Snatched by the Bratva (London Mafia Bosses, #6)

by Evie Rose

And if you don’t find anything to do, I’ll make you come over and over until you can’t think of leaving because you’re gooey with pleasure. Then I’ll fuck you and fill you up until you’re pregnant with my baby and that will keep you busy instead.

“You’re a madman.” “Now you’re getting it.” I prefer to think of myself as merely unhinged and powerful. But she might be right. “They can’t help you, kisa. I’ll let you go once the danger has passed.” It’s a lie. She’s mine. And I will never let her go. All I have to do is get her to fall in love with me.

“You’re on my bed, legs spread, pink cunt exposed for me, and soaking wet. I think that makes you my toy, kisa.”

She’s never been with a man. The possessive and territorial monster inside me roars with satisfaction and insists she’s mine. She didn’t realise it, but she was saving herself for me. To have her first orgasm around a cock on my cock.

“You were perfect for me,” he murmurs, holding me tighter. “So clever, so quick to learn. The best blow job I’ve ever had, kisa. Did you enjoy it too?”

I love her, and she fears me. She’s only here because I kidnapped her. I turn away, heart compressing painfully. Because the other thing I realise is—I have to set her free.