Brielle Clarke~•~My eyes went wide at his question and when I did not answer, he stood up with a scoff. "You're getting on my last nerves right now. Stand up."I could see his jaw clenching which told me that he was already angry. Not wanting to anger him more' I hurriedly stood up, putting a bit of space between us.He closed the distance in an instant, backing me up against the wall. My breathing was heavy as his long fingers wrapped around my neck. Was he finally going to kill me? Was he going to strangle me to death?Fortunately, he did not strangle me. Instead, his thumb brushed my neck, making me shiver. "I said to answer when I ask a question. Who fucked you?""N-nobody." My cheeks were bright red and I was certain my neck was the same shade as well. "Then, whose clothes are these? How did you get them?""I was uncomfortable and I ran into Andrei and asked him for some clothes."He paused and looked through my face to make sure I was not lying, but that did not slow down my
Chapter TenBrielle Clarke~•~Living with Maxim Vasiliev was not as bad as I thought it would be. Asides the fact that I didn’t have much to do, it was way better than how I used to live.There was no one to throw insults at me every day, no one to threaten to kill me, and definitely no one to stare me down with distasteful looks. I had never been a girl for fashion but with all the clothes in my new closet and being idle, I had taken to trying as many outfits as possible to see how they would fit on me.I tried to listen to Maxim and not wander about. There were a lot of men in the house, which meant whenever I stepped out of my room, I ran into a strange person. It discouraged me from going out and I was certain it pleased the Russian mafia boss.However, I was more than bored today and I had gone through every outfit Marina and I went shopping for, which prompted me to leave my room.I didn’t see much of Marina anyway. I didn’t see much of anybody. Clad in a thick sweatshirt and
Maxim Vasiliev~•~I almost smirked in satisfaction when I saw her freeze at my question. She looked at the ground but suddenly looked up at me as if remembering what I said about looking at me while I was talking to her.She was a submissive little thing and it impressed me.“I lost track of time, I’m sorry.”And she was always apologizing. It made me wonder how she was raised at home. What her life was before she came here. Why her father sold her? Did he hate her or did he just want the money?“Come sit,” I ordered.She eyed the chair beside me warily before taking small steps towards it. I had kept it, especially for her. I knew she was afraid of me but I also knew she was attracted to me. It was fun. I never had much fun in my life.The way she looked at me when she walked into Debbie sucking my dick. It made me harder than I already was. It was easy to see that she had been interested in whatever was happening but she was a shy little thing and would never voice that out.As soo
Brielle Clarke~•~I saw how fast Maxim’s demeanor changed when the strange man spoke. His jaw was clenched tighter and his hold on his fork tightened as well as he looked up to meet the owner of the voice.The man smiled when their eyes met. “Not that welcoming though if you don’t want me in your house.”Maxim released a low breath. “What are you doing here, Landon?”“Here to see my baby brother, isn’t it obvious?” Brother? They looked nothing alike. The Landon guy looked American while Maxim was the typical Russian guy. It also didn’t seem like they were on good terms with the look Maxim was giving him and the way Landon was taunting Maxim in front of his men.Maxim cast an irritated glance at him. “Why come unannounced?”“Can you stop all your interrogations and invite me to the table?”I watched him take another deep breath before his eyes traveled across the table. It was filled up, but Landon was waiting patiently for Maxim to invite him.Maxim’s eyes stopped short when they me
Brielle Clarke~•~“Fuck.” An unexpected curse left my mouth as soon as I felt pain slice up my head.There was a collective gasp around the table and some chairs scraping back. I couldn’t bear to look up to see who was leaving their chair. Hell, I couldn’t focus on anything apart from the banging of my head at the moment.I stayed laying on the floor, my hand holding my nose as I tried not to let the tears fall.“Oh my days, I’m so sorry.” I heard her stupid annoying voice. “I didn’t see you there, my bad.” She tried to sound remorseful but it was obvious she wasn’t. “Are you hurt?” She asked, kneeling in front of me.She reached out to touch me but I slapped her hand away as I tried to sit up. “Don’t fucking touch me.”“Hey, hey, Bri, you okay?” A familiar voice asked, kneeling in front of Debbie. “Damn, you’re bleeding.”Mikhail touched my nose and I couldn’t stop myself from hissing out loud.“It seems broken. I’m sorry, Bri. Come with me.”Slowly, he raised me and I took a glance
Maxim Vasiliev~•~For some reason, I was very bothered by Brielle’s body. Not in the hot and bothered way that meant I was attracted to her body, but in the “who the fuck did that to her” way.Her side had a burn and the way it looked, I knew it had been done intentionally. There were also small scars scattered around her body which she was very aware of. If it was something normal, she wouldn’t act so suspicious.Did her father do that to her? He seemed heartless from what I knew but why would he want to scar his own daughter? It was different when fathers in the mafia did it to their sons to make them stronger, but fuck, she wasn’t even trained.She was weak and reserved. She had nothing to do with his mafia. Was it a form of punishment?I closed my eyes and threw my head back on my chair. What was my business with her? Yes, she now belonged to me but I wasn’t responsible for whatever happened before she met me.Yet for some reason, I had the urge to hurt her father the same way h
