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The next morning dawned with a sense of trepidation, like a storm looming on the horizon. As I approached the grand entrance to Russo's office, I couldn't shake the feeling that the calm before the storm had finally given way to chaos.I had spent most of the night thinking about the information Mitch had told me, I still find it hard to believe, but he has no reason to lie to me. After the first time I slept with Russo, the guilt of running my marriage kept on eating me up, and I didn’t realize that the other person had moved on as if nothing happened. Fuck Mike for real. I pushed open the big door and stepped inside, eyes scanning the dimly lit room. But before I could take another step, the door behind me swung shut with a soft thud, and I was pulled back into the shadows. Arms came around me instantly and I knew who it was, he didn’t come to my room last night, so I figured he would pull this kind of stunt with me. I gasped in surprise as strong arms wrapped around me, pressing
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 15
When an FBI SOS came in, they required a progress report, and Madea couldn't keep them off again. I was just going about my day like everyone else when the call came in. I had the distinct impression that it was high time for me to get rid of the copies of the files that I had made during my first stint working in Russo's office. Even if they might not amount to much, they were sufficient evidence in the eyes of my superiors. It's a hopeless cause to try to educate the majority of them on how challenging it is to maintain a cover story. My most valued possession at the time was the flash drive on which were stored the images that I had taken during my undercover investigation. It contained the evidence that may expose the secrets that Russo had been keeping and possibly bring down his empire. Knowing that my life depended on it, I had taken all of the necessary precautions to ensure that it remained secure.But when I woke up that morning, I was overcome with anxiety since I couldn't
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 16
My stomach began to turn as the phone rang in my ear, and I immediately felt sick to my stomach. I was rocked to my very core by the mysterious caller, and I thought that the carefully constructed facade I had been maintaining was about to fall apart. I was certain that now was the time when Russo would unearth the truth about my covert objectives, and I waited with bated breath for him to make the connection.On the other end of the line, though, I heard a voice that I was not familiar with speaking up. As I focused my attention on what was being said, my heart raced in my chest, and I found it difficult to keep my calm. Even though I am aware that it is not a member of the agency, I am unable to rid my heart of the feeling of dread that it provokes. The relationship of trust that I have established with Russo is extremely fragile at this point, and I do not plan to take it for granted. Russo, who had shown initiative by putting the call on speakerphone, urged me to carry on with th
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The revelation that the man who had insulted me in the hallway was the same one who had shared my contact with the unknown caller left me in a state of bewilderment. Russo's revelation had shaken me to my core, and I couldn't help but wonder why he had chosen toopen me up to creeps.I turned to him, my voice trembling with curiosity and apprehension. "Why did he do it?" I asked, my gaze fixed on Russo's inscrutable expression.For a moment, Russo remained silent, his dark eyes locked onto mine as if he were searching for the right words. The air in the room seemed to thicken with tension, a palpable unease that hung between us.Finally, he spoke, his voice low and filled with uncertainty. "I don't know why he did it," Russo admitted his admission carrying a weight of confusion and frustration.I couldn't help but sense that there was more to the story than he was letting on. The man had done so for a reason, and I couldn't dismiss the notion that Russo might be hiding something.The a
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 18
“Are you a virgin?” Russo asked me suddenly during a ride home, and I was flustered. We were coming from what he termed a drive through the city for fresh air, and I was mostly distracted. We were dressed casually, and his face was hidden behind a sunglass. He was holding my hands all through, and I couldn’t help the illicit thoughts my mind was making up. My eyes darted to the partition, and I wondered if the driver could hear him asking me the questions I would term inappropriate. The last time we had been together, he was only able to eat me out before he was pulled away for essential duties. This man usually confuses me; one day, he acts like I’m an enemy on his soil, and the next, he acts like I’m a vital part of his life. “Don’t worry, he can’t hear us.” He replied with a smirk, and I scoffed. I was far from being a virgin, but sex wasn’t something I enjoyed that much, especially with Mike. Sex for me used to be a chore, one that I did mainly just to avoid issues with Mike. N
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The walk from the car is what I would term the walk of shame. I was so flustered and the fact that I just gave Russo a blow job in the back seat of a car while he claimed the driver can’t hear us. Russo noticing my discomfort, asked the driver to park at the underground parking and I smiled at him gratefully. He was still looking at me like he was still in a daze. Flashes of when he cummed in my mouth and I swallowed it only for him to kiss me right after attacked me. I had no idea what to expect when I took on the challenge and I’m glad I did. He got down from the car first before holding the door open for me, I nodded in appreciation before I made my way to the emergency elevator with Russo right on my heels. Somehow I felt the need to be alone, to return to my room. Whatever party it was, it’s time for it to be over. When the elevator stopped on my floor, Russo held on to my hand. I knew what he meant, he wanted us to take the party up to his room but I wasn’t in that mood again
