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Chapter Fifty {Davinia}
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Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Fifty One {Davinia}
Moscow is beautiful.I'm in his car once again with him seating at the other end of the seat and Andrei driving. Thanks to the heat of his car, I'm not as cold as I was earlier. It's probably because we're in a elite residence that the atmosphere looks so clear and peaceful but it is beautiful. He is busy typing on his MacBook keys with fluency. His eyes are clear and set in focus on the screen and his body exude magnificence, he looks serious and fixated on whatever it is he is doing or reading, just so delectable. He almost makes me forget my own work with my laptop.The voices that my brain had tuned out while I was busy staring at Rolan begin to play in my ears through the ear pods. Tiana was to handle the meetings I was to handle before I decided to come to Moscow. She handles them the best, better than me. Unlike me, Tiana has the patience for slow minded pokes and can speak to people in a much satisfying manner. I'm sure my employees prefer to be in her presence than in mine.
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Fifty Two{Davinia}
My breath shudders at my every step over each step on the mini stair case to the front porch of his home. Andrei opens the ancient looking intricate door. He hasn't said any word since as we walk into the massive living room, deep end ceilings with low, hanging chandeliers. I take a quick look around whilst trying to keep up with his walking pace. The walls and theme of the interior is teal green and on the words are patterned intricate black designs like an atala butterfly. It's beautiful than I thought it would be. Somewhere in the middle while I was busy inspecting his house with curious eyes, Andrie left me alone with this sexually frustrated sadist. We step into an elevator, my heart beats in a fluttery manner. The low vibration of the steel beneath my heels distract my mind from the expectations of what will happen when I get in the room alone with him. Every breath I take fills my lungs with oak tree and citrus with a bit of honey and it adds to the humming in my body. This i
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Fifty Three {Rolan}
"So fucking wet."So responsive and I fucking love it. The view, the illicit sounds, the way her ass jiggles excitedly when they receive another round of hits. My hand prints imprinted on her tanned skin shouldn't be looking this torturous but it is and it makes me want to keep on going but I don't want to scare her off just yet. She's whimpering and shivering, she's loving it. Loving it too much. Her whole body is red and hot, if the wet patch on her black lace tells me anything, that is how much she's loving this.I trail my left hand over her body, from her waist up the serpentine line of her back to her throat then to grab a full fist of her fiery curls, pulling her head up."This starting to look like a reward, Mika." I growl lowly. She twists her head to the side to look at me. Her lower lip is held captive with her teeth and her eyes are in a daze of lust. A freaking erotic scene that goes all the way to my dick. Then she smirks and whispers," I should have warned you but whe
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Fifty Four{Davinia}
For the past thirty minutes, Rolan is making me feel all sort of sensations and emotions but right now, here in this moment with me spread eagle on my back and him crawling over to the apex of my thighs where my hole is freaking dripping, I feel so freaking worshiped. The veins on his hand bulge and his muscles flex sinfully as he coils his hands around my thighs and hoist me closer to his face. My head drops from the pillow to the bed, pushing the air from the back of my throat right out of my mouth with an 'oomph' sound. I stare right into his deep cold eyes that stare right back at me. It feels like I'm staring right at the midnight sky and it pulls me but when his eyes suddenly drop back down to my glistening cunt and he makes a sound between a snarl and a hum as he takes the skin of my right inner thigh between his teeth and drags it all the way up to my pubis, I sigh in content like a drug addict who just took a shot of heroine. My whole body writhes on the bed, my hands move
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Fifty Five {Davinia}
My clothes are laying miserably on the floor and my body shivers again. God! I need to get a grip. I pull the covers along as I get down from the bed and down the two steps that lead to the closet. I push it open to the side and walk into it. Layers of clothes, underwear and gowns from different designers hang in accordance. I go to the nightwear section and pick a black satin robe. This mini mall does not surprise me at all. What else do I expect from a man like Rolan. I brush through my hair with my right hand as I place my feet into the fluffy white slippers. The night breeze is chilly and I should probably close the balcony glass door but for some reason I love the chilly atmosphere and will love for it to remain like this for a while. Ignoring the playful curtains as they fly in and out of the room, I pad across to the door where my gift is right behind it. I take a breath in. It's now or never. My right hand curls the white doorknob and turns it down before pushing it open.
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Fifty Six{Rolan}
"Done, Boss." Andrei's baritone voice pulls me out of the document that I'm reading. My right index and thumb rubs the skin on my forehead as I look up at him. The ice in my cognac crackles as it dissolves. "And the girl?" "She's in the basement waiting for orders." "Good. You can leave." I dismiss him and continue reading the document in my hands. Seconds pass and I can still sense his presence. A tired sigh leaves my lips and I close the document. Leaning back in my chair, I eye him with scrutiny. "Speak Andrei." I'm so fucking tired but my eyes and body have refused to rest. "Does she know about the mine?"He asks. His dark brown eyes bore into mine with seriousness. My eyebrows furrow in reaction to his question. With my elbows on the armrest of the chair, I incline my fingers together before my eyes and watch from above them. " No." "Why?" "You think Ian is going to stop after two tries. What do you think she'll do when she finds out that her father has a mine ou
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Fifty Seven {Davinia}
In a deep v red lace bralette cami top and black high waisted slim jeans that hug my curves graciously. I stare at myself in the full length mirror in the closet, adjusting the thin straps of my top. This morning, I woke up on the bed fully tucked and covered when I clearly remember falling asleep in the library but how I got to the bed has not been made clear to me. You know he carried you in. I know but I can't recall it. So frustrating. Anyways, I plan to visit Rolan's hotel and see if I can make a spot for my line. It was part of my idea to expand my brand name. Although some of my clothes are shipped to Russia and sold in stores but I don't personally have a mall or large store and warehouse here so it's time to rectify that. Putting my hair in a simple bun with a white hair claw keeping it still and stylish, I apply a winged eyeliner, mascara and lip gloss before picking up a black medium chanel chain bag and slip it on my right shoulder.The loud pings and pongs from my phon
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Fifty Eight{Davinia}
Darcel, the house keeper's name is Darcel and her daughter's name is Martha. They packed both me and Rolan's breakfast and I took it along with me. Andrei was already waiting for me at the garage. "Rolan won't trust anyone else to drive you." he says when I approach him with a questioning look. I blow out a breath as I drop my phone in the pockets of my crop wool white jacket. "Rolan should know I can handle myself." Andrei nods before opening the door of the jet black Mercedes for me. "He knows." He says under his breath and closes the door softly once I settle into the plush leather seat. He climbs in the driver's seat and starts the car. I place the box of our breakfast carefully beside me and pull out my phone. It rings, Butcher's name lits the screen and I swipe right. "Boss del mattino." His raspy gruff voice filters through the speaker of my phone. I watch the scenery of the neighborhood as we drive by. "Morning Butcher." I return softly. He breathes tiredly right into
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