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Russell Uncle Fred’s Girlfriend
Sam"This is good, Sam. I knew you were a good cook because my boy always tells me about the food you make at the dorm. But dang- these cookies are so good." uncle Fred says, making me smile. "Thank you. I've had good teachers." and it's true. Mom is an awful cook, but dad's workers always brought their wives around. A few even babysat me when I was smaller. I took advantage when they would cook and bake, standing next to them to learn how to cook and bake.The door opened, and Russell came in with his jacket full of snow. The wind was picking up, making whistling noises outside. "Got the honey!" he says, lifting it and shaking his snow-filled hair. He walked toward us, placing the honey on the counter and kissing my lips. I lifted a cookie, making him take a bite. "Mmh, I love your snickerdoodles. They're the best, baby," he says, making me smile."The best." uncle Fred says, making us chuckle. "I told you... She's a good baker, right?" Russell says to uncle Fred. "Son, you weren't
Last Updated : 2022-08-30Russell Intense Knights
Samantha"Sweetheart, calm down. Maybe you should explain to Russell what's -" "NO, Phoebe. Russell just needs to trust me. This is for his own good." Fred was too agitated. Hell- we all were getting agitated. "Well, if you can't explain to me why then I guess you'll have to suck it up. I'm not quitting. I'm going for my interview with Knights enterprise in two months, and I'm keeping them as my sponsors.""Russell, you're making a mistake. Those are some bad people, son. It would be best if you stayed away from them." uncle Fred tried to remain calm, but both had their veins engorged. I could tell the situation was becoming way out of hand. Phoebe and I could do nothing but look at each other in silence. Russell slammed his fist on the table, making Phoebe and I jump in surprise while uncle Fred clenched his jaw. Russell closes his eyes, standing up and lowering his head. "I appreciate you trying to look out for me. But I am not a little kid anymore, uncle Fred. I don't need you
Last Updated : 2022-08-30Russell You're More Than My Uncle
SamI woke up laying on my side. I was still completely naked from an intense night with Russell. He wasn't kidding when he said I wouldn't sleep all night. He was ready to go for another round just minutes after one round finished. But, we weren't as loud as Phoebe and Fred though. It was close to ten in the morning when I finally woke up. Russell held me in a spooning position. I'm starting to think this is his favorite way of holding me. I could feel his soft breath on the back of my neck, making my spine shiver. I smiled,grabbing his hands and pulling them to make him hold me tighter. He sighed, tightening his hold on me, and interlacing our legs together. I smiled in contentment. I'm so glad I listened to Kim and dad about giving Russell a fair chance. I haven't thought of my ex this whole time being with him. It's thanks to Russell that I realized what a douchbag Craig is.I could hear Christmas music playing and Phoebe laughing. The house felt warm comparing to last night, an
Last Updated : 2022-09-29Russell Christmas Knight
Sam I had a beautiful Christmas day with Russell, his uncle, and Phoebe. We did so much; from exchanging our gifts, to bak9ng cookies, getting visits from neighbors with more plates of food, and more. I ended giving Russell a whole body armour suit to protect him when he's riding his bike. He only has a helmet, and it worries me that he could get hurt.He in return, gave me a beautiful necklace with a kitten pendant, making me miss Figaro. He also gave me my own pink and gold helmet to ride with him on his bike. We even had a nice chat with dad over the phone, but what really threw me off was that mom was actually nice to Russell over the phone. She actually told him she was look9nb forward to seeing us back for New Year's. Wh9ch, she overheard when I told dad about what Russell does on the side for a living, and that we had to be back for a match in Vegas.I thought he was going to be mad, since he's not the violent type. But, he was actually ecstatic to go with us. By the way, so
Last Updated : 2022-11-17Russell Moving Out
Sam"What are going to do now? Dad's not answering his phone and neither is my mom." I say, irritated with this whole situation. I paced back and forth, tapping my phone on my palm.Russell sat on our sofa, scrolling through his phone and running a hand across his face. "I found a nice apartment just blocks away. But the rent is pretty high. I'll send them a message to see if we can go see it tomorrow." "Where could my dad be? Oh, my poor Figaro. I should have listened to you and taken him with us to go see your uncle." I say, sitting next to him.He pulls me closer, hugging me around my shoulders and kissing the top of my head. "Babe, it's ok. We'll figure this out together. Ok?"The door opened then and my dad pops his head in nervously and gasps when he sees us. "Sammy, Russ. You're here. Oh thank goodness." he says, sighing in relief. "I told you she sent a message earlier before my phone died. Hi, sweety. We are so glad to see you still here." my mom says, hugging me and kiss
Last Updated : 2023-02-17Russell Meet Me For A Drink
SamI was tired, sleepy, and in bad need of a nice hot shower. It was as if Russell had read my mind. He took my hand, leading us to our new bigger, cleaner, and fully stocked bathroom. He started the shower, allowing the water to warm up to just the right temperature. He slowly took my shirt off, causing goosebumps on my skin as his hands slowly train down my sides, and to the button of my jeans. He then unfastened my jeans and took them off, softly trailing his hands up my inner thighs. But just as we were about to get intimate, his phone went off. He was ready to turn it off but it was a call from his sponsor. He grunted, giving me his puppy eyes, letting me know he was sorry. "I'm sorry, I need to take this," he says, kissing my lips. He places his forehead over mine and smiles with his eyes closed."It's ok. Go ahead. I'll jump in the shower meanwhile." I say, holding his waist. His muscles contracted at the feel of my cold hands, making him grunt. "I'll be quick," he says,
Last Updated : 2023-02-18Russell Bottoms Up
SamIt wasn't long until we got to the restaurant Russell's sponsor had invited us to. We parked the car and made our way inside. It was Saturday night, and the place was pretty busy. People were sitting everywhere, with loud music going off; waiters and waitresses going from one place to the other holding either tray of food or drinks. The bar in the middle of the restaurant was also packed, playing the football game before the big Rose Bowl game to kick off the new year. Everyone at the bar was attentive to the game as they chugged down on beers and ate appetizers. Russell placed his hand on the small of my back, leading me toward the hostess. It was a young girl with blonde hair done in a nest bun, and pretty makeup was done naturally on her fair-skinned face, with long lashes masked in mascara. She wore the restaurant's shirt with black fitted jeans. She smiles seeing Russell and I near, placing her pen down. "Hi there, welcome to the patio at Rudy's how many are with your par
Last Updated : 2023-02-18Russell Who Is Andrew?
