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Scars He Gave Me

"You know what a good girl would have done? A good girl would have stayed home instead of sneaking out of her father's compound just to get a man to fuck her. A good girl wouldn't have stabbed a man like me with a pen. And most of all, a good girl wouldn't be turned on by holding a gun to a man's chest." I lean closer to her. "You're no good girl, Ivanna." "You… you're wrong." "Go on then. Come on. Pull the trigger." *** My name is Ivanna. I am the daughter of Misha Sidorov, the head of the Krasnoyarsk Bratva. I have just graduated and I’m about to go to college. My life is perfect until Sergio Sakharov comes into the picture. He is the darkness itself. He reigns over the entire Sakharov family and by extension, the Dvina River Vory Bratva. His word is law, and his desire is absolute. Everything changes in a split second when he steals me away and holds prisoner in Tyva, a bride for his only heir. But Sergio doesn’t take no for an answer. He always gets whatever he wants and against all reason, he claims me for himself instead. He thinks I’m the perfect match for his desires and he is determined to keep me close, even if I fight him at every turn. Except, I’m no helpless pawn. I’m not innocent. I have tasted his dark side, and I want more. The don himself, the man they call the Volkov of Dvina River appeals to me in the most sinful of ways. His wickedness draws me in, and when he decides that he wants me, I’m helpless. I can’t resist him, even if it means giving myself to him. He may think he has power over me and can control me every step of the way, but I’m about to show him who the real boss is.

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I have ordered that she come downstairs for dinner tonight.

Lucia is here as usual. And Karlen has decided to eat at home tonight, too. He always eats out with his friends or at the club, so I have to say that having my son home tonight is a pleasant feeling. Ivanna has changed into a dress, her long brown hair swinging down her back. Her cheeks and nose are pink from the sun today, giving her skin a nice glow. She looks young, innocent and totally fuckable. Even though I had the orgasm of my life this afternoon, my cock still perks up.

Lord! This girl will kill me one day.

After we left the stables, Ivanna barely spoke. I hadn't fucked her yet, but her silence was proving something. That she still wasn't ready. I wanted her to beg for it, free of guilt. I wanted her to be willing to be mine for as long as this lasts.