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The walk from the car is what I would term the walk of shame. I was so flustered and the fact that I just gave Russo a blow job in the back seat of a car while he claimed the driver can’t hear us. Russo noticing my discomfort, asked the driver to park at the underground parking and I smiled at him gratefully. He was still looking at me like he was still in a daze. Flashes of when he cummed in my mouth and I swallowed it only for him to kiss me right after attacked me. I had no idea what to expect when I took on the challenge and I’m glad I did. He got down from the car first before holding the door open for me, I nodded in appreciation before I made my way to the emergency elevator with Russo right on my heels. Somehow I felt the need to be alone, to return to my room. Whatever party it was, it’s time for it to be over. When the elevator stopped on my floor, Russo held on to my hand. I knew what he meant, he wanted us to take the party up to his room but I wasn’t in that mood again
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 20
I had no idea how to tell Russo that I wasn’t equipped to deal with him this morning. Watching him o the edge of my bed was doing things to me, everything I spent last night and this morning reminding myself of just flew out of the window. If anything, my attraction to Russo was still raging. “You’re running Alissa, even a blind man can see that.” He sighed and I went round to stand in his front. I needed him to believe that he has no power over me and I wasn’t running from him. I wasn’t scared of anything and I wasn’t scared that I might be too attached. Maybe tell him about how scared I am about him finding out that he’s frolicking with his worst enemy. “I’m not running, I’m feeling too sick and I didn’t want to bother anyone.” I replied softly and it sounded more like I was trying to convince myself instead of telling Russo. There was no way I’d be able to eat with this man sitting in my room and watching every move I make with an eagle eye. “Telling me you’re sick doesn’t mean
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 21
I screamed as the last of my orgasms hit me, and I watched Russo stare at me like I was some sort of trophy. He looked satisfied, almost like he had met his goal. I hate how much I was starting to overthink the sex, but watching him look at me like that didn’t please me like I thought it would. It even made me feel worse, and I felt like I shouldn’t have agreed to let him sleep with me or even spend the night in my bed. I got off the bed, and Russo’s hands reached for mine; he looked worried, and I swallowed painfully. There’s no way I could tell him how I feel. I didn't want to do that, especially since he has always accused me of running. Sex with him was enjoyable; scratch that, it was the best I’ve ever had. I don’t think I could quickly get the feeling out of my head. “Are you okay, Alissa?” he asked worriedly, and I wanted to scream no. I wanted to ask if that's how he treated all of his former personal aides and if that’s how he fucks every woman that shows up in his empire.
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 22
The bathroom door opens again and this time Russo stepped out. I was doing a miserable job trying to concentrate but I was far from it. I wanted to look up or something. “Why are you acting like a virgin Alissa?” He asked with a light chuckle and I sighed in relief. I had no idea why I thought he would be mad because I invaded his personal space. “Does a penis trigger the shy bride in your because I can swear that you’ve not moved your eyes from that same spot since I came in” he continued and I looked up to prove him wrong. I was visibly shocked and Russo looked like he was enjoying all of this. Russo was standing in the middle of the room, naked as hell and his body still dripping a bit of water. Somehow I wondered why he looked sexy but then I remembered he was naked. Alessandro fucking Russo was standing before me naked without a shame. I shut my eyes to keep the stupid thoughts out of my head, I wasn’t going to prove Russo wrong because of a stupid ego, I would rather I leave
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 23
Sitting by the car in a dark alley and laughing at whatever Russo was saying wasn’t one of the ways I pictured spending tonight. First, it was a fantastic dinner, and now it’s the tales. I tried to focus on the man and the way we were holding hands, but it was getting difficult for me. He was too tempting to resist, a beautiful temptation. “If you keep looking at me like that butterfly, I will take you here and have you fill this alley with your screams.” he retorted, which seemed to snap me out. I flashed him another smile. Since he packed the car by the side of the road and he got down to sit at the back with me, We’ve done a lot of things. We made out for almost fifteen minutes, and now we were just talking about random things; it was relaxing even for me. “I hated the whole class after that, and I never spoke to her or anybody again.” he continued, and I started to laugh again. He was telling me about the time in middle school when he got rejected, and he had to take it the hard
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 24
The tension in the room was palpable, like a storm gathering strength before the deluge. I couldn't help but clench my fists, my knuckles white with the effort of keeping my emotions in check. Russo had asked me to take some time off to get myself together, and I couldn't understand why. I didn't want to be anywhere else but here, in the thick of things, trying to piece together the puzzle of Ergonov's latest moves.He thinks those teenage boys are a distraction from Egornov and I may be in danger. Sometimes I wonder who the fuck the man was and how he could have deep dated hatred from Russo like that. I’ve always found Mafia ties confusing but Ergonov is hell bent on ending Russo and his empire. I stared at Russo, his sharp features etched with frustration. We were all affected, if we had walked into an ambush yesterday, nobody would have made it alive. As an agent, one of the most utmost training you get is a reminder that 0.01 seconds in front of a bullet could determine your fut
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 25
Rusoo pulled me closer before he started to kiss me and every pepe talk I gave myself about nt kissing him, unless its absolutely necessary flew out of the window and I wrapped my hands around him. I once read that i am sorry sex bangs harder and i hope tonight even bangs harder thna the imaginations in my head. He sucked my tongue for a while before his hands made its way to my nightwear, they were unbutoming my shirt very fats and if i knew he would come back here tonight, maybe I would have stayed naked. “The things you do to me butterfly, you have no idea” he groaned after breaking away from the kiss and he moved his mouth down to my neck, to trail kisses along them. The feeling was sending em and I rubbed my hand all over his torso, creating chain of hot feeling where my hands was. He flipped us over and he was on top of me before kissing me again and this time, one of his hands made it to my neck in a light choking manner, before he shoved his tongue right into my throat. He
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 26
I stood by the car, the engine still running, my heart racing as Russo glared at me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. I'd come to the warehouse as requested, bringing the file he'd instructed me to retrieve. Something about the way he was approaching me made it look like I was in trouble, and the thought of that was making my stomach churn uncomfortably. But something was off, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Russo’s eyes kept darting back and forth between me and the warehouse. He looked like he didn’t want me to come here or know about the existence of this place. Something told me that this was where the main thing was going down. Like the office back home was a decoy to keep people like me away from the shady dealings of the mafia. "Alissa," Russo's voice was tight, his jaw clenched as he stepped closer. "Where's Romero?"My confusion deepened, and I stretched the file towards him. And he still looked more confused, like he was expecting something else
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