogue. I want to become a woman. Your woman. Please stake your claim on me." Nadya said in a voice she made sound needy.Except it put off all the tendrils of desires in me. I instantly withdrew my hand and pushed her aside. I stood up and dragged five deep breaths to calm myself down.I hate being touched like that. Or forced to touch someone like that. I am a man with a twisted head but that doesn't mean I'll fall for my cousin's attempts and make it a mess."Fuck off now, Nadya." I huffed, my hands now trembling in anger.Leonid, Nadya's father and my uncle had taught me some techniques I use today in my fights. He's my godfather. Unlike others, he stood by my side and supported me when I announced my future plans as a Bratva Boss after
Warning: Contains triggering scenes ahead. 7. Unbearable assaults Katherine's POV "Eat this, Kathrine." Asher said in a stern tone as I turned my head away. I was back in my room after spending four days in the hospital. The doctors suggested keeping me in for a few more days. My father, nevertheless, demanded them to discharge me because there was a lot left to learn and just a month left before my twenty-first birthday. "Come on, sweetheart," Asher carried the spoon of porridge against my lips. "Stop being so tough. You know you're weak and helpless. You have no one other than me who cares for you." I rolled my eyes and twisted my lips. Care for me. Bull shit. He attempted to set the strands of my wild hair away from my face when I slapped his hand away. "I told you to fuck off, didn't I?" I tried to keep anger out of my tone. I wouldn't do it usually in front of Asher. But the asshole has gotten permission from my father to discipline me if I misbehaved with him.
65. Last Chapter My ears heated up and tingles erupted all over my skin. This couldn't be? I can't believe it... I licked my lips and eventually sank my teeth in my bottom lip to see whether this was a dream or reality. Blush of warmth whipped on my visage. This was fucking real. What I was seeing was fucking real. Rogue Cordiero, the feared mafia boss of Russia was in front of me. He was smiling teasingly with a velvet box in his right hand. He was holding flowers with the left along with some papers that I couldn't comprehend. He strutted towards me, his speed lazy. My toes curled in tension when he paused a hand's distance away from me. He lifted the flowers with a lopsided smirk that set my heart aflame. I took them hesitantly, the scent of the fragile flowers flaring in my nostrils. "You've been through shit and lived your life for others so far. I want you to live it for yourself now, Kathrine Raynott. I know, you're young and there are many dreams you had over the years wi
64. The beach Katherine's POV I came back to my room with a sour look on my face. Beverly was in my room when I entered and she saw the creases of disappointment on my forehead and the twisting of my lips. She got up from the bed and approached me, "What happened? You look... Angry." Her face was wary as if I was injured and she didn't know how to respond to it. I grasped her hands and guided her back to sit on the bed. "Relax, I'm fine." I offered a smile. "I actually... We did it." Rosy glow tinted my cheeks as Beverly's mouth formed an O. She squeezed my hands and for the first time in days she laughed out loud. "What? I want to know everything in detail." I held my chest and told her everything. Beverly had clutched my hand tightly all this while for some reason. "And he just walked out on me! I want a ring and a proper proposal, Bev." I whimpered like a child, causing her to chuckle. "But at least he made it memorable for you, Kat. Who knows he's got more in mind fo
63. Buy me a ring Rogue's POV I stared at Kathrine while she was sleeping soundly beside me in bed. The brightness was overpowering the dark, illuminating the world outside my window. Few rays filtered in through the curtains and filled my room. The dawn was here and yet there was no sign of sleep in my eyes. I had been up like this, changing my position desperately as I admired Kathrine in my bed. She was draped in the black satin sheet as she snored softly. I sided some tresses of hair from her face and put them behind her ear. She looked so cute and inviting. So like a little kitten. I couldn't believe that we've done it. I had been inside her! I took her virginity! I had her walls clenching around me! It still felt like a small clip of one of my many dreams. She had felt so good. So soft yet entrancing. I had to do it slowly... Something I've never done in my entire life! I liked it wild. I liked it rough and full of screams and tears. So much so that my women in the pa
62. Captivating first time I bit on my fisted fingers to keep my moans in. I hung in suspended fascination, sensing his rough and calloused fingers stroke my butt cheek over the panties. "Don't bite down your moans, Kitty. I want to hear you while I eat your pussy." His dirty words weakened my knees.Although I was not new to this... I mean I have experienced this in my dreams. The live version was causing a haywire in my system. I kept my eyes staring at the wall to my left as my cheek was pressed into the mattress.His fingers gripped my undies and yanked them. Heat curled down my spine and collected between my legs."Mmm, so wet." His voice permeated with my senses.A long finger rubbed my wet pussy as he caressed my scorching skin with another hand. I was on the precipice, hanging whilst clinging onto my dear life when it happened! He parted my legs and rammed his face in my ass.My body sizzled as his tongue dipped and traced my clit, rounding it several times before sucking on
