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Chapter 5 A challenge

Word Count: 1197    |    Released on: 18/06/2025

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of his body and his clothes were very welcome. I had never been to Russia, as far as I could remember - despite learning the language, it wa

t wasn't horrible. The pain turned into something that wasn't unpleasant. I moved again because I wasn't the type to give up! And a

he floor and fuck you so hard you

fighting and rebel, but I still had some sense. That man was dangerous, and after our interaction

ice-blue eyes seemed to try to reach into my soul and pull out all my secrets. Not that there were any, really. Except... he was handsome. The bastard was drop-dead gorgeous, and without the coat, I could see the clothes stickin

with a very high ceiling, the walls had embedded details and wooden

rying to change the subject. His

He smiled, satisfied. That was a display of power. Bastard! "If you had sold your virginity and worked in the brothel for a while, yo

hrough my body was bub

e hell they had accepted me as payment when I never agreed to that! I never signed

ting slightly, clearly showing he didn't care about me or my situation. "Now, Irina, you will work in my house. You'll clean, cook... You'll serve me.

any moment, kicking and screaming, demanding to have my way. The difference was, I wasn't acting on a whim. "Go charge whoever

e was inches from mine. I didn't look away, I wouldn't show weakness. Yes, he was stronger

red on his face, and I saw his tongue run over his slightly swollen lips. I felt something touch my neck, on the side

s why I lost my balance and fell to the floor. When I looked up, he was st

yself to you! Never!" I almost spat

aised, but his expres

t a cha

to h

tood up, chin held high, clearly challenging him. Was it crazy? Yes

, but this time I didn't take a step back, I stood firm! "Devil. You better control

myself. "Look, I don't want to disrespect you, especially not in your

My services were hired, and you were the plan B. I didn't

ge me?" I put my hands on my hips. "Come on, tell me! Who was

When I knew who it was, t

r fa

end those words. My... father? No.

not going well, then said he had sorted it

owing light. The last thing I heard was

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