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Karrilynn's Pov
30 minutes later King and I were in my home. I watched him intently as he took in his surroundings. His eyes scanning over every inch as if it would help him learn more about me.
"My rooms this way..." I said. He nodded and followed me. When we made it to my room he stood by the door causing me to chuckle as I realized he seemed a bit nervous.
"You can relax, King. I'm not gonna bite you...unless you're into that." I winked and that seemed to help him. "I'm gonna take a quick shower. The tv remote is over there. Find something to watch. Pizza should be here soon"
I hear the doorbell as I finish my shower so I walk to my closet and throw on some panties and a matching bra. I walk back out into my bedroom as I normally do but when King sees me he stops in his tracks.
"You ok there, Mr King?" I smirk and he takes a second to look me over.
"Yeah I'm fine. You're not...uh"
"Afraid to show my body?" I laugh
"Yeah"
"No. I'm attractive. I'm well aware and this is my fucking house. I have no reason to cover up in my own shit. If you're uncomfortable then you can get the fuck out." I said as I sat on my bed and grabbed a slice a pizza.
"You know most people know not to talk to me the way you do." He says before taking his suit jacket and shirt off. Now it was my turn to stare at him. This man was covered in tattoos. I found myself wondering how far down they went. "Anyone else would've gotten choked out by now"
Be still my beating pussy
I bite my lip as he sat down next to me. He leaned closer to me and just as I thought he was about to kiss me. He took a bite of my pizza.
"So what are we watching?" He asked now laughing at me.
"What do you normally prefer?" I asked as I feed him another bite.
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The Devil's Heir
RomanceKorol grew up in a life of abuse and poverty. By the age of 20 he'd easily taken down every enemy in his path for power. After years of bloodshed and chaos, he'd become the leader of the Russian mafia. Known simply by the alias King or the Mad Russi...