With one hand he squeezed her left breast,while the other roamed on her neck. He bent down to her level,looking directly into her eyes searching for something ..maybe fear or a lie . "Well, I grant you a wish . Ask me anything . I will give it . Even if it is letting you go right now." He spoke with his husky voice . Catalina continued to stare at his ice grey eyes and finally spoke ," I want you to not touch me sexually without my consent ..." He backed off utterly surprised by her attitude . A smirk crept onto his lips . " Then it means ,you are ready for next level. Perfect ! " He untied her lifeless hands and grabbed her arm . " Let's see if you can pass this one , my wild cat " He said dragging her out of the room. *** Catalina Brown , 22 and a rebel was crazy about joining the Russian Mafia's gang . He was known as "The Pakhan" . To the world , he was a perfect businessman with no bad record. But in the underworld, he is the Lucifer... What happens when she finally gets to see him ? The mafia has other plans for her. He gives her tests and tests to check the loyalty with his heart bleeding for her love . His obsession for her grows with each passing day and she has no idea she is already his ,The pakhan's only beloved ...
View MoreThe light fell on her eyes making her get out of the deep slumber she was in. As her senses came rushing back to her, the first thing she noticed was that she was wearing a very big and long shirt. But was naked beneath the thin garment making her feel something weird as his dark Cologne lingered around her. She tried to feel some pain in her inner thighs but everything was right. There was no damage done to her. He never touched her the whole night but his side of the bed was not made. It meant he had slept beside her but didn't try intimacy. She could hear the sound of shower in the background which meant Pakhan was still inside the room. The scenes from last night evaded her mind. It was the fault of that wine! She should not have had a glass to make herself confident. It always had a reverse effect on her composure. Catalina knew that she needed time alone before she could meet the Pakhan again. With calm and quiet steps she tip toed out of the large bedroom. The corridor was
Catalina accidentally broke one of the glasses while her hands won't stop shaking from the thoughts of her getting closer to Pakhan. The maids immediately rushed to help her and she innocently smiled at them. " Please take care. " They asked her to leave the dishes for them. Catalina wanted to hang her head against a wall. She knew she was going crazy with all this which was happening around her. It was all Mazov's fault! Why did he have to be so handsome and flirty? Why couldn't he be someone dumb looking who she could dominate easily? Instead this man always dominated the air he breathed in. He made her feel so hopeless and her hormones played a game against her to make her more miserable. " We need to do this! " She said to herself and fisted her palms as in aggression. She was good at everything. Everything in this world. But these lovey dovey acts were never her cup of tea. Catalina had mentally prepared herself to let him use her body in any way as he pleased. She had t
Catalina stretched her body and tried to gain the flexibility which Mason had. Even though he was a muscular man his body moved with the flow of air. She couldn't seem to forget how he easily performed the task. She praised him mentally and wiped the grin off her face. She attempted more than fifty times but couldn't perfectly copy his movements. At 9 PM she Obediently like a kid started looking out for the place where she was supposed to have dinner. Surprisingly for her there was no one at the dining table. But the table was set and food was covered waiting for the people to start eating. She looked around for a while and saw one of the maids coming in her direction. " Sir asked you to wait for him. He is in a meeting but it won't take more than 20 minutes. Please wait for him. " The maid told her. Catalina cursed him in her head. This man won't leave a single chance to get closer to her. If truth was to be told then she feared the way he looked at her when they were alone toge
Catalina closed the door behind her and sat on the floor still trying to recover from the shock of his actions. He was a man who no one could ever predict about what he could do next. Catalina was angry and ashamed because of him. She had all the rights to feel this way after all it was her first kiss. She had always thought of making it so special and important and had always dreamt of happening it with the man she had admired sense her childhood. But instead this monster stole her away. The worst part was her stupid hormones didn't think of him as a monster as for now. Instead she was some how turned on by his tactics. His dangerous taste still lingered on her lips and she dared not too lick them off. Why did he have so much influence on her mind then any man could ever have? Was it due to the fact that she had been learning about him since years? Or the reason that she had never been close to any man in her whole life? Whatever the reasons were there was no excuse that this ma
Catalina had barely gotten any sleep. But the moment when her eyes closed, the loud alarm rang like bullets piercing in her ears. She got up horrified and confused. She needed to be on alert mode all the time. It was not her safe haven but the place where she could be buried dead and no one would ever know. She made her way to the exit of the corridor and five gun men stood up straight on the sides of the path. She passed them without any notice as she found one woman tied up to the pole. She froze in her steps as the captive woman looked at her with a deadly fear in her eyes. Mazov sat in his chair in all his glory as two buttons of his shirt were open revealing his toned chest. He glanced at Catalina who was visibly shaken up by his cruel pain inducing methods on the woman. "Come here. " He asked Catalina who obviously debated her next move. But she had to prove that she was not slightly afraid of him. Why would she be? She was supposed to be one loyal person in his gang. "Sit."
