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And why not?
I bit down on my lip, deciding against voicing my question, and he continued fucking me like a wild animal. The pain mixed with pleasure I’d never known was bringing me closer and closer to the edge. Especially now he’d forced me to be quiet.
I could feel tears forming in my eyes from the intensity, but I adored it to the bone. I wanted—no, Ineeded—it to be more forceful, and much more extreme than it was.
“You squeeze my cock so well,” he said as he removed his hand from my mouth and used it to find my clit. The moment he began to rub it, I could feet my climax approaching.
I couldn’t form a sentence. I was too high, too addicted to the feeling of him being buried so deeply inside me.
“Fuck,” he groaned, and I couldn’t help but moan in response. “If I’d known your pussy was made to take my cock so well, I would’ve done this the moment I saw you in that dark alley.”
His words made my mind go blank. I could only focus on the pleasure he was giving me.
Slowly, he began to withdraw until only the tip of him remained inside, teasing me for a moment. Then his palm connected with my ass, promising to leave a bruise. I wanted him to mark all of me, to leave my body covered in traces of him.
In an instant, he slammed back into me.
“Holy shit.” My voice was hoarse, my eyes squeezing shut at the sensation.
“What’s wrong, Kaya?” he murmured against my skin, placing another few kisses on my spine. “Are you going to come for me?”
“Yes—please.” I had no idea why I was begging him for a release, but he laughed, so deeply, so viciously, it made me want to keep begging. His groans followed, making my skin itch.
“Then be a good girl and come for me.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. As if the command in his voice had forced me to obey, as if I was his toy to play with, I came undone on his cock, screams following the wave of release I needed so badly.
Davorin found his release soon after, however he was the responsible one out of the two of us in this situation. He pulled out and finished on my ass.
Our breathing was heavy, and I was pretty sure I wasn’t looking my best right now. He was quicker to regain his composure, and put his mask back on before I had the chance to look at him.
I rolled over, and my eyes closed of their own accord. I would figure this all out in the morning, but I knew there would be no regrets. For now, I just let his heavy breathing soothe me and drifted off to sleep.
E L E V E N
THE blazing sun hit my face. Embracing it, I smiled into the sky, blinking rapidly. The sound of birds chirping filled my ears, and the tranquility of the warm spring day made me cheerful.
There wasn’t another person in sight, aside from the two guards who kept their distance from me. I didn’t truly understand the business my father was dealing with; however, my brothers had told me that a lot of bad guys hated Father, and that they might hurt me to get to him.
It was unreasonable to think like that, but I had no say in any of it. All I was allowed to do was be quiet and, from time to time, go outside.
Our garden was beautiful. Mom cherished her bright-red roses more than anything. The two of us watered them together, watched them bloom, and enjoyed the smell they provided. It was peaceful, fairytale-like, and all I dreamed of was having a garden of my own, of making it resemble Mom’s as much as possible.
My father and I had never had the best relationship. He’d never expected a daughter nor wanted one. However, since he couldn’t kill me—not because it was inhumane, but because word had already spread about the mafia princess being born—he decided to do everything in his power to turn me into a monster.
I remembered the day vividly—May 20, 2007.
Eight-year-old me enjoyed the time I got to spend with my mother. Often, Mom’s face was expressionless, aside from the sorrow that sometimes appeared in her vacant stare. She’d stare out of the window for hours at a time without uttering a single word.
“Kaya, your brother is here,” Mom announced, her angelic voice making me smile.
My gaze snapped to the path on our left, where Dominik, grinning widely, was approaching me. With a squeal, I jumped off the grass, tossing the plucked roses onto the ground, and rushed into his arms for a hug.
“How’s my little princess?” Dominik asked, hugging me tightly.
Dom’s hugs felt like home. All of my worries always disappeared the moment his arms were wrapped around me.
“I made you a bouquet,” I told him, grinning widely, one of my front teeth missing.
