Property Of a Millionaire

23. Property Of a Millionaire (RR)

^Don't judge my amazing picture of 'Max' in his t-shirt

Well damn, another RR?! You're welcome... enjoy horny fuckers 

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Miles' Point of View

"And this one too?" I pointed to the outdoor market which was filled with tons of people and children. The streets were crowded with animals, tourists, and inhabitants.

"Mine." That was all he said.

"This?" My finger wagged in front of another business with the last name Ivanov on its anterior.

"Mine." He was focused on his phone, texting and making calls while we were supposed to be enjoying our day off. We had attended meetings all day yesterday after our many many, many many sex sessions.

"So you guys own all of Russia? This is fucking crazy.... sorry." I covered my mouth with the opposite hand that wasn't on his lap when he gave me a look. I guess I was only permitted to curse when I was straddled on his waist or he was hitting hit from the back. Wink wink.

"Not all of it. Just the major cities, roadways, and some attractions and businesses here and there." He said as if that meant nothing. Rich people are something else. Back at his grandmother's enormous mansion, everyone addressed him as 'Don Maximillion', I didn't question it at first but after being outside the house and people call him that had me wondering about what Chalamet had told me before I smacked the shit out of him.

Aleksandr was currently driving us to Aviapark, a shopping center in Moscow that Max wanted to visit ever since we got here. During his meetings, I spent a lot of time with Annabelle and her twins going shopping, eating, and more eating. I probably gained like 5 or 10 more pounds in the past 2 days.

"Try these, they were my favorite sweets as a kid." He shoves these little balls in my mouth. I sucked the chocolate off his fingers as he pulled them out with a pop from my mouth. The shaky breath he let out made me smirk in remark. Miles: 100 Max: -100

"I should remind both of you, there are little ones present," Aleksandr told us as our eyes met with a little girl who was smiling at the both of us. A fierce blush stood proudly on my face as Max bent down to talk to the little girl.

"Он мой котёнок (He's my kitten)." The little girl cocked her head to the side to look at me before giggling back at Max. Aleksandr started coughing up a fit and I was beyond confused.

"Он твой питомец? (Is he your pet?)?" Max looked back up at me and smirked before nodding his head to the little girl. She walked over to me and pet my leg before skipping away. Max stood up and laughed as Aleksandr stopped laughing and his face was a vibrant red. What the fuck just happened? Maybe I didn't want to know.

We walked around the entire mall, all six floors, and went into way too many stores. I'm not going to lie and act like I don't like to get spoiled but sometimes too much is too much. Max wanted to carry all of the bags so I decided to come up with a challenge or a wager while walking for hours.

"You want to do what?" Someone doesn't like my idea.

"We have to buy each other something, but like it can be anything. Sexual or not." I said teasingly, I whispered in his ear so Aleksandr wouldn't hear it.

"Mmh, I do like the part. You're on Stevenson." He went to his back pocket and whipped out his wallet but I stopped him by placing my hand on his chest.

"Nope, I'll spend my own money. It's my treat." I said before grabbing Aleksandr's hand and scurrying along. I looked back at Max with the two other men and his annoyed face, he was mad I was holding hands with another man. He has nothing to worry about.