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I smelled the faint vanilla scent before I even opened my eyes. I paused, still slightly disoriented from my brief sleep. My eyes slowly adjusted to my pitch-black room as I finally gathered my bearings. My eyes got acquainted with the darkness fast, and I realized I was staring down at a head full of long blonde hair that smelled like vanilla and something I couldn't quite place in my semi-conscious state. It wasn't just my imagination. Her face was turned the other way, but I could tell she was still awake from how stiff her body was. "Ariana? What are you doing here?" She was quiet for a while and I thought she was back to shutting me out again before she mumbled, "I think that's pretty self-explanatory. Turns out I sleep better in your bed." She didn't sound too excited about that new development, but I was gloating on the inside. I shifted, propping my head on my palm so I could get a better look at h
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ALEKSEI Ariana's slender neck worked as she swallowed thickly, no words escaping her rosy lips. I curled my other hand around her thigh, cocking her leg over my hip. "Someday, you're going to let me unravel all your secrets one at a time." I moved in closer, molding her soft curves against the planes of my body. "But today isn't that day." I finished. She finally found her voice. "When?" "When what?" "When are you going to decide you want to unravel me?" Ariana whispered and given how closed off she was, I could tell it was something she dreaded. I could also hear the underlying, unasked question without even trying: When do I need to run away from you as fast as I can, so you're never able to catch up with me? "When I feel like it," I told her instead. She drew her lower lip between her teeth, nibbling on the skin until it was bruised red from how badly she'd abused it. Displeased, I gently pu
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ALEKSEI "TRUST ME?" I asked again as she arched her neck back to give me more room to feast on her neck. She absentmindedly hummed her agreement, sinking her fingers into my hair at my nape. I nipped on her jaw, pulling a shaky breath out of her. "Are you sure?" "Y-Yes." I kissed my way down her chest to her stomach. "Anything else you want me to know beforehand? Or do you want me to stop?" I teased. Her chest rose and fell with how fast her breath came out in puffs. "No!" I teased the waistband of her tiny shorts with my teeth, grazing her skin in the process. "Feisty." She jerked, sinking her fingers deeper into my hair. "And sensitive," I whispered against her skin as I slowly inched her shorts down her legs, tossing them behind me carelessly, which was out of character for me. I gently parted her thighs, staring down at her bare, pink pussy coated with her slick arousal.
Last Updated : 2025-01-26The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 54.
ARIANA Aleksei hummed in satisfaction at my desperate plea. "Good girl." I could feel his proud smirk against my skin as he went lower, getting dangerously close to my pussy. My core thrummed with anticipation. My body buzzed like a livewire, itching to be set off by him. He knew how much he affected me, and he was having fun milking it. I gritted my teeth, fisting the sheets beside me. "I already begged you, didn't I? Stop teasing," I hissed. And what did the bastard do? He laughed. Laughed. "Retract those claws, tiger." He splayed his hand on my lower stomach, effortlessly pinning my lower half to the mattress. "If it gets too much, tap my shoulders." I stared down at the top of his dark head. "What happened to me using my words?" My tone was slightly mocking. I could practically hear his smirk. "You wouldn't be able to." And then he pressed his tongue flat against my slit, dragging
Last Updated : 2025-01-27The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 55.
