“If these are the marks of your love, I would love them on my back more,” Volkov gazed at the scratch marks on his chest, and Aaliyah’s mind immediately went to an s*x position that she read in a romance book, making her bite her lips.
It was getting a bit too much. If this continues, she doesn’t know about Katherine, but she would surely end up having s*x, and the worst thing is, she knows she won’t regret any second of it.
Now that she has thought about it, she knows how she would spend her night thinking about him doing those things to her, and the thought alone aroused her, making her sigh helplessly.
“What are you thinking?” Volkov grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him.
“What would s*x with you feel like, Mr. Volkov?” Aaliyah looked straight into his eyes, stepping closer as she placed her hand on his lower abdomen, and Volkov’s predatory eyes looked at her actions, feeling more provoked.
Right now, all he wanted to do is grab a fistful of her hair and make her sit on her knees, forcing his member in her mouth until she is full with him before f*cking her hard so that she realizes what she is saying and doing to him.
“Don’t play with fire, Aaliyah,” Volkov said, and Aaliyah smirked at him before pushing him back on the wall, pressing her chest against his.
“What if I am not playing?” She asked, trailing her finger from his neck to his lower abdomen, stopping right above his belly button, making him suck a deep breath.
“The consequences of what you are doing will be severe, Aaliyah. And once I start, I won’t stop even if you’ll beg me for it,” Volkov grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her back, forcing her head up as he bent to look into her eyes.
“You have no idea what I want to do to you. Don’t pretend you know everything about me and my kinks,” Volkov said before he grabbed her neck from his free hand, pressing it a bit too much, making her gulp.
“That’s what I want to do to you. I want to do you so hard and make you bleed for me by taking your virginity until you scream my name in a way that it gets etched into your mind like a never vanishing memory. So while I am trying to keep in control, let me be,” He whispered before grabbing the back of her neck, forcing her onto the wall so that her chest was pressed against it.
He pushed her from behind, his cr*tch pushing against her hips, and Aaliyah widened her eyes as his words registered in her mind.
Placing his hand on her p*ssy from above her shorts, Volkov took a whiff of her hair.
“Mine,” He growled in her ears, making her bite her bottom lip as she tried hard to control the shameless moan on the edge of her tongue. Rather than making her scared, his words ignited a fire inside her that felt hard to extinguish. She was getting more aroused with his every action and word.
She wanted nothing more than for him to do what he was claiming even if it meant pain to her, and the thought alone made her mad at herself.
She has never felt like this for any other man. It felt like her body was already his slave, acting however he wanted her to.
“F*ck!” Volkov mumbled under his breath when the pain in his d*ck started to grow, wanting a release because of how much he was aroused.
This wasn’t good. His control was slipping like sand from his hand.
“I will ask someone to arrange something to wear for you,” Volkov didn’t wait for her answer as he left her standing there, all hot and bothered once again.
What the hell just happened? Aaliyah thought, the cool breeze touching her skin, bringing her back to reality.
Walking inside his room, Volkov unzipped his pants before pulling out his d*ck, sighing in annoyance.
Taking some tissues, he closed his eyes, imagining Aaliyah on his bed naked with her legs wide open. He imagined wrapping her legs on his torso while he thrusts inside her hard and fast.
Jerking himself on the tissues, Volkov wiped his orgasm before taking a deep breath as he leaned on the wall with a cold and unreadable expression.
This was the first time he was forced to jerk himself like this his whole life. No one has ever had that effect on him. As much as he wanted to fill Aaliyah with every drop of his seed so that he could see that dripping out of her, he didn’t trust himself to control his thoughts around her.
He didn’t know if Aaliyah would be able to take his lifetime of abstinence. Looking in the mirror, Volkov growled at himself for jerking like this.
However, he also knew that the pain was getting too much to bear, and it was better he jerked in a room than wet his pants in front of everyone because as much as he hated to accept it, now that this image of forcefully taking her from behind was plastered in his mind, he knew there’s nothing that can stop him from imagining the same things when he is around her.
Remembering how good her bre*asts felt in his hand even from above the bra, Volkov sighed before zipping his pants and wearing a shirt that Dimitri must’ve asked the restaurant staff to prepare.
As he buttoned the shirt, his gaze fell on the scratches on his chest that Aaliyah gave him, and a smirk formed on his lips.
‘Aaliyah Gold, you have no idea how mad you can make someone for you. I don’t blame any man who falls for you. You have that charm.
Unfortunately, you are mine now, and I will gauge every eye that will look at what is mine. Every part of you, including your sweat and blood, everything is mine,’ Volkov’s eyes turned dark as the beast inside him itched to claim what was his.
Hearing a knock on the door, Volkov came out of the bathroom after washing his hands, squinting his brows when he saw Timothy standing there.
“What is it?” Volkov asked.
“Elder Volkov called, sir. He wants to join the cruise trip,” Timothy said.
