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Marcus pulled away. He ended the kiss even though it was obvious he didn’t want to. His hands lingered, his breath shaky, and his eyes? Full of frustration, longing, and a quiet disappointment. But he still gently pushed her back, like it physically hurt him to let go. He opened the car door, holding himself together, even if the storm inside him was obvious. Outside, Snow bodyguards, Oscar and Marshall waited, pretending they hadn’t just watched everything. “Let’s go,” Marcus said softly. She glared at him. “You need some rest,” he added, reaching out for her wrist. She jerked her arm away before he could touch her, her frustration rising like a tide. Rest? Was he serious? The only thing she wanted right now… was him. Still, he helped her out of the car. Attentive, annoyingly so. When she tripped slightly, he caught her fast and steady. Her arms wrapped around his neck before she even realized it. And she didn’t let go. In fact... she held on tighter. Maybe that was her mist
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"Welcome back to the Philippines, sir," Tiara greeted him just like always. One of his staff is always present. Every time Demetri returned home, Tiara was the one waiting. But despite the years they'd worked together, he had never once seen her smile. Never heard her laugh."How's Italy, sir?" she asked in her usual serious tone."Boring..." Demetri muttered as he walked toward the car waiting to take him to the penthouse. He was supposed to stay in Italy for two weeks, but he’d cut the trip short. He wasn’t the same Demetri who once indulged in the charm of Italian women. The one who used to fly there just to play with fire. Now, only one woman occupied his thoughts—his wife, Snow, whom he missed more than he could admit.The longing had become unbearable, so he came home.But it wasn’t just longing that brought him back, it was the frustration too. Snow had barely been answering his calls or replying to his messages. So he decided to surprise her."Let’s stop by a flower shop. I w
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Demetri turned sharply toward his wife. She was still lying in bed, barely moving. The effects of the drug were clearly not yet wearing off. If anything, her body heat seemed to be rising even more. She was visibly uncomfortable. And unless someone did something about it, that drug’s effect wouldn’t fade on its own. “I... n-need water...” Snow whimpered weakly. With an irritated sigh, Demetri released Marcus and stood up. Just as he stepped toward the bed to check on her, Marcus suddenly kicked him hard behind the knees. Demetri dropped to the floor in pain, clutching his leg where the impact landed. Marcus didn’t stop there. He delivered several sharp kicks to Demetri’s torso. But Demetri caught the last one, twisted Marcus’s leg, and tugged him down. Marcus crashed to the floor. Now both of them were on the ground, bruised and breathless but neither willing to surrender. “P-Please... I need s-some water...” Snow pleaded again from the bed. “What the hell happened to her?!” Deme
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Snow impulsively grabbed his bulging cóck, eliciting a low groan from him. Her lips parted as he yanked down his underwear himself, his massive díck springing free. She gripped it, marveling at its thick girth. Fúck, it was huge, mind-blowingly so. This guy’s côck matched her husband’s girth and length perfectly. He stepped closer, his hand tilting her jaw. “Open your mouth wide and suck my díck, honey…” he commanded. She’d tried it with Demetri before, but she knew he thought she sucked at blówjobs. She wasn’t good at it, but fúck it, she wanted to try again. She grabbed his hardened cóck again, licking the tip with slow, teasing flicks. He groaned softly, his hips twitching at her touch. He fúcking loved it. Of course, Demetri loved it. Snow’s warm mouth was heaven, even if she wasn’t a pro at sucking díck. The heat of her lips, stroking and licking his tip with her soft warm tongue, sent him soaring to ecstasy. Snow picked up the pace, struggling with his sheer size, her ey
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The next morning, Snow woke up to bright sunlight filling the room. It was so strong that it hurt her eyes, and she could barely open them. Her head ached with a dull pain, and when she sat up, she let out a small groan because the pain was too much. She rubbed her forehead, hoping to make it feel better. Then she noticed a man sitting nearby, reading. He wore glasses and was focused on the paper in his hands, not noticing that she was looking at him. Her jaw dropped when she fully recognized him. Fúck… he was drop-dead gorgeous. He looked incredibly handsome in those glasses. It was the first time she had seen him like that. As he turned to look at her with those intense, charming eyes, she couldn’t help but swallow nervously. Demetri was right there, sitting a bit away in front of her. He’d fúcking arrived. She’d thought he was still in Italy, and for a fleeting moment, she’d believed the steamy, filthy fúck-fest from last night was just a dream but it was real. She’d thought it w
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"Why? Are you in pain? Where exactly?" Demetri asked his wife with concern as he gently helped her sit up. Snow, however, hesitated to answer. Her gaze lowered, and she nervously played with the sheets, clearly embarrassed to admit which part of her body was aching. It wasn’t like she could blame anyone else, her soreness was the result of last night, and she knew it. A faint chuckle escaped Demetri’s lips when he noticed her discomfort. It didn’t take much to figure out what she was too shy to say out loud. "I think you might need a wheelchair," he said with a teasing grin, raising a brow. Snow immediately flushed, her face turning red as she bit her lower lip in frustration and embarrassment. "Don’t bite your lips, darling. I might not be able to resist and end up making your little girl hurt even more," Demetri said in a playful murmur, eyes glinting with mischief. "Shut up. Can you just help me get out of bed instead? I’m starving," Snow muttered, swatting lightly at his arm