Maxim Vasiliev~•~Debbie basically had a room here, but she never spent the night except I asked her to.It was the day of the ball. Hell, it was only two hours away but here I was, thrusting in and out of Debbie like she was my play toy. Well, if you asked her if she was, her answer would be positive.It was not one of those long fucks that had me going round after round. It was a quickie, which was why I still had all my clothes on. Debbie was a different story.“Ohhh,” Debbie cried out, making sure everyone close to the room could hear her. “Sir, I’m so close.”“Then, come for me.”I didn’t need to tell her twice. I felt it when she reached her climax as she clamped hard on my dick, almost driving me to mine. However, I wasn’t wearing protection and I wasn’t looking for a baby mama.I pulled out when she came down from her high, turned her around, and pushed her to the ground. She knelt in front of me obediently and opened her mouth like a good little slut.That was what I liked a
Brielle Clarke~•~My breath was caught in my throat as he approached me.I felt very vulnerable baring my entire back to him as there were scars scattered around it but there was nothing I could do about it. These scars were here to stay. Thankfully, he did not mention it.I felt him stand behind me, a little too close for my liking, but I kept my mouth shut as his hand traced down my back. I sucked in a sharp breath at the contact and I tried to keep my breathing steady as his finger continued its path until it found my zip.Slowly but surely, he zipped up the dress but I didn’t dare move. Any small movement would have my back connecting with his front. I was not prepared for that.He moved back a little and I was about to breathe in relief when his hand found my waist and he spun me around. A gasp escaped my lips when I came face to face with him.I had seen him this up close before but I never bothered to appreciate how handsome he was. He had dark hair that fell in waves and par
Brielle Clarke~•~Maxim had no plans of making use of the toys anyway.It was very late at night and every sane person that was present at that party was asleep already, but not me and Maxim.I was naked and on my knees. The only accessory on my body was the collar that Maxim made me wear. It was black with a silver pendant that had his name on it. It was very derogatory, but it felt hot as fuck.Maxim had me waiting on my knees while he freshened up, which made me anticipate what was going to happen. Only thinking about sex with Maxim had my arousal dripping down my thighs and he hadn’t done anything yet.I heard the closet door open and my eyes snapped up. Maxim was still fully dressed in his three-piece suit, with his tie in place.“Who said you could look at me, whore?”My gaze dropped immediately before I could think twice about it. I heard him approach me and in no time, he was squatting in front of me.He lifted my chin, finally giving me permission to look. My eyes were stuck
Brielle Clarke~•~I knew Maxim had plans for my birthday, but what I didn’t know was that he planned to have a party as big as this.I almost chickened out from descending the stairs when I saw the crowd below it. Maxim had given me a black sleeveless dress to put on and Marina had helped me with my makeup and all that, keeping me inside the room for hours, giving him enough time for all the guests to arrive.“What’s this?” I questioned, my eyes stuck on the people who were eagerly waiting for my arrival.“I told you you deserve to be celebrated, baby. Didn’t I?” I was speechless. I couldn’t fucking speak. “That’s what this is. Now, stop putting on that alarmed face. One would think you were being kidnapped.” My eyes snapped to him and he raised his hand in surrender. “Too soon, I guess.”I laughed, kissing him shortly before he led me downstairs.“Happy birthday, Brielle.” They screamed in unison, making my pale face turn pink.It was night time already and I thought Maxim wanted to
Brielle Clarke~•~After the whole thing, Andrei helped me and my sisters get to the car and drove us home. Maxim didn’t even bother looking at me when we were leaving. I didn’t speak to him either because I knew he was in a difficult state. I didn’t know what to say to him and I didn’t want to say the wrong thing. “Take them home,” Maxim told Andrei. He didn’t flinch. He acted like he was okay like he didn’t just end his father’s life. Throughout the ride home, I was thinking of how Maxim felt. He was definitely angry at me because I wanted to shoot his father. Did I cross a boundary? But I only tried doing it because I wanted to protect Mikhail. “Are you okay?” Aubrey broke the silence in the car. I sat in the middle of both of them and hadn’t moved since the ride started.“Yes, I’m okay.” I lied. I didn’t want to talk about what just happened. I was still trying to process it. “It’s okay if you’re not okay. What happened back there must have been traumatizing.” She didn’t buy m
