Brielle Clarke~•~“Sit up for me, my love.” He coaxed, slightly pulling away from me. I sat up as ordered and he told me to raise my arms, removing my dress.I was left in my bra and panties that didn’t match, but Maxim didn’t care about that. His hand reached behind me and he unclasped my bra in one swift move. He discarded the material, exposing my breasts. The cold air hit me on the chest but it was soon replaced by the heat of Maxim’s mouth.“Oh fuck.” I arched my back, subconsciously pushing my breasts further into him. He pushed me back so I was lying down and started kissing down my body.He kissed a particular spot on my ribs. “You never told me how you got your scars.”I tensed at the question. I thought Maxim didn’t care about it. He had never brought it up. He never made it obvious that he saw them whenever I was naked. It was weird. We had never talked about it and I was hoping we never did.“Relax.” He kissed the scars again. “I just want to know what you’ve been through
I woke up feeling tired from the previous night but happy. I turned around to see Maxim sleeping, looking all innocent like a baby. I kissed him on his forehead and went to the shower. “Good morning baby.” I heard Maxim’s voice echoing from the room. “Why didn’t you wake me up, so we could shower together?” He teased me. “You looked happy sleeping so I didn’t want to disturb you.” My voice was loud enough for him to hear even if the shower was still running. “Someone’s calling you. Jordan.” He walked to the shower and handed me my phone. I was surprised to hear that she was calling me. It had been a while since we spoke. However, I was happy she was keeping in touch with me. Outside this house, she was the only friend I had and I still knew her through Maxim.“I’ll call her later,” I instructed him to take the phone back. He didn’t really care that I got a call. He just wanted to be in the shower with me. “Okay, buzz kill.” His once big smile deflated from his face.I had become
Brielle Clarke ~•~“Father wants to see you.”“What the fuck for?” Those were the first words that came to mind and I could not stop myself from saying them.The man I called father had deliberately sold me by tricking me to meet him at a bookshop. He wanted to get rid of me, not caring about the kind of person I’d end up with. And he suddenly wanted to see me? It had to be a fucking joke.Axel sighed. “He said he wants to talk to you,”“Why didn’t he call me himself then?”“Would you stay on the call if you knew he was the one speaking?”He caught me there. That was true. I didn’t want to see my father, but there were unanswered questions I had. I needed answers. I needed clarification. I needed closure.“Let him come to me.” I felt more comfortable when I knew Maxim was around because my father wouldn’t dare hurt me in his presence. Even if Maxim wasn’t around, most of his men would be close by. Axel kissed his teeth. “You know he can’t do that.”“Why?”“He and your boyfriend are
Brielle Clarke~•~Maxim followed me anyway. He was much more stubborn than I was so I knew there was no winning with him. If he wanted to do something, he could barely be stopped.It was weird standing in front of my father’s house after all these months and I found it hard to take a step forward and knock on the door. Maxim held my hand and squeezed. I took a deep breath and smiled at him before we finally started moving.There were guards on either side of the door but that did not stop me from ringing the doorbell.“Good morning, ma’am.” They chorused. “Morning sir.”The difference between Maxim and my father was that Maxim treated his men like family and they didn’t have to be so formal with him while my father acted like they were his workers even if they were the ones that fought all his battles for him while he hid like a little bitch.Realizing I was starting to sound bitter, I took another deep breath. “Morning.” I returned their greetings when Maxim didn’t bother to.One
Brielle Clarke ~•~Looking at the man that birthed me, I was supposed to feel hate. I was supposed to despise him, but the only thing I could feel was fear.My mind immediately traveled to the times when I was younger and wasn’t allowed to enter his office. Disregarding that rule always ended up in me having a sore body from being whipped.I gritted my teeth. While my father was harsh on all of us, I feel he hated me more. For some reason, he liked seeing me in pain. He reveled in my fear. He fed on it.From the small smirk on his face, I could tell he knew I was still scared. I shook my head. I was no longer under him. I had no reason to be scared of him. He wouldn’t hurt me. He couldn’t hurt me. I wouldn’t give him that power.I relaxed my stiff body, reminding myself that Maxim was still out there and he had killed men for touching me. It was sick to admit but my father wasn’t any different.I cut down the shyness and there was a new air of confidence around me as I looked him in
Maxim Vasiliev ~•~Brielle’s stepmother was one annoying fucker. I was torn between putting a bullet in her head or taping her mouth fucking shut.Since I distracted her from Brielle, all she had been doing was talking shit about Brielle and painting her daughters in a good light. It was as though she wanted me to leave Brielle and hook up with one of her daughters, maybe both because they were sick like that. The only thing keeping me sane was that Axel was there to tame his mother.She was talking about the time Aubrey won a beauty pageant when I heard sudden footsteps coming into the dining area. We had settled down to have tea there. I turned at once, standing up when I saw that it was Brielle. She looked angry. “What’s wrong, baby? Are you okay?”“Let’s go.”Sha placed her hand in mine and started dragging me away without giving me an explanation but before we could step out, someone blocked our path. My face automatically twisted in a scowl at the sight of him. “Edward.”“Maxi
Maxim Vasiliev~•~FLASHBACK (TWENTY-TWO YEARS AGO)I sat at the edge of the pool, my feet dipped into the water. My nanny always told me not to go near the water when I was alone but she wasn’t around so I could do as I liked.She hadn’t been back in a few days, which was odd, but Father refused to tell me where she went and if she would be back. I was bored. Usually, my nanny would be around to keep me busy, but then again, if she was around, I would probably be having my afternoon sleep after my lesson.Unlike other kids, my lesson consisted of learning about various weapons and how deadly they were. Today, I learned about the VSS Vintorez. VSS stood for Vintovka Snayperskaya Spetsialnaya, which was Russian for ‘special sniper rifle’.It was a rifle that was created in 1981 and it was quite long with a barrel length of 200mm. I wasn’t allowed to hold it just yet. My Father said I would learn how to use it when I was older. My thoughts were interrupted when I saw a mop of blonde h
Maxim Vasiliev~•~PRESENT DAY“You’re lying,” I told Brielle. I refused to believe that my father had been lying to me all my life and kept up with it religiously. It had to be a lie. Did my father ever care about me at all?Two pairs of eyes were rooted on me, watching my reaction.“You have got to be lying,” I repeated, knowing fully well that it was possible my father lied. After all, he did the same concerning my relationship with Landon. He fed us lies since we were little, causing us to resent each other until Landon’s last breath. Was it just a game to him? What was he trying to achieve?“I’m not lying, Maxim.” Brielle stood up, approaching me carefully.My fists clenched in anger. I felt like a damn fool. It agitated me. “All these while,” I spoke through gritted teeth. “I needed someone to blame and I blamed your father, not knowing the culprit was right in front of me.”“You can’t be mad at yourself.” She spoke softly, already knowing what was going on in my head. “You coul
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