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Ice eagerly tugged at her sister’s arm as they stood on the terrace. “Ate, let’s take a picture! The view here is amazing!” she exclaimed, wide-eyed at the dizzying height and breathtaking scenery from the top of the building. Snow sighed in exasperation. “You’ve been taking pictures non-stop. Aren’t you tired yet?” “I just want to upload something on my Instàgram. Besides, we don’t even have a new picture together yet. Let’s include Mom too!” Ice insisted, pulling their mother over. Their mother had been quietly gazing at the vast ocean, where the sun was slowly setting over the horizon. “Fine…” Snow gave in, approaching them while holding her phone to take a picture. She was relieved that she was feeling better now, although there was still a slight pain between her legs, something she was doing her best to ignore. Snow felt a wave of fatigue wash over her from dealing with her sister’s boundless energy. Ice had been lively the entire day, running around the penthouse, turning
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MOVIE SHOOTING LOCATION: Outside the Sandstorm Building **Snow's POV** The crew gathered outside the Sandstorm Building under a gloomy sky. Equipment was ready, and the set buzzed with final checks. Director Dig called us over, script in hand. “This scene needs urgency,” he said. “The Sandstorm Building is part of the mood. Stay sharp.” He marked a few positions, adjusted the extras, and outlined the camera angles. Then he added, “The next scene will feature a kiss with your partner, Thea,” he began, speaking clearly. “But it is not just any kiss. I want it to be charged with raw emotion, a perfect mix of animosity and hidden love,” he emphasized, making sure we understood the depth he wanted to capture. Thea was the name of my character. This was my very first lead role. I was determined to give everything I had to this performance. I knew deep inside that this movie could become a turning point in my career. Director Dig then turned to my co-star, Fourth Misuaris, one of the
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"What the hell are you doing here, Marcus? How did you get in?" I ask Marcus again, my voice barely above a whisper, just in case someone overhears us. "I'm with Jean, but when I saw you walking into the building, I quickly came up with an excuse to go to the bathroom. I’ve missed you so much. Didn’t Demetri hurt you?" Marcus checks my arm as if looking for any bruises or scratches. I quickly pull my arm away and take a step back to distance myself from him. "I'm fine. He didn’t hurt me." "Are you sure?" He presses, moving a little closer. I feel uneasy as he gets too close. "Yeah," I say, trying to reassure him. I could tell he was worried, thinking Demetri might have hurt me. "A-Are you okay?" He asks, his voice laced with concern. His small wounds from his confrontation with Demetri still aren’t fully healed, and I can see the hesitation in his eyes as he asks. "I’m fine." Marcus lets out a breath of relief. I think he was afraid that I was in worse shape than I let on. "By
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 88
MOVIE SHOOTING LOCATION: Outside the Sandstorm Building **Snow's POV** The crew gathered outside the Sandstorm Building under a gloomy sky. Equipment was ready, and the set buzzed with final checks. Director Dig called us over, script in hand. “This scene needs urgency,” he said. “The Sandstorm Building is part of the mood. Stay sharp.” He marked a few positions, adjusted the extras, and outlined the camera angles. Then he added, “The next scene will feature a kiss with your partner, Thea,” he began, speaking clearly. “But it is not just any kiss. I want it to be charged with raw emotion, a perfect mix of animosity and hidden love,” he emphasized, making sure we understood the depth he wanted to capture. Thea was the name of my character. This was my very first lead role. I was determined to give everything I had to this performance. I knew deep inside that this movie could become a turning point in my career. Director Dig then turned to my co-star, Fourth Misuaris, one of the
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 87
Ice eagerly tugged at her sister’s arm as they stood on the terrace. “Ate, let’s take a picture! The view here is amazing!” she exclaimed, wide-eyed at the dizzying height and breathtaking scenery from the top of the building. Snow sighed in exasperation. “You’ve been taking pictures non-stop. Aren’t you tired yet?” “I just want to upload something on my Instàgram. Besides, we don’t even have a new picture together yet. Let’s include Mom too!” Ice insisted, pulling their mother over. Their mother had been quietly gazing at the vast ocean, where the sun was slowly setting over the horizon. “Fine…” Snow gave in, approaching them while holding her phone to take a picture. She was relieved that she was feeling better now, although there was still a slight pain between her legs, something she was doing her best to ignore. Snow felt a wave of fatigue wash over her from dealing with her sister’s boundless energy. Ice had been lively the entire day, running around the penthouse, turning
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 86
