Arsenio Silvestri had many troubles in life. Women- were not one of them. Until her. ♡︎ He pushed my front to the wall and pinned my left arm tightly behind my back while his other hand coiled my hair like a rope. "Drop the fücking knife." I hooked my foot around his ankle and used my body to switch out positions holding the knife to his throat. "No." His green eyes burned intensely into mine. "Francesca." I could feel the hard planes of his body flushed against mine. In the shadows his face was so close to mine, the smell of his after shave purely hypnotic. His lips enveloped mine in a sensual kiss. I gave in and moved my mouth against his. Heat rose from my stomach to my chest and I forgot about the deadly weapon in hand... ...Until he swiftly grabbed the knife from my hand, grabbed my hair and turned me around before pressing the knife against my throat. He chuckled darkly in my ear. "You're in trouble."

[MATURE CONTENT] Everyone tends to outgrow their childhood memories as they become adults but not Trinity. The Ivanov sons are the living memory who breathes and walks to her terror and against her utmost desires she desperately needs but denies herself; she thinks she can escape them but no. They have claimed her, desired her, obsessed over her even before she knew it and they will have her because she is THEIRS. And the sad truth she knows, they are hers for the claim. © "Show me your panties." Vadim has never been one to ask question. I want to refuse but the look on his face makes my body say fuck it. Blushing, fingers goes to the slit of my dress to give him what he want but Andrei halts me almost immediately. "Slowly." Andrei says. Snapping my gaze to his mischievous smirk. Stretching my leg farther out that has the slit on; boldly, my eyes trained on their heated gaze as I slowly hook my thumbs to my panties tugging it down.... slowly. How they want it. "Ass up, face down." Shakily, I complied climbing the bed falling in position shooting my ass high in the air getting wetter by the second hearing footsteps draw closer licking my lips. Vadim breathes on my neck hearing Andrei's dark chuckles. "When we are done with you, you will wish you didn't beg to be fucked." Oh God! ***Mature content ***Violence ***Mature romance ***18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.