Page 19 of Sinful Promises


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“Should I kidnap Sofiya for you?” I asked.

After spending the last week stalking her, I had become obsessively intrigued by the girl. Sofiya. I couldn’t shake her face from my mind. The more I uncovered about her, the more I felt like a predator closing in on its prey.

I learned that she drank only oat milk, was allergic to cinnamon, loved thrillers, and was a fan of The Real Housewives of Atlanta, where rich housewives fought over dresses, bags, and husbands. I wanted to know even more just to dismantle her innocence, naivety, and purity. I wanted to make her pay for being so blissfully unaware of the harsh realities of life. My isolated and untouched sheep was wandering through life, carefree and oblivious to the impending storm.

“Da, but be careful, Volk. She is mine,” Igor said, his gaze unwavering, filled with a possessive determination.

A tense silence lingered as we scrutinized each other. I’d never seen him so invested in someone other than Helena.

Why was this girl so important to him? Was she promised to him?

After a mutual, unspoken agreement, he smirked and cracked his knuckles. “Spasibo for your services as always. You’ll leave in the morning; I suggest you get some rest while you can. The next few days are going to be hectic,” he winked and pulled out his phone.

“Da.”

“Oh, and you should visit Irina. She misses you and has been begging me to send you her way. Fuck her as hard as you can so she’ll finally shut up,” he sighed. “God only knows how fucking annoying she can be.”

Not fucking Irina. I couldn’t stand her.

Sure, she was attractive, but her incessant nagging always grated on my nerves. I thought she had enough work, but apparently, she always had time for more.

I sighed and took another drag from my cigarette.

“You’re the only man I know who would turn down a good fuck,” Igor scoffed, shaking his head. “Go see her. She might be a pain in the ass, but that girl has the deepest throat I’ve ever seen.”

I chuckled and exited the room.

The corridors were empty and silent, save for the housekeeping lady and the two guards stationed by the door. Igor rarely invited his men into his personal space; our meetings usually took place at city offices. Me and Alexsei were the only ones permitted to stay and live under his roof, bound by his protection and rules.

He taught me everything I know now. Not only was he a father figure to me, but he has also been my mentor and inspiration for greatness.

Igor was the one who introduced me to sex for the first time, which happened shortly after I joined his clan.

He said that a boy became a man only when he fucked his first pussy.

So unexpectedly, the very next day he brought me to one of his brothels in downtown Moscow where two women, twins in their early twenties, waited for me, completely naked.

He told them to take good care of me and teach me how to become a strong man.

They thanked him for such an opportunity.

I remember feeling a bit nervous when they both approached me, crawling on the floor and giggling.

“Welcome, cutie,” one of them said seductively.

When they were finally in front of me, or rather at my feet, one of them opened the zipper of my pants and took my erection in her hand, while the other got up, took my hands, and pressed them against her voluptuous chest.

My throat was dry, and sweat trickled down my forehead. I was absorbing every detail—their scent, their body proportions, anything that might help me feel more in control. As I shifted my gaze to the girl in front of me, I stared at her breasts and felt their softness against my rough palms. I wanted to squeeze them to savor their softness, but my shyness held me back.

Suddenly, without any warning, the girl on the floor took my erection in her mouth, licking and sucking while maintaining eye contact and even winking once. The warmth enveloping me felt so intense that I moaned loudly, my eyes rolling back in pleasure. Meanwhile, the other girl pressed her lips to mine, making me grip her chest as she moaned into my mouth. I was so overwhelmed that I didn’t know how to respond.

“You can barely fit in my mouth! I can’t wait to have you in my pussy,” the girl on the floor giggled as she licked my dick from bottom to top.

The sight made me almost faint.

“Me too! Me too!”

I lowered my hands on the woman kissing me and tentatively placed them on her ass. Her encouraging moans gave me courage, and I squeezed her ass firmly, feeling a bit more in control.

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