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TitaniaI don't know how long I've been in the shower. It doesn't feel like days, but still, it feels long enough. Underneath the water trickling down, I keep my head low, letting the water stream down to the very root while I try to scrub my skin off Kristoff's touch and smell. It's been hours and nothing seems to be working. I feel his touch on my skin, stronger than ever. For the first time, I don't understand my body. I don't understand why it is drawn to the villain's touch. Because Kristoff is the enemy, and I hate to admit that I feel safe in his arms. Somehow, I've only grown to trust him a little too much than I should.I should run away. Evade his tactics. But in this chessboard of survival, I feel like his queen. All my life I've never felt that way.I don't belong to anyone. I don't crave human touch. I don't like being oppressed or forced to do stuff against my own will. I enjoy my own company, and once in a while, when the need arises to sleep with someone, I always ensu
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Titania“You don't venture into the beast's lair unarmed, Titania,”“You won't hurt me.”Drawing the door shut, I stand still for a few minutes, letting my eyes adjust to the calming darkness. Kristoff stands butt-naked right in front of me, rummaging through the numerous files on his table for something. I take a step forward, just in time to catch him slipping a pill into his mouth — his blue eyes shimmering as he chews slowly.“You do drugs too?” I ask incredulously, setting the milk packet on the corner of the huge mahogany desk. He grunts and then turns away from me fully.“I'm a mafia don, Titania. Don't forget that.”“Yes. But...”“You shouldn't be out of bed by this time. It's late. Get going now,” he shoos me like I'm some bug.I take another step forward toward him, all too happy to defy his orders. His eyes crinkle as he watches me, a hint of amusement on his lips. There's something in his eyes that I recognized a few minutes back. Something I could relate to, on a deeper l
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TitaniaI wake up a little after four. It's early dawn, and the dull moonlight streaming in through the window slants has morphed to dark purple. Kristoff has his arms around my waist protectively, his breath fanning the hairs on my neck — his cock probing my hole, hoarded off by the thin fabric of my lingerie. He's semi-hard, and now as I twist around in his arms to face him, I curl a hand around his shaft, stroking the tip, while watching his face closely for a reaction. He barely moves for a millisecond, but when I go further down and grab his balls, his piercing blue eyes flutter open — the storm and lust in them making my stomach churn.“What do you think you're doing, princess?” he rasps drowsily. I don't expect him to move away, or try to scold me, because I'm aware that this is what he wants. If there's anything I've noticed, it's that Kristoff enjoys sex. And fuck, I'm so horny and thirsty for another phenomenal experience with him that I can't wait till he's ready to have me
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Kristoff'It's a little after eight in the morning when I stir awake, my head hot and throbbing — mouth dry. I don't bother stretching a hand to check the other side of the bed to see if Titania is still asleep, because I know she's not. She slipped out of the room a few moments ago, clutching her lingerie.Last night was the first time I slept next to a woman without any sexual intent in a long while. It normally goes one of both ways — either I can't control myself and we end up staying up all night, fucking like wild rabbits, or I slip away in the middle of the night, downstairs, to sleep on the couch. But last night, I slept soundlessly, spooning her from behind. When she curled her fist around my dick, I was surprised. I knew she loathed me, knew she wanted anything more than to sleep next to me, but I couldn't explain this new direction she was headed. For once, I didn't know what she had going on in that head of hers.Now, as I re-evaluate the events of the night with my eyes h
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TitaniaIt's a little after two before I manage to peel myself off the bed, drawing my butt backward to rest my back on the headboard. I groan as I place a hand on my forehead, my skin piping hot. Thanks to the cold weather caused by the rain last night, I'm coming down with a slight fever. My entire body aches and my mouth is sour. A knock sounds on the door, just as I'm about to stand and go into the bathroom to wash my face.I crane my head forward. “Who is it?”“It's me, miss. Ally.”I shut my eyes in relief. The last person I really needed to see right now is Kristoff. After what happened last night, I figure I need to stay away from him. It's the only way he can't affect me or toy with my emotions. “Come in, Al.”She pulls open the door gently, and peers through, beaming at me. “I've been here before, but you were asleep, ma'am. How are you?”“Ugh, do I have to spell it out?” I wince, plopping down on my back with a groan. “I've got a splitting headache and a bad cold.”“Oh, dea
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KristoffI sit at a table at the farthest end, in the dark, away from the stripper stage and other tables, tapping my finger idly as I sip my whiskey and glance out the door every once in a while. Just like Jojo wanted, the room is divided into two — the stripper stage taking up a small portion with three strong, long poles installed. Three tall, beautiful, dark girls clung to them now naked, their hair flailing about, all around them. The male patrons watch, their tongues hanging out in glee like dogs, eyes skimming over every inch of the girls' hot, sexy, sweaty bodies.This afternoon, I paid Patrick a friendly visit. What happened last night between Titania and me surprised me. As well as made me furious. I can't get away from my mind that nonchalant look on her face when she told me boldly that she wasn't afraid of the dark. She's braved pain constantly and has become accustomed to it. I want to know the reason, or rather, the person responsible for causing such damage to her. It
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Kristoff“Kristoff.”“Titania.” I greet her with a curt nod, drawing back her chair for her to sit. “Welcome. Take off your coat.”She glances down at it uncertainly, her fingers trembling slightly as she hesitates for a second before sliding it over her slender shoulders and handing it over to me, her cheeks flushing scarlet. She's self-conscious, I note as I hand the coat over to Ernest. “Thank you, Ernest.” I give him a small, dismissive wave.He bows slowly then turns to walk away. I look Titania over. Just like her jacket, the black strappy dress that clung to her smaller frame is also made of shiny leather, the hem stopping just at the beginning of her hips. She looks astonishing. I squeeze her shoulder softly in approval and gesture for her to sit. She obeys, her gaze sauntering across the room, taking in the environment. I stare at her, at how she left her hair loose and it drapes thick, dark, and flaxen over her shoulders, and down her back. The beautiful curls frame her pret
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KristoffIn the comfort of my office, I watch as she sashays over to the six pairs of monitors on my desk, her shoulders more relaxed, her demeanor less formal and more open. Three pairs are focused on the club, and the other three, are on the house. Ally moves about, cleaning the kitchen, and Titania watches calmly — surprise spreading slowly on her face.I turn away and reach out to retrieve two wine glasses and a fresh new wine bottle, replacing it with the empty one I brought up carefully. I stride to the desk and place the glasses on it, pouring the wine. When I'm done, I pick one up and pass it up to her. She takes it without question, her eyes still drawn to the monitors.“I didn't know you watch the house,” she said softly, her voice barely audible but I hear it all right. Just like I hear her heart beating slowly in her chest. Her skin glows under the pale yellow bulb lights — brazen porcelain. My eyes stray over her appearance once more, noting the delicate, feminine way she
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