The Elite Chronicles

The Elite Chronicles

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Before you start reading, keep in mind you’re reading this at your own risk. I cannot help you if they find you and torture you to tell them what you’ve seen and heard. I’m here to tell you my story. My name is Celeste Davenport and I’m part of the supernatural elite. I’m not going to spoil my entire life right now. But let me tell you, I have lead a dark life. A life no one else has lead and lived to tell it. You have to get past many obstacles. You can’t love, you’re not allowed to and if you do there’s no chance you can tell your loved one about who you are. You always keep on your mask, that’s how it was and still is. My whole life I was forced into hiding by our superiors, but I decided to stand up for myself and live my life as I wanted it. This is not a game and I swear to tell nothing but the truth.
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His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit

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