The Mafia King and his hard-headed slave

look like in them-or out of them. I shook my head,

open. I slipped into the s

p body. Her golden hair dripped water onto her bare shoulders, trailing down her

nd a creak g

, reaching for the gun, but I was faster. In a flash, I

murmured, my voice low and steady. I leaned in, in

und of her breathing. She didn't flinch, didn't str

oice dripping with disdain.

on her waist. "Oh, I think I'v

t?" she demanded

pped to a whisper. "You're going to tell me everything about the m

licker of recognition. She knew

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f she would now like to tear my head off my shoulder. I don't blame her, I would do the same to her. To tear off that li

estrain myself from doing any of that. Oh God,

I whispered to her. "Your family is preoccupied with that shit m

. Furious. I like it. She tried to move her arms, b

w love. Be

r American accent lit up the room.

ht. "I said I needed your help." As soon as I said that, Sokolov laughed. That

so hard that almost tears began to

ven harder against the wall, I placed the knife on her neck, slowly pushing it deeper and deeper. She hit her head but said

as I slowly squeezed it. I want to feel real ski

to what I'm saying." I said through gritted teeth. My chin is firm, and Rita has calmed down, looking at me seriously now. I m

ressed first, I think my body draws your attention." She said sweet

try to run away or kill me, because we bot

, I could kill you very easily, but I want to be a good girl," she said, approaching my face. Her lips

s to my ear, whis

irl, fo

rl, i

from her seat and went to a closet from which she pulled out a black shorts and a w

to change," she said, ho

rs, sitting on one of the armchairs. I pu

watching," I said, b

s. Just her naked body. And it is perfect. Her ass is perfectly shaped, and her hips.... She turned to me and then I saw her breasts and pussy. Every part of her body I

ow. But I can't have her

my gaze on her and

f her ass. She put on a black bra, but her breasts were still perfectly visib

n my face, and finally, when

I think it's time to introduc

guess, successor and future leader of the American-R

know how to talk." I mocked. Rita just rolled her eyes, too pissed to say anything. I continued. "Let's see. Rita Sokolo

f," she adds. I nodded

guage half of your books a

helf and saw a book I was holding a while ago. She loo

uickly to the shelf. Taking the book back, she began to e

matter, it's

is one of the most important writers, but of cour

ed by this reaction. She dropped the book carefully on the shelf, turning to me. Her

on't tell me you need my

to play like that then fine." I took th