"Why? Are you in pain? Where exactly?" Demetri asked his wife with concern as he gently helped her sit up. Snow, however, hesitated to answer. Her gaze lowered, and she nervously played with the sheets, clearly embarrassed to admit which part of her body was aching. It wasn’t like she could blame anyone else, her soreness was the result of last night, and she knew it. A faint chuckle escaped Demetri’s lips when he noticed her discomfort. It didn’t take much to figure out what she was too shy to say out loud. "I think you might need a wheelchair," he said with a teasing grin, raising a brow. Snow immediately flushed, her face turning red as she bit her lower lip in frustration and embarrassment. "Don’t bite your lips, darling. I might not be able to resist and end up making your little girl hurt even more," Demetri said in a playful murmur, eyes glinting with mischief. "Shut up. Can you just help me get out of bed instead? I’m starving," Snow muttered, swatting lightly at his arm
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 85
The next morning, Snow woke up to bright sunlight filling the room. It was so strong that it hurt her eyes, and she could barely open them. Her head ached with a dull pain, and when she sat up, she let out a small groan because the pain was too much. She rubbed her forehead, hoping to make it feel better. Then she noticed a man sitting nearby, reading. He wore glasses and was focused on the paper in his hands, not noticing that she was looking at him. Her jaw dropped when she fully recognized him. Fúck… he was drop-dead gorgeous. He looked incredibly handsome in those glasses. It was the first time she had seen him like that. As he turned to look at her with those intense, charming eyes, she couldn’t help but swallow nervously. Demetri was right there, sitting a bit away in front of her. He’d fúcking arrived. She’d thought he was still in Italy, and for a fleeting moment, she’d believed the steamy, filthy fúck-fest from last night was just a dream but it was real. She’d thought it w
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 84.2 (SSPG)
Snow impulsively grabbed his bulging cóck, eliciting a low groan from him. Her lips parted as he yanked down his underwear himself, his massive díck springing free. She gripped it, marveling at its thick girth. Fúck, it was huge, mind-blowingly so. This guy’s côck matched her husband’s girth and length perfectly. He stepped closer, his hand tilting her jaw. “Open your mouth wide and suck my díck, honey…” he commanded. She’d tried it with Demetri before, but she knew he thought she sucked at blówjobs. She wasn’t good at it, but fúck it, she wanted to try again. She grabbed his hardened cóck again, licking the tip with slow, teasing flicks. He groaned softly, his hips twitching at her touch. He fúcking loved it. Of course, Demetri loved it. Snow’s warm mouth was heaven, even if she wasn’t a pro at sucking díck. The heat of her lips, stroking and licking his tip with her soft warm tongue, sent him soaring to ecstasy. Snow picked up the pace, struggling with his sheer size, her ey
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 84
Demetri turned sharply toward his wife. She was still lying in bed, barely moving. The effects of the drug were clearly not yet wearing off. If anything, her body heat seemed to be rising even more. She was visibly uncomfortable. And unless someone did something about it, that drug’s effect wouldn’t fade on its own. “I... n-need water...” Snow whimpered weakly. With an irritated sigh, Demetri released Marcus and stood up. Just as he stepped toward the bed to check on her, Marcus suddenly kicked him hard behind the knees. Demetri dropped to the floor in pain, clutching his leg where the impact landed. Marcus didn’t stop there. He delivered several sharp kicks to Demetri’s torso. But Demetri caught the last one, twisted Marcus’s leg, and tugged him down. Marcus crashed to the floor. Now both of them were on the ground, bruised and breathless but neither willing to surrender. “P-Please... I need s-some water...” Snow pleaded again from the bed. “What the hell happened to her?!” Deme
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 83
"Welcome back to the Philippines, sir," Tiara greeted him just like always. One of his staff is always present. Every time Demetri returned home, Tiara was the one waiting. But despite the years they'd worked together, he had never once seen her smile. Never heard her laugh."How's Italy, sir?" she asked in her usual serious tone."Boring..." Demetri muttered as he walked toward the car waiting to take him to the penthouse. He was supposed to stay in Italy for two weeks, but he’d cut the trip short. He wasn’t the same Demetri who once indulged in the charm of Italian women. The one who used to fly there just to play with fire. Now, only one woman occupied his thoughts—his wife, Snow, whom he missed more than he could admit.The longing had become unbearable, so he came home.But it wasn’t just longing that brought him back, it was the frustration too. Snow had barely been answering his calls or replying to his messages. So he decided to surprise her."Let’s stop by a flower shop. I w
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 82
Marcus pulled away. He ended the kiss even though it was obvious he didn’t want to. His hands lingered, his breath shaky, and his eyes? Full of frustration, longing, and a quiet disappointment. But he still gently pushed her back, like it physically hurt him to let go. He opened the car door, holding himself together, even if the storm inside him was obvious. Outside, Snow bodyguards, Oscar and Marshall waited, pretending they hadn’t just watched everything. “Let’s go,” Marcus said softly. She glared at him. “You need some rest,” he added, reaching out for her wrist. She jerked her arm away before he could touch her, her frustration rising like a tide. Rest? Was he serious? The only thing she wanted right now… was him. Still, he helped her out of the car. Attentive, annoyingly so. When she tripped slightly, he caught her fast and steady. Her arms wrapped around his neck before she even realized it. And she didn’t let go. In fact... she held on tighter. Maybe that was her mist
