Gavino

“C-Caesar I’m…I’m sorry,I won’t repeat it…P-Please.” I rasped as he was all over me sucking and biting my neck, making my back arch off the bed as his cold as ice hand slipped inside my sweatpant. I wasn't wearing my boxers. My breath became more erratic.

I grabbed onto his shoulders, my fingers digging in as I struggled to breath.

“You shouldn’t have dared to do that in the first place l'vyónok.” He growled against my neck, his voice cold, commanding yet painfully soft.

“A-ahhn, I-I’m sorry.” I choked out between the sounds he was pulling out of me effortlessly.

He slammed his lips onto mine kissing no devouring while down there his hand jerked me off shamelessly, and despite all the resistance I kissed him back. Suddenly he pulled his hand out of my sweatpant and started to pull away, I thought that maybe this was it, but ohh I was wrong so damn fucking wrong.

This was Caesar Morozov, My husband, My lover, My captor. And I just happened to accidentally discover his darkest secret and he will never let me go, and soon enough as I was trying to catch my breath thinking that he might let me go, I felt my sweatpants getting pulled away harshly as I was laying on the bed, OUR bed fully naked, I looked up at him my eyes widening as he threw them somewhere on the floor.

He grabbed my thighs pulling me to the edge of the massive bed positioning himself between them and before I could even form a sentence.

“Do you remember the rules, l'vyónok?” He asked in his signature deep raspy voice.

“W-What rules?” I asked, my voice barely there.

“Mouth shut,”

“Legs open,”

“Eyes on me.” He finished his lips barely brushing mine before he slammed them on me, stealing air straight from my lungs.

“Ahh, C-Caesar You are a d-devil.” I managed to stammer between the moans.

“Am I?” He mock asked while circling his long finger around my the edge of my hole which he had fucked God knows how many times.

“Y-Yes.” I replied, drawing a deep breath.

“C-aesar, Cesar, no…please.” I moaned, grabbing one of his arms, my nails digging hard enough to leave marks as this bastard pushed his long finger inside my tight folds.

“Then why are you moaning my name, like that l'vyónok?” He asked but the pleasure of his finger thrusting into me was too much for me to form a coherent reply.

He pulled his finger out, my back arching off the bed.

“Caesar, I need y-you please don't torture me.” I pleaded thrashing on the bed as my hands gripped the sheets beneath me tightly.

“Then why were you running away l'vyónok?” His voice a low growl in my ears.

“I'm…I'm sorry please.” My pleading did something to him as I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my entrance, my grip on the sheets tighten, it was like I'll tear them apart by the time this ends

“C-Caesar.” I whispered.

“Yes, l'vyónok?” He quired.

“P-Please.” I shut my eyes tightly.

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CAESAR

I had fucked l'vyónok hard enough that he wouldn't be walking anytime soon and he's currently sleeping due to exhaustion so I decided to take care of some business in the meantime after we were done i had cleaned him, changed the sheets and tucked him in like the good husband I'm.

“Boss, the guy who helped him is here.” Viktor my right hand’s voice snapped me out of my trance as I looked at him swirling the glass of wine in my hand, as I chuckled my Gavi hates when I drink and I've controlled my drinking habit because his lips are addictive enough to keep me away from other addictions.

“Bring him here.” I said my eyes, turning cold as I put the glass down and picked up my gun from the table filling it with bullets because the guy who tried and almost snatched my l'vyónok from me is here breathing, but his heartbeat will stop soon and I'll make sure of it. I looked towards the stairs where my Gavi was sleeping and since the room is sound proof and I've locked the door so he won't be creating any problem for me.

Sometimes I just wonder who made him a fucking mafia like he's too dumb to be a mafia leader he still trusts anybody even without knowing what extent people can go to hurt him, he almost got sex trafficked if it wasn't for my eyes on his every action, every single second from the past six months I would've lost him and I can't even imagine what those monsters would've done to him.

Viktor pushed the guy to my feet as I leaned in a little so that my hand could reach his jaw, I then lifted his face forcing his terrified gaze to meet my cold one, “You morphed the pictures and made My Gavino believe that I am cheating on him, right?” My voice was a low growl as I greeted my teeth.

He gulped hard, nodding to my question, “WORDS.” My voice raised a little, making him flinch.

“Y-Yes.” He answered in a shaking voice, as my lips pulled into a cruel smirk, but it didn’t reach my eyes.

And just when I was about to do something cruel as always I heard the lock click followed by soft footsteps, I sighed signing Viktor to take this guy away.

I looked towards the stairs and there he was still limping, trying to descend the stairs. I quickly got up and went to him. My arm wrapped around his waist, “I told you to rest, didn't I?” I asked, my voice softening.

“I wanted to talk.” He replied as I scooped him up, carrying him towards the couch. I sat down with him on my lap. His eyes first went to the half finished glass of wine on the table before lifting to mine, “A-Are you still mad at me?” He asked in a hesitant tone.

“What makes you think that?” I asked, chuckling.

“Actually since the day I told you I hate wine and from that day you only drink when you're mad.”

“You noticed?” I asked, tracing his lower lip which was still swollen due to my kisses.

“I notice everything about you.” He replied without an ounce of hesitation, making my breath hitch.

“I made love to you just a few hours ago, right?” I asked, lighting up my cigar.

“Yes” His voice was barely above a whisper. I could see flush raising up his neck.

“Did that feel like I was taking my anger out on you?” I asked positioning the cigarette in front of his mouth as he took a long drag.

“No, you were really gentle.” He said, his eyes avoiding mine.