ARIANA His cock sprang free from its confinement, slapping against his stomach, hot and erect. My lips parted at the sight, and I swallowed. Tiny, purple veins ran up his long, thick length to the pink, bulbous tip that dripped with pearly white liquid. I'd never gone down on a man, but I now understood the appeal some got from it. My skin itched with the same need, a mix of curiosity and desire. And he wasn't lying when he implied his cock was more than a fistful. At least, now I knew where the cockiness came from. It wasn't just small talk - pun intended. "It doesn't bite." He didn't bother to hide how amused he was. "Who knew my cock could render you speechless?" He curled his fist around his girth, stroking up and down, coating his length with his precum until it glistened under his soft bedroom lights. With his other hand, he wrapped my leg around his waist, propping my ass up on his thighs. "I thought you sa
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ALEKSEI I LIED. I remembered every word I said. But, I wasn't lying when I said the Russian had slipped out unconsciously. It was a habit I'd tamed a long time ago - switching between the three languages I spoke whenever I was in a heated conversation with someone or slightly irritated. It wasn't a good look for me because it was tantamount to outwardly losing my cool, and growing up in an environment like mine, it was seen as a sign of weakness, an opening for the predators to prey on you and your emotions. Now, I barely batted an eye when I was heated or irritated, and that was because I'd spent the past decade curbing this bad habit - I succeeded, too - and in just one night, she'd undone all that work. I should've taken it as my sign to disengage and get myself out of the situation before I spiraled, but hours after she'd fallen asleep, I still laid awake next to Ariana, staring down at the soft contours of he
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ARIANA I DID IT. I let him touch me and make me come, and I. . . liked it. I liked it. Not only did I like it, I begged for it, too, relinquishing all the control in that bedroom to him. Who are you? I stared at my reflection on my blank phone screen. The woman on the screen looked different. I felt different, too. The last decade wasn't the kindest part of my life, and I'd woven through it not trusting men. And it wasn't for a lack of trying. I did. I went on dates, sometimes I initiated the flirting, and very few times, I'd gone in for a peck. It never went past that, though, because I always withdrew first. My therapist said it was a trauma response --- pulling back before they had the chance to hurt me --- and I couldn't deny that she was right. A person very close to me had hurt me irreparably after putting all my trust in him. What was stopping those men from doing the same? It was probab
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ARIANA I COULDN'T GET PAST the appetizer round from how tightly wound my gut was. I wouldn't be able to keep anything down even if I tried. Reina sat across from me, savoring every bite of her lamb ribs while I stared at her. Never in a million years did I think she would seek me out after the hostile welcome I got from her when we visited, and my instincts told me to prepare for the worst. She couldn't have come for a good reason. I reached for my glass of water to busy myself with anything, so I didn't appear unnerved in front of her. I cleared my throat to get her attention. "So, are you going to say what you came here for, or are you going to make me watch you eat before we begin?" "The latter," she answered easily, going for another bite of food. I glared at her over the rim of my glass. "I have better things to do than to sit here and watch you eat. You know, a real job." "And you assume I'm not fa
Last Updated : 2025-01-31The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 59.
ARIANA I was glued to my chair, unable to move a limb long after Reina excused herself to use the bathroom. My head pounded, and it threatened to burst from all the new information it had just gotten. "Get them to talk to their father," Reina had pleaded after she explained her side of the story. For once, I didn't see her as the heartless robot that pranced around with a chip on her shoulder. I'd seen the softer side of her, and it was all directed toward that asshole husband of hers. She cared about Igor and was a ride-or-die for him. With the way she spoke about him, I wouldn't be surprised if she actively put herself in harm's way to protect his life. That thought was further cemented when I asked her why she hated me when we'd only just met at the party. "I don't hate you." My mouth hung open. "And what do you call how you treated me at your house? That was unkind, and not how to treat people you cl
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ARIANAI tossed and turned in bed long after the skies had turned black, and everyone in the house had retired to their various quarters.Sleep evaded me, and my pride and stubbornness wouldn't let me seek out what I truly wanted - him.I didn't want it to seem like I was the one making the first move, like I was desperate for him. Who knows? He might have been teasing me when he hinted at something happening tonight, and I'd just make a fool of myself if I approached him.Frustrated and agitated with myself, I climbed off my bed, stepping out onto the balcony to ease my racing mind.Maybe some fresh air would do me good and help calm me down. It was either that or drowning myself under the hot stream of my shower for the third time tonight.I groaned, tugging at my hair. God, I wasn't good with things like this.I looked down at myself.I even wore one of my more provocative silk nightgowns. The dress might as well be nonexistent the way it melted over my body. I bought it impulsivel
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ARIANA I was glued to my chair, unable to move a limb long after Reina excused herself to use the bathroom. My head pounded, and it threatened to burst from all the new information it had just gotten. "Get them to talk to their father," Reina had pleaded after she explained her side of the story. For once, I didn't see her as the heartless robot that pranced around with a chip on her shoulder. I'd seen the softer side of her, and it was all directed toward that asshole husband of hers. She cared about Igor and was a ride-or-die for him. With the way she spoke about him, I wouldn't be surprised if she actively put herself in harm's way to protect his life. That thought was further cemented when I asked her why she hated me when we'd only just met at the party. "I don't hate you." My mouth hung open. "And what do you call how you treated me at your house? That was unkind, and not how to treat people you cl
The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 58.