“Who gave him the news about the kills?” Volkov asked, his eyes turning cold and dangerous.
“I believe that would be me, sir,” Timothy said, and before he could explain, Volkov pointed his gun straight between his brows.
“Do you want to die?”
“No, sir. I would like to continue my life. I am afraid Elder Volkov is already getting the news about your whereabouts. He already knew what was going on with the local group and he asked for an update. He already knew some killing happened. He threatened that if I didn’t tell him who did it truthfully, he would send my wife to a foreign country and won’t allow me to meet her. I love my wife,” Timothy said in one breath, and Volkov sighed.
“I will handle it. Don’t worry about it. You can go,” Volkov massaged the area between his brows.
“Hey, where did you go? Wait. Did you change your clothes?” Momo was the first one to ask when Aaliyah came back to the table, and Ashton, who was talking to his dad, turned to look at her.
“What happened?” He said between the call.
“My top got soiled,” Aaliyah lied smoothly before rolling her eyes to make it more believable, and seeing the expression on her face, everyone burst out laughing.
Everyone apart from Samantha and Dimitri, who had an inkling of what must’ve happened. To comfort himself Volkov might have hugged her, making blood prints on her clothes. Honestly, it was amazing how Aaliyah wasn’t freaking out even after all this.
“The view from the terrace is marvelous. You guys should check it too. Thank you Alec for showing me around. It made my day,” Aaliyah smiled at Alec at the same time when Volkov walked into the room, and Momo was wriggling her brows at Aaliyah.
Blushing at Aaliyah’s words, Alec smiled before leaving, and Momo was quick to catch up.
“Girl, that dude is serious. Poor him that he is crushing on the wrong girl who has no interest in getting into a relationship. However, he is a good specimen to have a quick one, isn’t he?” Momo winked, and Dimitri’s lips twitched a bit.
Why was this girl making this innocent boy’s life a handful? If Volkov heard any of what they were talking about, he would- Dimitri’s thoughts paused when he turned around and saw Volkov standing there with a cold expression.
As Aaliyah followed Dimitri’s gaze, her eyes met with Volkov’s, events from earlier flashing in her mind, but rather than blushing as she usually does, she glared at him before looking away.
How dare he treat her like that? He was the one who initiated the kiss, forcing her, and everything. How dare he leave her like that without a proper explanation? Aaliyah scoffed, playing with the knife on the table.
Scoffing one more time she picked up the knife before throwing the knife towards Mr. Volkov, letting it pass from right beside his face.
Seeing what she did, everyone gasped in shock and Ashton widened his eyes, knowing all too well that she was pissed about something. She always acts rogue when she is pissed.
“What the hell, Aaliyah?” Samantha shouted, shocked, her tone changing to an angry one.
The likeness is the girl and everything was at one side, but Volkov’s safety was everything to them, and seeing a girl putting his life in danger, no one could sit straight.
“Aaliyah, what was this behavior?” Katherine asked, and Aaliyah tilted her head.
“Bullseye,” She said, and everyone looked closely before noticing that the knife hit the target that was behind him, exactly in the center.
“Huh, she was just hitting the target. I thought she was intending to hit Mr. Volkov and missed,” Momo was the first one to voice out.
“You know, if I were intending to kill him, he wouldn’t be standing here,” Aaliyah scoffed, and everyone looked at her sudden character change while Ashton quickly ended the call.
“Yeah, I will call you later. No, nothing to worry about,” Ashton said before he rushed to Aaliyah.
“That’s true,” Volkov said after a dragging silence, and everyone looked at his cold eyes, anticipating his next move.
“Thank you for sparing my life, Miss Aaliyah,” Volkov bowed to Aaliyah, and everyone around froze in shock.
Aaliyah and her friends might not understand the meaning behind this bow, but to them, Volkov’s bowing meant more than the others could ever imagine.
It meant the second leader of the gang was bowing to someone, a clear indication that the person in front shouldn’t be tinkered with, and the leader himself would respect and protect.
Aaliyah was the first person to whom Volkov had bowed, and it meant everything to them.
Scoffing at Mr. Volkov, Aaliyah looked away, not noticing how everyone from Volkov’s gang bowed their heads slightly toward her, following their leader. A silent oath of protection reverberated in their mind.
“Aaliyah, are you okay?” Ashton placed his hand over her, and she looked at him before nodding.
“Just a little peachy. Alec, can you bring me that chocolate shake again? It was good. I will be in the backyard,” Aaliyah said, and Alec raised his brows before smiling and leaving.
Standing from her seat, she glared at Volkov one last time before leaving, and Volkov, who thought she was angry about what happened on the terrace, sighed before pinching the bridge of his nose.
“What the hell did you do?” Dimitri chuckled as soon as he sat on the different table, and Volkov bit the inside of his cheeks.
What did he do? Well, is it something he can talk about?