All Chapters of Don Maxim's Plaything: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I almost chewed out anyone who saw what was happening to Livia and ignored it. She refused to speak to me or anyone else. I almost got her a fucking shrink. The shit I was told was on those tapes was enough to drive someone crazy. I never even knew there were petty ways to torture someone like that. The first thing I did was fire all those maids I saw standing by and laughing while my woman was going through one of the worst experiences of her life. Most of them tried to beg but I wasn’t having it. I couldn’t afford to keep people who didn’t obey me. I had explicitly said Livia was not to be touched. And while they didn’t touch her, none of them made a move to try and stop the abuse. They were apparently threatened with Veronika’s status as my queen—a status I had never awarded her. Polina, on the other hand, was another case. She had grown to have a false sense of security with me. Somehow, she thought she and had an interpersonal relationship with me and she was exempt from be

It was clear as day that Maxim was trying to make up for what happened to me because of Veronika. From what I had gathered, Polina had been fired but Veronika was still in the house.I didn’t see much of her. She had been moved to Polina’s old bedroom and she stayed away from me for most part.Also, I didn’t have to see much of her since my duties as her maid had been revoked. I solely tended to Maxim which was not a difficult task. I was starting to feel comfortable again.I wasn’t sure whether that was a good or bad thing considering I was still on enemy property.The other staff, however, still looked at me sideways and sent snarks and scoffs my way. They were mad that I had gotten Polina fired.I wanted to yell and tell them that she had gotten herself fired because of what she had done. No one should have had to endure the embarrassment and humiliation that I did.It wasn’t fair to me or to anyone for that matter. Polina deserved everything she was getting.A good part of me symp

Maxim had fallen into a morning routine where I prepared him for wherever he was going that day and then I retreated to my room and stayed there all day. Every day, he got me a romance novel to read or gave me a series recommendation. He didn’t speak much but his actions showed how thoughtful and considerate he was. But I didn’t let him fool me. It was only a matter of time before he showed what kind of a man he was. I had yet to see Veronika in a long time. I heard she was around but I didn’t once set my eyes on her. Maybe it was because she was a room far away from other rooms in the mansion since she was being treated like the head of staff. I heard rumors that she was out to get me and I believed them. It was only a matter of time before she got upset and came for me again. If I were her, that was what I would do. I couldn’t tell if Maxim was in love with her or not. If I were her, I would have already left and gotten myself another man–once who appreciated me. But I wasn’t h

Whatever Mikhail said to Livia upset her and I know he said something. I should have never left him lingering on her doorway when I went to speak to the doctor.I should have asked him to let her rest because now, I wanted to kill my own fucking twin. He straightened his posture when I walked into Livia’s room.When he and I made eye contact, I gave him a look and he followed me outside. He could read me better than anyone, and that was why he was my spokesman. Lots of times, I didn’t have to tell him what to say.He just automatically knew.“What did you say to her?”“Nothing—”“Are you fucking lying to me?” I asked.He sighed and ran his hands over his face. I had a feeling I wouldn’t like what he was about to say.“She is lying. There was someone else in that room with her. Someone screamed when that glass shattered. If she is lying about something as simple as this, then what else is she even lying about?”“We can’t trust this girl. She is nothing but fucking trouble.”I was so fu

To say Maxim treated me like a princess was an understatement. He took me shopping and asked me to pick out all the clothes, shoes, and bags I wanted. I even bought my own self-care products, lotions, perfume, and makeup. I didn’t pretend I was modest with it either. I picked out all the items I wanted, no matter how expensive they were. He had all the money and if he was going to keep me captive, I might as well take advantage. He didn’t mind, though. He went all out on everything. That particular day, he left a note on my bed asking to take me out on a date. I had a feeling he wasn’t really asking. He looked like the kind of a man who didn’t take no for an answer. I couldn’t hide my excitement after I read the note. I couldn’t deny that I was warming up to him. I may have acted like I hated being in Russia, but he was starting to make it very exciting. He and I didn’t speak much, but his actions told more than he did by word of mouth. I immediately jumped in the shower and cle