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27. Duty of a Bride
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NINA “Lachlan!” I shrieked, trying to dislodge his hold on me.But he ignored me, easily shrugged off my attempts to fight his hold.And, I fought.I twisted, tried to plant my feet into the floor, but it was of no use. Lachlan was stronger.As we turned into the corridor, I caught the sight of the guests down below. They were there now in the grand hall, watching, as they sipped on their champagne. Dozens of eyes stared up at me as I was dragged toward my new husband’s bedroom.Jeremiah’s voice rang out behind us, coldly amused. “My new bride is a little shy for our coming wedding night. Bridal jitters, I suppose.”Laughter erupted through the hall, the sound of it curling around me like poison, humiliating me. And even though with each step I could still feel the sting of the whip, but it wasn’t the pain that tore through me. It was the shame. The humiliation.Lachlan hauled me through the halls, his grip unyielding. My breaths came in ragged gasps as we turned a corner, my eyes fl
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LACHLAN “Lachlan, listen to him. Fuck me. We can savor each other later. Let’s fulfil his pervert fantasies of watching us together.”She was on her knees, bared and trembling, her body already marked with the ghost of Jeremiah’s cruelty. But she wasn’t broken. No, she was fire—fierce, untamed, burning hotter with every second that passed.And I fucking adored her for this.I kept my eyes on Jeremiah, his hold on her throat didn’t waver as he stared back at me. His grey eyes dropped to my hands as I unbuckled myself and unbuttoned my pants before pushing them down. I controlled my taunting smirk when he saw me pulling out my hard cock. I gave my length a rough pull, enjoying the way when his eyes flickered. I will get my Jeremy back. No matter what it takes. And my little kitten? She will be the tether that keeps us tied together— whether she wants to or not.“Open up for me, kotyonok,” I whispered, pressing a kiss down at the base of her spine.Goosebumps dotted her skin and she sh
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NINA "It seems I will have to take my wife in my own hands.”Dread coiled up in my stomach, my fight and flight instincts told me to make a run for it and I lurched to my feet, but he was faster.Before I could escape, his fingers clamped around my wrist, and he yanked me forward. My breath left me in a sharp gasp as he twisted me, forcing me over the breakfast table. Plates and silverware rattled beneath my weight, the scent of coffee and toast mixing with the scent of his cologne. Fire and danger engulfed me in a brutal hold. I thrashed and tried to fight his hold, but his grip was unyielding as he twisted my arm around my back and pushed me down harder that my breastbone hurt. “Stop,” I hissed, panic clawing at my throat from being subjected to this. “You fucking bastard—”The loud smack echoed in the hall before the pain registered and I went still. My mind short-circuited unable to process what just happened. He just hit me. The fucking monster hit my arse, making my whole bod
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LachlanI moved to follow her but Jeremiah stepped in my path, stopping me. “Move.”He didn’t. His eyes glared at me and he said, “We have a meeting.”“Go ahead. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”He narrowed his eyes and took a step closer. I was aware of the eyes on us. Xavier, Kayne, Olezka and his fûcking aunt was staring at us. But he didn’t seem to mind as he gritted out, “Don’t defy me again and again, little shadow, there’s only so much I can let go.”I took in a calming breath and moved past him in the direction of his fucking office. I needed just a moment of his weakness to strike back at him and bring him to his fucking knees. I was bidding my time, letting him think he was in control. Because if he knew I was plotting he will consider me his enemy too. His trust in me was already fragile and I didn’t want it to shatter like it had for everyone else in his life. God. He didn’t even fucking trust his own twin. It was a fucking miracle that he put even the slightest of it in
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Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 65. Don’t hurt her
NINA My hands dropped by my sides as I laid there on the spanking bench, and my eyes fell on the cuffs on either sides. But thankfully my monstrous husband didn’t cuff my hands and legs. It couldn't be kindness, I knew that. It was just his way of keeping me under control with more threats in sight. He gave me a warning though, as he caressed his palm down my spine, he said, “Don’t move. If you move, we’ll start all over again.”I should’ve been afraid. I should’ve begged. But a part of me… a small, sick part… was almost thankful for the punishment now. At least my mind will stop connecting this monster to the man that comes in my dreams. And I will stop feeling that pull I have been feeling for this monster despite myself. After this humiliating ordeal I will go back to hating him and that’s what I needed to keep my sanity intact. Because hate, unlike this spiraling confusion, was clean. Controlled. Necessary.“This isn’t just for me,” My husband said as if he was a king giving s
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 64. Softly. Hungrily. Possessively.