Brielle Clarke ~•~I looked up when I heard the door open, already knowing it was going to be Maxim.I felt awful. Maxim had seriously told me not to leave the house yet I did, putting myself and my sisters in danger, along with Maxim because who knew what his father wanted to do to him.From the snippets of conversations I’d heard around the house, Maxim had been provoking his father. Maybe, it was finally time for his father to retaliate and he was only able to get to Maxim through me.I was scared as fuck, but I felt even more guilty.Maxim looked right at me and took a step forward, only for his father to point the gun at me, making him come to a stop immediately. “Not so fast, boy.” He shook his head mockingly. “Are you that eager to save her?”I saw him clench his fists before putting them in his pocket. “What do you want?”“For you to undo all the stupid stunts you pulled.”“I’m sorry I can’t restore burnt buildings.” Maxim gritted out, unable to withhold his sarcasm even in
Maxim Vasiliev ~•~I received an enraged call from my father this morning. He was pissed as fuck, but that did not stop me from going on with my plan.When I woke up this morning, I saw that Brielle wasn’t in bed with me, which meant she was still mad at me, but I didn’t have the time to stick around and wait to apologize to her. When I was done dealing with my father, I would explain everything to her.“You’re not taking it easy on the poor man,” Andrei said. He had also been pained by my father’s betrayal because he was a man we all trusted.“He deserves it,” Mikhail replied from the back seat. “He should have seen it coming. He knows the kind of son he raised.”Not to brag but Mikhail was right. He did know the kind of son he raised. Unlike him, I didn’t hide any parts of myself. I didn’t pretend to be who I wasn’t, so he knew me. He knew what I was capable of and he knew how I’d react to a betrayal. Betrayals were something I didn’t take lightly because a betrayal could ruin the
Brielle Clarke~•~Just because I slept in the same bed as Maxim last night didn’t mean I’d forgiven him which was why I sneaked out of the bed early in the morning before he could wake up.It was a first for me.“Good morning, Mrs. Vasiliev.” Aubrey joked immediately after I answered her call.I rolled my eyes. “More like Miss Clarke.”“You could’ve fooled me. You said you weren’t sure about today because of your husband’s disapproval?”“He’s not my husband.” I gritted out, irritated by her teasing.“Okay, then how come he’s making decisions for you already?”I sighed. In the beginning, Maxim used to be very protective and controlling, but now, I knew that he wouldn’t tell me not to go out for no reason. He probably had something up his sleeve. The problem was that he didn’t trust me enough to tell me what it was and it aggravated me.That was the main reason I was ignoring him.He got so mad at me when I didn’t trust him and now that I trusted him with my life, he couldn’t share sma
Maxim Vasiliev ~•~Brielle’s bright idea was to ignore me. She didn’t talk to me all day when on a normal day, she would come into my office at least, five times. She didn’t sleep in the room as well and I hadn’t seen her all day, except for when we all had breakfast together this morning.I didn’t know why she was acting up when all I was doing was for her safety. I didn’t tell her she couldn’t go out. I just told her she shouldn’t go out until it was relatively safe; when she could go out without me worrying that my evil father would get to her.“Trouble in paradise?” Mikhail laughed as he joined me in the gym.I rolled my eyes. It was obvious she had told him about it already. Sometimes, I wondered if he was my best friend or hers, but then again, aside from Marina, he was the only close friend she had.“She’s being a child.” I understood that she had been locked in all her life but she was twenty-two, an adult, and now exposed enough to know that I was only looking after her.“I
Maxim Vasiliev ~•~I had put Brielle through a lot this year. I had put her through too much in general. Aside from the hell I gave her, she was kidnapped because of me and she was made a target because of my numerous enemies.Climbing up the ladder wasn’t so easy in our world. It meant making a lot of enemies. It meant defeating these enemies, but the problem was that some always came back.I wanted to give Brielle the perfect gift for her birthday, which was in five years, which was why I focused all my attention on stripping my father of everything he owned.He was the man that killed her mother. He was the one that made her go through all the shit she endured from her so-called family, and if I didn’t take care of him fast enough, I knew he was going to go after Brielle. She was my weak link. Everybody knew that:I wanted her birthday to be a special one. I wanted to throw her a grand party. Something told me she didn’t usually celebrate her birthdays because of the kind of famil
Brielle Maxim~•~“Why don’t we throw a party?” All eyes, except Maxim’s turned to Mikhail. Why was he talking about a party when Maxim hadn’t settled his score with his father yet? Everyone would finally be able to relax when we knew the man was behind bars, paying for his crimes.“Why? The alcohol you are consuming right now is not enough for you?” Andrei asked sarcastically. We were at a bar, drinking together and I was the only woman among them. I wanted to stay at home and let them have a boys’ night out but Maxim refused and demanded I follow them.It was just me, Maxim, Andrei, and Mikhail. I wanted to bring Marina with me so I wouldn’t be the only female but she happened to be busy. Sometimes, it sucked that I didn’t have any friends, but most times, I was grateful for the tight-knit circle I had. I didn’t have to worry about betrayal and someone giving out my information to the enemy.Being with Maxim meant I inherited all his enemies and I could never be too careful. I had