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I had no idea how to tell Russo that I wasn’t equipped to deal with him this morning. Watching him o the edge of my bed was doing things to me, everything I spent last night and this morning reminding myself of just flew out of the window. If anything, my attraction to Russo was still raging. “You’re running Alissa, even a blind man can see that.” He sighed and I went round to stand in his front. I needed him to believe that he has no power over me and I wasn’t running from him. I wasn’t scared of anything and I wasn’t scared that I might be too attached. Maybe tell him about how scared I am about him finding out that he’s frolicking with his worst enemy. “I’m not running, I’m feeling too sick and I didn’t want to bother anyone.” I replied softly and it sounded more like I was trying to convince myself instead of telling Russo. There was no way I’d be able to eat with this man sitting in my room and watching every move I make with an eagle eye. “Telling me you’re sick doesn’t mean
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I screamed as the last of my orgasms hit me, and I watched Russo stare at me like I was some sort of trophy. He looked satisfied, almost like he had met his goal. I hate how much I was starting to overthink the sex, but watching him look at me like that didn’t please me like I thought it would. It even made me feel worse, and I felt like I shouldn’t have agreed to let him sleep with me or even spend the night in my bed. I got off the bed, and Russo’s hands reached for mine; he looked worried, and I swallowed painfully. There’s no way I could tell him how I feel. I didn't want to do that, especially since he has always accused me of running. Sex with him was enjoyable; scratch that, it was the best I’ve ever had. I don’t think I could quickly get the feeling out of my head. “Are you okay, Alissa?” he asked worriedly, and I wanted to scream no. I wanted to ask if that's how he treated all of his former personal aides and if that’s how he fucks every woman that shows up in his empire.
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Playing the Devil's Game Epilogue
The azure waters of the Aegean Sea stretched endlessly before us, each wave whispering tales of the timeless beauty that surrounded our haven. The Grecian sun, a molten orb in the cerulean sky, cast a golden glow over the whitewashed walls of our secluded vacation home. I had orchestrated this idyllic retreat, a sanctuary where the echoes of our love story would harmonize with the serenity of the landscape.The villa, nestled on a hillside, offered panoramic views of the sea, a canvas painted in hues of sapphire and emerald. Every detail had been meticulously arranged—a testament to my desire to create a moment etched in the tapestry of our shared history.Chloe, unaware of the orchestration unfolding around her, marveled at the beauty of the surroundings. As she strolled through the manicured garden adorned with vibrant bougainvillea, a breathtaking panorama unfolded before her. A private table, adorned with fresh flowers and delicate candlelight, awaited us on the terrace, overlooki
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The room felt heavy with an unsaid tension as Russo's eyes locked onto mine. His question was simple, yet it echoed loudly in the silence, "Are you going to scream?" A myriad of emotions swirled within me, leaving me speechless in the wake of this unexpected encounter.I shook my head very fast, I have zero intentions to scream and knowing Russo, he wasn’t here to hurt me. I wondered how he tracked me down to this pace, but i guess I wasn’t that hard to find. I wasn’t really bothered about hiding my location, and even now, I still don’t care. With a nod from him, the grip on my wrists eased, granting me freedom. In that moment, I anticipated anger or retribution for my betrayal. To my surprise, Russo's gaze remained steady, studying me as if decoding a complex message. The air hung thick with the weight of our shared history and the choices that had led us to this crucial moment.Struggling to find my voice, I began to apologize, the words spilling out in a desperate attempt to conve
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 84
The coastal town had transformed into my safe haven, a place where the crashing waves played a soothing symphony in tune with my solitude. Tranquil days extended into weeks, each sunset delivering a sense of peace that had long evaded me. Despite the calm, the echoes of my past refused to fade away.The constant buzzing of my phone disrupted the peace of my coastal retreat. Mike's persistent attempts to contact me forced a change of numbers, a desperate measure to shield myself from the shadows of my previous life. Medea had expressed concern in a call, but I insisted on isolation. The need for distance, both physical and emotional, propelled me to this picturesque coastal town.The local animal shelter stood like a beacon of hope, offering a sanctuary for abandoned souls seeking refuge. My decision to adopt a dog stemmed from a longing for companionship, an acknowledgment that I couldn't face the echoes of my past alone.Upon entering the shelter, the air was filled with a mix of bar
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 83