NINASomething was fúcking wrong with me. How could I settle in his lap and let myself get lost in the heat of his body? But damn, for being a cold, heartless monster, he sure has the body heat similar to a comforting woollen blanket in the frigid temperature. He had been conversing in Russian and the rumble of his accented voice had lulled me to a false sense of safety. And I had almost relaxed into him. Now I blinked at him as his question registered, “Are you sleeping, wife?”I stiffened. “No.” “Good. Now that everyone is here let’s begin with next part of your punishment.”Before I could respond or slid out of his lap, he stood up with his arms securely wrapped around me. My eyes went to Lachlan, and unlike before, he seemed to be at ease now like he had come to terms with whatever Jeremiah had planned.Lachlan stood without a word. The others followed, falling into line behind him.I was surrounded by shadows in suits, by silence thick with menace and danger.And yet… in a
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 63. She's a missing piece
LACHLANI shouldn’t be surprised. And maybe I wasn’t. But I was fûcking fuming.Jeremiah had always loved putting on a show. Voyeurism was his kink, and exhibitionism his stage to show how he was the God between the mere mortals. He showed everyone that he was the king and no one was allowed to even breathe without his permission.And I—I hated it.As much as Jeremiah loved showing off what he owned, I hated it.I hated sharing. I hated when eyes lingered on what I deemed mine.And most of all, I hated how he knew exactly what my hard limits were, where I drew the lines, and still he fucking chose to dance all over them, towed them to break my control. To test my resolve that seemed to be weakening ever since Nina had come between us.My fingers itched to grab Nina and throw her over my shoulder, to get her the fuck out of here.But I didn’t.I curbed my impulse and I sat there, jaw clenched, blood boiling in my veins, as he made her pour and serve drink to Xavier and Kayne. Like s
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NINA I stared at my husband, unbelieving of what he was asking of me. He wanted me to get naked. Here?In front if everyone?My gaze swung to Lachlan, but his eyes were straring daggers at Jeremiah. “Kakogo cherta ty delayesh?” He growled, his hands curling into fists. [What the hell are you doing?]Jeremiah’s cold greys focused on Lachlan and his response felt like a sharp bite of a dagger. Even when I didn’t understand a word of their conversation, I felt like something deeper under the surface was happening.“Ne zabud’, ona moya tak zhe, kak I tvoya. I voobshche, ty tozhe prinadlezhish’ mne. Tak chto luchshe zakhvati sebya v ruki I perestani eban voprosy zadavat’.” [Don't forget she's mine as much as she's yours. And in fact, you belong to me too. So you better fucking stop questioning me.]“Ona? Ya? A pochemu togda eto sovsem ne chuvstvuetsya tak?" Lachlan gritted out, his eyes flashing and I thought he was just seconds away from punching Jeremiah. [Does she? Do I? Because it d
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 61. She'll entertain us
NINA Jeremiah moved ahead, his steps confident as he led us toward a private booth carved into a shadowed alcove. I noticed how the people stopped, moved out of his way and stared at him. Men nodded with deference. Women smiled at him, their eyes hopeful for his attention. His scars didn't deter them but instead they seemed to want him more. Unlike the way hesitation and fear that sparked in their eyes when they looked at Jeremiah though, they nodded and smiled at Lachlan. A few of them even stepped forward to shake hands with him and exchanged pleasantries. And, I realised even when in appearance Jeremiah was golden and bright, Lachlan was people’s favorite it seemed, more approachable and less dangerous. And then there was me. Men looked at me with curiosity and women stared at me with a frown and tight lips, almost unwelcoming.I didn’t belong here, a voice whispered in my head, giving breath to the fear and insecurities burning inside me. I didn’t know what would happen next.
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 60. Whispers- The Club
NINA The car ride had been quiet except a few exchanges between Lachlan and Jeremiah, that too in Russian so I didn't understand a word of it. I was starting to hate it. And while Lachlan seemed tense now and then, in turn making me tense because I couldn’t help but be apprehensive and nervous to where Jeremiah was taking me to punish me, he also looked at ease with wherever we were going. The only person who didn't know where we were going and what will happen to me was me. I was wearing a black sequin dress with gold threads woven in it and it felt like I was dressed for a gala, but one look at his face and that twisted smirk had told me that there will be no party, at least not for me. I was scared but I felt like I wasn’t as afraid as I should be. I should be more terrified. But all I felt was this apprehensive flutter in my stomach which was kind of mixed with the arousal they both had brought forth in that cold room. I was still throbbing between my legs and for a mome
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 59. Beginning of a punishment
NINA Jeremiah walked to the foot of the table and then without any preamble he grabbed my ankles and pulled me down to the edge. I let out a soft startled scream and stared at him wide eyed, my heart slamming against my ribcage. What was he doing? Lachlan’s tanned hands gripped my thighs and he pulled them apart. His thumb brushed the lips of my pussy, now bare, and he whispered, “I can’t wait to lick you and eat this beautiful cunt.” I thought it would sting. I thought I’d wince, maybe flinch when their hands came near the freshly waxed skin between my thighs. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. Because my body responded differently to them. My walls squeezed at his words and then another embarrassing squeak left me when something cold dripped on my mound. The sensation was opposite of what the wax had left behind— a tingling hot sensation. Jeremiah didn’t say a word as he cupped my pussy, in response my whole body shuddered. And I felt like I was in an alternate universe. It wa
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 58. If this was a punishment
NINANo one asked me If I was ready. No one cared.Humiliation coiled in my gut like fire as the beautician gently coaxed me down to lie down on my back. I felt their eyes on me like a blanket in summer, almost suffocating me in the heat. And I could distinguish their gazes, Lachlan looked at me like he wanted to keep an eye on me, to make sure I was okay. While Jeremiah’s gaze, lingered in places, like he was cataloguing, like he was appraising something he owned. His gaze was the heat that melted shame into something more dangerous.I almost jumped out of my body when one of the women touched my knee. It was the older woman, she placed her hands on the inside of my thighs and then prompted me to spread my legs. I swallowed, feeling the cold air caress my sensitive flesh. My eyes went to the younger one who walked to us, pushing a table to the bench I was lying on. I saw the pot of wax on it and my muscles locked in place. I have never had a Brazilian wax, the normal wax was enoug