Mazov drove off watching her closing the curtains on him. He asked his driver to change the route and to go to the cabin instead. He closed his eyes, his fingers rested on the top of his forehead. As soon as the darkness crept in his vision, he saw her soft features again. Her delicate and small button nose on the top of her red lips. Her blonde hair reached the shoulders of her thin frame. Kia, was a fairy sent to this Earth. He had no doubts. When for the first time, he met her at school he was mesmerized by her kindness towards him. Growing up, Mazov had everything he ever wanted. The son of the popular judge and an English teacher his life was pretty much perfect from the very start. At least what it seemed to everyone. But behind the walls, the story was different. Heck, his parents weren't even his biological ones. Well, his father was but the mother was no one to him. She was just the Judge's wife who could never conceive after 12 long years of their matrimony. So, the de
She did everything. Every possible thing a person could think of to impress someone they like. Maybe more than a sane person. When she was 13 , her uncle introduced him to her. She was mesmerized by the lifestyle he followed. Being born a poor and a sixth girl to the family added more to her pains. Catalina's whole life was based on impressing others. First it was her parents. But who could possibly make them love her. No one and they never did. From getting good grades to never getting into a relationship she did everything they could have been happy about. But their thoughts were fixated on her "weak genitals ".As a kid she would think, was it really so good to be born as a male rather than a female? But she never thought that her brother, yes they finally had him, as the eighth kid was any better than them. Even she would secretly think that her mom was stronger than her weak father who would use alcohol to lash out his anger. At school, wearing her eldest sister's uniform di
The hotel lounge echoed with music . The rich and powerful faces sat on their designated tables . Catalina ,scanned the area searching for the minister . After nearly 30 minutes, she found the bald man shaking hands with the detective in chief . She held a glass of wine in her hands and seductively walked around him. Her dress reached above her thighs with too much cleavage on view. Men of every age gazed at her with lust, but her eyes focused on the one and he stared back at her after checking her out. Micheal Rodriguez, smiled at the beautiful girl slowly swaying her hips at the beat. She winked at him and asked him to join her. He made his way towards her, conscious of media watching his every move. He couldn't dance with a girl, two decades his junior. So he pretended to ignore her. And politely declined her offer. Soon the party started and couples joined each other on the dance floor. Catalina knew better not to push him too much or he would doubt her. She too behaved un
Catalina stood up from the ground, her legs shaking with pain. As the blood flowed through the veins again, it caused a burning sensation.The girl, kicked her in the guts making her fall again. Catalina crawled away before she could hit her again. She tried focusing on her target, the girl. It was not new to her. She had done it before.With her eyes closed, she repeated the words she was taught like a mantra." Aim at their neck. Then legs and grab the face downwards. "Catalina rose up and stared at the girl. She was high on drugs and had no sense of what was happening there. If it was some other day, she would have fought the girl effortlessly but with her hands not working properly and she starving since three days,she had to be extra cautious.The girl, tried to grab her face but Catalina moved away and kicked her in the knee making her fall. She grabbed her neck and punched her two times in the guts. She wouldn't kill her. She had never killed a female before. The pain in
In the darkness of the room, the television's screen glowed with paparazzi running behind the man in black. He didn't pay any attention to them and continued to talk on his phone. " Who might have killed them? Any rival? He was your finance head after all " one of the reporter asked trying to keep pace with him. No answer! " How does it feel to have the tables turned against you ? You too have many suspicious blames of murder on your part " That was it. He halted in his way and turned out to grab the man's collar. " Whoever has done it, will pay. " He watched directly at the camera making Catalina conscious of his words, " I am after you. You shouldn't have killed my men. Mazov Kuznetsov never forgives. " He got behind the security, protecting him from further questioning. She could feel, he was in a foul mood. Well who won't be. If your best friend and best crime partner was killed. Catalina switched off the tv and rose from the torn out chair. In the pitch darkness, she smiled
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