As I entered my flat, the weight of the decisions I had made sat heavy on my shoulders. The sound of the door closing brought to my attention the emptiness that appeared all around me, serving as a continual reminder of the choices that brought me to this isolated location.The evening progressed, and it turned out to be a very unpleasant experience. It seemed as though each passing second was a march towards a daybreak that did not provide any assistance. I was unable to fall asleep, and the shadows that were cast on the walls seemed to make fun of the fragmented reality that I was confined in.Even the dawn did not bring any solace. On the contrary, the consequences of my treachery were followed with a sickening malaise. This morning, I made a conscious effort to walk to work, avoiding every regular route that I typically use. The experience of ascending the stairs to get to work has never been so taxing. It was as if I had returned to my own reality, and the world had obviously mov
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 82
There was a heavy sense of expectancy in the air, and the tension in this room had been in a chokehold that was gradually released. As we watched the covert drama that was taking place on the TV in front of us, Medea stood next to me, remaining mute as she watched it. The bait had been accepted by Russo, despite the fact that I had prayed to the universe countless times that he would not. With his knowledge, it is likely that he would arrive by himself and not even notify Romero about it. The FBI will not kill him, which is a relief; nonetheless, the most unfortunate aspect is that he was present during this treachery. When I was writing the report, I would have preferred not to stare into his eyes; but, the honorable thing for me to do was to cuff him personally. This was my way of letting the director know that I had completed the responsibilities of the job. I was on my way to being promoted, and it was likely that I would be transferred away from this state once all of these thi
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 81
Although I was able to hear the faint echoes of laughing and glasses being clinked, I was unable to pick up on the lively energy that was there at the after-party. In spite of the shifting shadows and weak lights, I examined the whole area in an effort to locate the recognizable shape of Alissa. All the same, she remained evasive, like a ghost in the middle of the celebration.There is a good chance that she is in this area, on my side, and not too far away from me. I have been doing all in my power to alleviate the tension that exists between us, and I have been doing an excellent job of handling it. Even if there is a small voice in my brain that continues arguing back, at least I am aware that she will not be leaving me any time soon. As I turned to face Romero, you could see lines of confusion etched over my forehead. "Have you seen Alissa?"The short hesitance that was obscuring his countenance caused his eyes to waver somewhat. "Yeah, she has been gone for that long. It was st
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 80
The day of the celebration was jam-packed with activities. Russo entrusted me with the organization of things since he needed to focus on his company. As I moved from one position to the next, I oversaw the completion of all of Russo's requests. Romero, who never wavered in his allegiance, was a tremendous assistance to me in comprehending the complex interplay between mob politics and societal norms.As time went on, Romero instructed me to get ready and urged me to depart. He told her, "Alissa, everything's set here," and he meant it.I am grateful that we were given a break. I took a moment to reflect on my appearance in the serene dressing room mirror. A tumult of conflicting emotions erupted as a result of the weight of my obligations, the directives from the FBI, and the conversation I had to have with Russo.I paused for a few seconds, tears streaming down my cheeks. The strain of balancing my two lives was beginning to take its toll, and the powerful image I had constructed wa
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 79
My mind kept going back to the premeditated kidnapping that took place earlier in the day despite the fact that the day was fraught with chaos. Russo came into my life at a time when I was trying to unravel the falsehoods and deceptions, bringing with him a force that sliced through the gloom."Alissa!" he exclaimed, the joy in his eyes clearly seen in his expression. "I have something amazing to tell you."I remembered the convoluted past that we had together and stared at him with wary fascination as I recalled it. "What is it, Russo?"He talked with much zeal. I'm putting up a charity ball, which is a major event to generate money for pediatric surgical procedures. Alissa, just think of the people whose lives we could impact.The honesty with which he expressed himself weakened some of my resolve. "That's a good cause, Russo."After gazing directly at me, he gave me a nod. "Also, I'd want to ask you out on a date, Alissa. If we work together, we have the potential to make a signifi
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 78
The air in the room was thick with unspoken words, creating a heavy atmosphere. Russo's determination to break through the tension was evident, and I could feel it lingering. He gazed at me, a glimmer of resolution in his eyes.I wnated to get out of here and I wnated to stay at the same time. It was a wild feeling and i ahd no idea where it was leading me to at this point. "Alissa," he broke the silence that enveloped us, "how about I handle dinner tonight? You've been dealing with a lot, and I thought a break might be good for us."I sighed, grateful for his attempt to bring comfort through the simple act of cooking. "I really don't feel like cooking, Russo. It's been a long day."I hoped that would deter him from speaking firther, but that only gave me odd ideas. I was tired, and I needed to catch a break already. A mischievous smile played on his lips. "That's perfect, then. Because I'm the chef tonight. I have a special recipe in mind—one you've never tried before."His enthusi
