Twisted Hearts

Twisted Hearts

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Mischa. I ran. I ran from the Devil. I ran from my tormentor. I ran from the life that had been set for me or what little I had left. I thought by running from my father I would leave it all behind but...Is running enough? Or will it all come crashing down? Gabriel. I had one purpose in life. To be the Pakhan. The Boss and Russian leader. Until she came along...The girl who hides behind a mask. The girl that consumes my every thought. Her curves, her smile and even the fight she has in her. I crave it all, but most of all...I crave for the day she will be MINE!
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Suited for an audience 18 and older. Read at your own discretion. *** "Don't think for a second I don't hate you any less because we're married," I hiss out. Seeing Gabriel's growing smirk only pisses me off more. "If I knew what I was signing up for when I agreed to this then I would have ripped that stupid contract up the first chance I got." My sentence trails off when Gabriel takes another step towards me, then another until he's towering over me. I can feel how huge my eyes become when he slams my back to the bathroom door, wrapping his hand around my throat and pressing it to the wood. A gasp escapes me when Gabriel squeezes it, squeezing until I'm panting for every breath. I can already feel my body betraying me, though. My words may be telling him how much I despise him, but my body knows what the truth is and it shows from the growing arousal between my legs. "Don't be so crude, princesa," Gabriel mutters, forcing my head back to stare into his blazing brown eyes. "Let's not forget that we're a happily married couple. So I suggest you walk into that meeting with a smile on your face... Unless you'd rather have them all listen to me fuck the attitude out of you instead." ***

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