SamFred took a big gulp from his beer and then set it down, clearing his throat. "Now, remind me again, what percentage are you paying Russell after every fight?" he asks, making Andrew look up as his head was low, and his hand wrapped over his glass. He looked away, clearing his throat and sitting straight on his chair. "As I explained to Russell, he's a good fighter, but he's still a beginner. There's not much royalty I can give him now until I see how he performs. The more fights he wins, the more income eye will win." Uncle Fred lets out a scuff, chuckling sarcastically, "That doesn't answer my question. Now does it? If my boy is up there fighting, and not you!" he states the obvious, making Andrew look away, clenching his jaw. "I expect for you to give him not only a good amount worth his while but for this agreement between the two of you and your daddy," he raises his voice at the word daddy, making Russell look at him quizzically. Surely Andrew was a professional man and
Last Updated : 2023-02-18
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Russell Get Ready To Fight
SamI woke up early the next day and sighed, feeling Russell stir. Things were rocky between my parents and I. But I was more worried about Russell's case. His uncle gives me bad vibes. There is just something about him I don't like. I am not sure what it is, but he is bad news. I couldn't help but stare at him As he slept. I ran my hand softly through his hair. It was getting long on top, but he kept it well-shaved on the bottom. I smiled as I ran my finger in a feather-like motion over his neck. He had a small mole on his collarbone, making him Look sexy. His tattoos on his chest, arms, and back were a mixture of things—everything he loved, from chemistry to wolves and his parent's names. Russell was the most mysterious guy I had ever met, which made him more intriguing than I could admit. He sighs, grunting and stretching a little, making me smile. He unconsciously pulls me by the waist and hugs me tightly against him. His head rested on my bare chest. This only meant one thin
Russell I Won't Let You Come Between Us
Russell’s POVI woke up earlier than usual today. Sam was still sound asleep, making me smile as she sighed. I pressed a kiss on her exposed back and got up. I got dressed and went directly to the kitchen, prepared coffee for when she got up, and began making breakfast for her. I opened the cupboard and realized we were completely out of her coffee muffins, making me grunt. Lucky for me, there's a cafe right under us. I grabbed my hoodie, keys, and wallet. I went down the elevator and made a beeline to the cafe register. "Hey, Russell. Good morning." the barista greets me, making me smile. "Hey, Emilio. Six coffee muffins and six cinnamon rolls, please." I place my order and slide my card, paying for my goods. "Got it. I'll have your order out soon. Here, why don't you have a coffee in the house while you wait." he slides a fresh cup toward me, making me smile. "Are you sure?" I ask, looking up. "Yeah, man. On the house. Enjoy." he says, tapping the counter and nodding. "Thanks,
Russell He Makes Me Forget My Worries
AUTHOR'S NOTE: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS STRONG SEXUAL SCENES. IF YOU ARE NOT 18 OR OLDER, OR ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THESE TYPES OF PASSAGES, PLEASE REFRAIN FROM READING THIS CHAPTER. YOU MAY EITHER SKIP TO THE NEXT CHAPTER KF IT IS ALREADY AVAILABLE, OR KINDLY WAIT FOR THE NEXT ONE. AS FOR THE REST OF YOU, ENJOY 😏✨✨✨✨✨~Sam~My dad held me tight as I cried silently. I was still feeling dumbfounded by what I had just witnessed. How was Mom so blinded? Did she not see all the harm Craig was causing me? Did she not care? It seems she was more worried about him, his stupid mom, and their damn social life. I have never cared what they have to say in that damn club. All those ladies in her circle are nothing but stuck-up-rich hags who boast in gossiping about each other."Sam? What's wrong? Is everything ok?" I hear Russell's voice call from behind us, making me feel like crying again. I let go of my dad's arms and engulf Russell in a tight hug. Letting him embrace me tightly as he sighs,
Russell High Class Princess
SamanthaI feel so shaken up, even after days of the incident with Craig. My mom, of course, was still mad at me. I had numerous calls from her and from Craig's mom, begging me to drop the charges against him. But believe it or not, my dad warned me not to do it. I didn't want to deter the relationship between him and Craig's dad. The man is a very nice guy and a complete gentleman, unlike his son who's the biggest douch I had ever met. I can't believe I ever dated him. Russell fought two nights ago, and I was ecstatic that he had won the fight. He almost lost of course, after the maniac that fought against him realized he had a hairline fracture on his rib, hurting Russell repeatedly on his ribs. But that only fueled Russell to keep going. The fight went on pretty crazy until the third round, where Russell knocked the guy unconscious from a blow to the face. I was so excited that I cheered for him like a maniac. Except, I didn't know that the fight was going to be aired on TV. Dad