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ARIANA I DID IT. I let him touch me and make me come, and I. . . liked it. I liked it. Not only did I like it, I begged for it, too, relinquishing all the control in that bedroom to him. Who are you? I stared at my reflection on my blank phone screen. The woman on the screen looked different. I felt different, too. The last decade wasn't the kindest part of my life, and I'd woven through it not trusting men. And it wasn't for a lack of trying. I did. I went on dates, sometimes I initiated the flirting, and very few times, I'd gone in for a peck. It never went past that, though, because I always withdrew first. My therapist said it was a trauma response --- pulling back before they had the chance to hurt me --- and I couldn't deny that she was right. A person very close to me had hurt me irreparably after putting all my trust in him. What was stopping those men from doing the same? It was probab
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ALEKSEI I LIED. I remembered every word I said. But, I wasn't lying when I said the Russian had slipped out unconsciously. It was a habit I'd tamed a long time ago - switching between the three languages I spoke whenever I was in a heated conversation with someone or slightly irritated. It wasn't a good look for me because it was tantamount to outwardly losing my cool, and growing up in an environment like mine, it was seen as a sign of weakness, an opening for the predators to prey on you and your emotions. Now, I barely batted an eye when I was heated or irritated, and that was because I'd spent the past decade curbing this bad habit - I succeeded, too - and in just one night, she'd undone all that work. I should've taken it as my sign to disengage and get myself out of the situation before I spiraled, but hours after she'd fallen asleep, I still laid awake next to Ariana, staring down at the soft contours of he
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ARIANA His cock sprang free from its confinement, slapping against his stomach, hot and erect. My lips parted at the sight, and I swallowed. Tiny, purple veins ran up his long, thick length to the pink, bulbous tip that dripped with pearly white liquid. I'd never gone down on a man, but I now understood the appeal some got from it. My skin itched with the same need, a mix of curiosity and desire. And he wasn't lying when he implied his cock was more than a fistful. At least, now I knew where the cockiness came from. It wasn't just small talk - pun intended. "It doesn't bite." He didn't bother to hide how amused he was. "Who knew my cock could render you speechless?" He curled his fist around his girth, stroking up and down, coating his length with his precum until it glistened under his soft bedroom lights. With his other hand, he wrapped my leg around his waist, propping my ass up on his thighs. "I thought you sa
The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 54.
ARIANA Aleksei hummed in satisfaction at my desperate plea. "Good girl." I could feel his proud smirk against my skin as he went lower, getting dangerously close to my pussy. My core thrummed with anticipation. My body buzzed like a livewire, itching to be set off by him. He knew how much he affected me, and he was having fun milking it. I gritted my teeth, fisting the sheets beside me. "I already begged you, didn't I? Stop teasing," I hissed. And what did the bastard do? He laughed. Laughed. "Retract those claws, tiger." He splayed his hand on my lower stomach, effortlessly pinning my lower half to the mattress. "If it gets too much, tap my shoulders." I stared down at the top of his dark head. "What happened to me using my words?" My tone was slightly mocking. I could practically hear his smirk. "You wouldn't be able to." And then he pressed his tongue flat against my slit, dragging
The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 53.
ALEKSEI "TRUST ME?" I asked again as she arched her neck back to give me more room to feast on her neck. She absentmindedly hummed her agreement, sinking her fingers into my hair at my nape. I nipped on her jaw, pulling a shaky breath out of her. "Are you sure?" "Y-Yes." I kissed my way down her chest to her stomach. "Anything else you want me to know beforehand? Or do you want me to stop?" I teased. Her chest rose and fell with how fast her breath came out in puffs. "No!" I teased the waistband of her tiny shorts with my teeth, grazing her skin in the process. "Feisty." She jerked, sinking her fingers deeper into my hair. "And sensitive," I whispered against her skin as I slowly inched her shorts down her legs, tossing them behind me carelessly, which was out of character for me. I gently parted her thighs, staring down at her bare, pink pussy coated with her slick arousal.
