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Kenji sauntered toward me, staring down at the camera. He looked like a demon personified, chest covered in tattoos and blood, with a blunt hanging from his lips as he mussed his black hair with one hand, the other tucked into his black Dickies.
🤔🤔🤔😼
“There a reason you’re staring down the camera and walking like a dick?” I asked, ending the video. “Of course. I plan on editing that bitch and sending it to chicks. Women think that shit’s hot.”
lol
“Ugh. I hate women’s tears. They always want me to say some comforting shit. How would I know what to say? I cut off people’s tongues when they say shit I don’t like.
😭
“Honestly, she was the unreasonable one. How rude of her not to accept my generosity. We live in fuckin’ New York. I could’ve made her take the subway or walk.”
right…like ubers ain’t cheap no more
Most people weren’t the same special type of fucked-up as us, especially women.
THICK THIGHS SHOULD SUFFOCATE FACES
this is a great title lmao
“I’d never willingly want a Romano.”
“You may not want a Romano, but if she’s hot enough, you’ll fuck her…”
Supposedly Enzo had a girlfriend at the time and broke the news of his engagement to her by sending the chick a wedding invitation. Fucking asshole move.
crazy😭😭😭
Tonight wasn’t supposed to start with me hiding an unconscious body in a random coat closet. Yet here we were. Asshole should’ve let me into the club.
word.
“Men. If you’re not sucking their dick, they’ll be a dick,”
Caleb Callahan. Criminal, asshole extraordinaire and someone who should not be in a Russian Bratva club.
Men normally lied about their height, but it seemed Caleb was every bit of the six foot three inches his bio claimed.
I’d give the grab a four out of ten. Where was the kneading? The second slap? Hell, with hands the size of his, I’d want him to grab my ass and let those long fingers get close to brushing my pussy.
oop
Did the tattoo on his knuckles say fuck?
i just rolled my eyes
Sell your soul to the devil, gorgeous.
Caleb’s was too, but I was trying to gaslight myself into thinking he was ugly as fuck.
me as fuckkkkkk😭😭😭😭🤞🏽
This place was definitely not my style. Grimy as shit, with an off-brand Hot Topic vibe going for it.
😭
The precaution was probably unnecessary since I had a mini jammer stuffed in my bra,
how tf does she have a gun???? in her bra
Caleb Callahan?
Men always assumed I was bluffing.
“Oh, Caleb, a woman never reveals her secrets,”
“Macushla, you’ve made quite the impression tonight. I’ll remember you, and when I find you, it’ll be my turn to hogtie you, eh? That pretty olive skin of yours will be so fun to mark up. I bet you’ll scream so pretty for me,” he snarled,
I was going to need a cold shower after this exchange. I didn’t know whether his words were sexual or homicidal. Ironically, they turned me on just the same.
“I will find you, macushla.” His voice carried over the sounds of the city. “And when I do, I will wring that pretty throat of yours.”
This weather was eerily appropriate for my frame of mind. Dark and ominous.
There was something incredibly demoralizing about being capable of killing a person over a hundred different ways but still bowing your head like an obedient bitch to your deranged uncle.
The Italian Mafia, the Irish Mob, the Russian Bratva, and the Japanese Yakuza all operating in beautiful harmony? Fucking bullshit.
I didn’t have a clue what the fuck he was going on about.
me
“Did you have a choice when you came over and fucked me before leaving the fucking wedding invitation on your pillow for me to find? You didn’t even have the fucking balls to break the news to me.”
oh it was her😭😭😭😭😬😬
“I would’ve taken a bullet for you, Enzo. That’s how much I fucking loved you. So, thanks for showing me how fucking pathetic you are,”
wow
I was a fucked-up version of Cinderella. One who’d never known the love of her father and didn’t get rescued by a fairy godmother or Prince Charming. And if Prince Charming showed up now, I would probably eat him.
Maybe if I got drunk, I’d like my cousins better. Not likely, though.
“Whoa, where are you off to so quickly that you can’t watch where you’re going?” “To fuck your mo—”
lmaooooo
I took in the full glory of the Russian Boogeyman himself, Nikolay Volkov. Fuck, he was delicious.
She had to be unhinged. The beautiful ones usually were because I was pretty sure she was about to say she was on her way to fuck my mom.
hahahah
A vision of her with a knife to my throat while I sank my cock into her warm cunt flashed in my mind, making my dick twitch. If only there were such a woman.
omg calm down
She wasn’t unhinged—well, maybe a little—this woman was self-assured.
For some reason, I desperately didn’t want her to dismiss me. I’d share her with Kenji—with either of my brothers—but we found most women weren’t as open to that idea.
oh
She’d never given her name, and I wanted to know what to moan while I beat one out in the shower tonight.
he can’t be serious!!??
She was going to be paying for her sins.
I didn’t have to like her to want to fuck her.
In fact, hating her made the idea more appealing. I wanted to use her like the slut I was sure she was.
If looks could kill, she’d have murdered me three times over at this point.
She was an anomaly—a risk—but she might be what we needed. Unfortunately for her.
A crossroads demon in the flesh, and Scarletta was about to sell her soul to the Syndicate.
The bitch bit me,
ahhahahaha
my mind reminded me that she was everything I hated.
Romano bitch.
watch ur mouth!
“You’re my bitch at the moment. Are you not as smart as you look, Scarletta? Because I thought you’d have gotten the picture by now. I own your ass.”
right….🙄