61. In his bedKathrine's POV"Bev," I ran towards my friend who was standing near the dining table, helping Pamela.She hugged me back and beamed, "I was so scared when they told me you're here. I thought he kidnapped you.""Your thought isn't completely inaccurate, Bev." Her face tensed up as I took her to the table.Beverly asked me what happened and I narrated everything. She was stunned but ended up smiling. She was happy to know that Rogue was alive.... And we came back to the mansion. Well, she wasn't happy because she missed the luxury of this abode. What really made her spirits escalate was because I was genuinely smiling. Otherwise the last four days have been difficult for me. I did try to be happy and keep myself motivated. But deep down I felt incomplete as if a piece of me was away from me. When we sat down, Pamela set food on our plates. She was glowing redundantly as though this was happening after a while. "This feels so good. I am so happy to have come back again
60. Will he die? Kathrine's POVMy heart stopped beating as I saw his head fall back in my hold."Rogue?" I shook him but to no avail.My fingers were cold and stiff. I couldn't move an inch as I was surrounded by his blood. The firing and its overwhelming noise had scared me to such an extent that everything around me had blurred out.As the mist of terror cleared out and my surroundings became obvious again, I was stunned to my core."Rogue," He didn't respond and his heart beats echoed in my ears.They were slow and he hardly breathed. I looked around, looking for anyone who could help. I screamed to get the attention of anyone who might be passing by. Nothing worked.What should I do? He was heavy and there's no way I could carry him. Plus, the wound I etched on his chest was deep. I could see his rib if that was possible. I wonder why he didn't feel any pain.More blood was gushing out of his body. I had to do something. Knowing that Pamela would be inside the mansion, I tried t
59. Let goRogue's POVI put my shirt on, not caring about my bleeding chest or arm. I had to stop her from leaving. That's true I avoided her advances and her feelings... But I did it because that seemed like the best option. I live in a graveyard full of skeletons of the people I killed. Around the fences and outside the gate are the relatives, friends and accomplices of those people who are loyal to them. They want my head and I can be attacked any time. Whenever she approached me, in the back of my head I envisioned her wearing a black dress and crying beside my dead body in a coffin. She was young and full of life. She didn't need someone like me who could be dead at any time. However, now I wish to contradict my own thoughts. I desired her as much as a beggar desires a roof on his head during a rainstorm. I do have a crown on my head which is stained with blood, I can clean it and let it not compromise with my life. Not to forget that I have one of the biggest armies and amm
58. Excuses Kathrine's POVMy body shuddered from his sultry hold. I melted and tilted as his hands guided me to move.I should protest but I gave in to his kiss and participated with equal fervor. I cupped his jaw and sucked his lower lip as he nipped on my upper one. My bottom involuntarily ground in his lap as if I was born to do that. The truth was that I never liked the sound of grinding against a man's hard dick when it was being taught to me in my father's dictatorship. I would show my displeasure and storm back to my room. That often earned me punishments and that hardly bothered me. But as I moved against Rogue's bulge, I felt amazing. I felt relieved that I was in his arms again and being able to be this close with him.My hips rocked harder as I pressed my tits in his chest. I have done that many times in my dreams whenever he appeared. Knowing that it was happening in real life made my thighs convulse. I straddled his lap and took his mouth with savage intensity. Howev
57. Meeting him again Beverly stared at me with a confused look. But wasn't that the truth? He didn't come to stop me because he was done taking care of a child-woman. "Oh Kat," Cole rose from his chair and knelt down beside me. He took my hand and pressed it in his palm, "I'm sorry that you had to go through that. Life has been unfair to you." "That's okay." His touch was warm. I requested him to get up considering that people were watching us. I didn't want them to get the wrong idea that he was proposing to me. "You are really very strong, Kathrine. You endured so much since you were a child and you have a warm smile on your face as if it wasn't grave at all. Not everyone has this much perseverance. I salute you." "You're making me feel uncomfortable!" "You've got to be kidding me, Raynott!" He playfully eyed me. "You have no idea what you have tackled in your life. I would have been dead by now if I was to go through that." I cracked up. He pinched his throat and added, "