Russell She’s Too High Class For You
RussellPhoebe was still hugging Sam as we assured everyone that she was ok. Meanwhile, Uncle Fred and Russell gave their statements to the officer. "I would still like to have her come down to the station for a written statement if you don't mind." the officer told me, making me look at her worriedly. I was still pretty pissed off and if it wasn't for my uncle I probably would have kept punching the daylights out of Craig. I don't care who the hell he thinks he is. I will not allow him to keep bothering Sam and I will definitely not allow her to ever touch her again. "Very well, officer. I will take her myself if you don't mind," I say, looking back at the officer. They contemplate, making Sam look at me nervously. The last I need is to have her ride in the back of a police vehicle as if she were a criminal. "I'm sure there would be no problem. Make sure it's today though. I can't keep him unless you officially sign a statement to press charges against him." he says, making me gr
Russell You're An Idiot
Sam (two days later)Russell and I slept the whole ride home, and he got to the new gym his uncle had requested him just in time. But he was exhausted. His new dear uncle Caleb did not make it easy for him either. He had him working out without rest the very next day. I haven't seen him much other than when he came to sleep last night, and he was up early this morning, working out again.As the hours went by and Russell continued to train, his uncle became more and more demanding. I was so mad I had to leave for a while. Besides the fact that I was starving. Russell was not willing to give up though. He took a few minutes to rest, ate a quick breakfast, and was back to the trainer. Time after time, Russell kept up with Caleb's demands and trained like crazy. Just hours into his training, he had been beaten up pretty badly, but he was willing to stick around. He was making a big impression on everyone. He had just fought days before, and he was still pretty roughed up, fresh bruises
Russell Dissatisfaction
SamanthaI was eagerly waiting for Russell to come out of the dressing rooms. A big smile on my face as I see spectators ask for him, waiting on him to give autographs. I couldn't believe it. Is this really happening? I mean, I thought this wasn't a big fight, it was supposed to be just a small fight. The big show was still happening inside, yet so many people had gotten out of their seats to wait on him. He finally comes out, next to Uncle Fred and his uncle Caleb. Fred looked so happy. But I could see Caleb's fake smile. I've always been able to tell when people are faking it, and this guy was totally faking his happiness for them. I mean, I don't get it. What is his deal? Why can't he be happy for them? He hasn't seen Russell for years. Why can't he be happy that he finally has a chance to catch up with him? He's giving me a bad vibe, and I have a feeling he is going to give us a bad time."Get some sleep kid. I expect you back in Cali tomorrow afternoon for training. You did w
Russell Show Them What You Got
SamI woke up to an empty bed at the hotel. Russell had probably gotten up early to go train. He's been training hard for the last three days non-stop. His uncle Caleb has been so harsh with him. He has a dirty mouth, cursing and yelling at everyone. He surely doesn't care about leaving a good impression on anyone. To make matters worse, Uncle Fred and Caleb have been eyeing each other with deadly stares. I don't get it, they're brothers. Family. Yet- they seem to despise each other. I was sure they had already faced each other somewhere else. I got a glance at the red mark on Caleb's left cheek, most likely from Fred's hook to his face. He of course played it off when Russell asked him about it. Told him to focus on his own problems if he wanted to keep his sponsorship.Fred kept it from us as well, brushing it off, and changing the conversation each time Russell brings it up. That was- until last night though. Andrew finally answered back one of many missed calls. We were out havi
Russell Mr. Knight
Third Person POV"Mr. Knight, your flight will be boarding soon sir, can I offer you another glass of wine, while you wait?" Caleb looks up at the flight attendant, smiling at her as she holds the bottle of Bordeaux. "Please, call me Caleb," he answers, giving her a wink. He knew she was easily his oldest son's age, but that has never stopped him from messing with a pretty face and curvy body.She smiles, blushingly, and slowly pours more Bordeaux into his glass flute. "Let me know if I can get you anything else," she says as she walks away, swaying her hips intentionally. He oozed with luxury, and of course, she had to take advantage of the situation. Before long, they were intertwined. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he sunk deep inside her. The bathroom was far too crowded, but it didn't bother him to pound inside her inside a filthy janitor's closet. It wouldn't be the first time either. He's always had any girl he wants. No one had said no to him. When he was done, he buckl
