Bound to Deception – Doubeck Crime Family Read Online J.L. Beck

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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 76572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
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She rocks into my hand, into my face, as her knees shake around my ears. I lick her, my cock growing harder by the second. A rush of fluid makes me tug her clit between my lips so I can suck on the tiny nub hard enough to make her come for me. I want her release to coat my tongue. I want it dripping down my chin.

“More, Priscilla. All of it. Come for me, and I want you to scream my name as you do.”

I quickly add a fourth finger and watch as she shudders and squeezes around my fingers. “That’s it, baby, come.”

I lap at her generously until she gasps my name, then screams it out into the empty room. The sound goes straight to my dick. The one I plan to fuck her face with later.

Gently, I ease my fingers from her core. “Shift your thighs so I can get up.”

Her eyes glitter as she stares down at me. “What if I want you to stay there?”

“If I stay here, I’ll never get any work done, and we’ll spend the day naked on this cold floor.”

She sighs, leaning into the door heavily. “Mmm…you’re right.”

I stand and adjust my hard dick. When she reaches for me, I stall her hands. “No, that was for you. This can wait until later. I plan to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.”

She gulps, and I’m satisfied by the hungry look in her eyes.

Once she is presentable again, I open the door and lead her to the bar. “You can stay here if you want, or I’ll ask Alexei to take you home. I’ll warn you now, we need to prepare for another party.”

Her smile drops instantly. “Another party?”

“The season-ending party will be hosted by Adrian at the penthouse.”

“Doesn’t he usually use the hotel? I thought the penthouse was supposed to be protected.”

I shake my head. “It is, but the council, and its new manager, after Emmanuelle’s arrest, are worried about Doubeck taking over. They are worried Adrian will dismantle the useless council and society itself to take over everything.”

Her eyes widen. “Is that what he plans to do?”

I kiss her again. “No one knows what Adrian plans to do until he decides. With Valentina super pregnant, he has no intention of putting her in danger. Kai and Michail feel the same way.”

“And you?” she whispers.

I kiss her again, lead her to a booth, and then leave her with the question unanswered. I refuse to lie to her, and I don’t think she wants to know how much I want her father dead.

31

CILLA

The next day, Ivan has to go back to work again. His worry over the upcoming party is palpable. My worries feel more trivial, considering what everyone else is facing. Without the threat of my father hanging over my head, my thoughts are consumed with Ivan. His non-answer about the fear of safety at the party has me worried and turned inside out.

Maybe after what I’ve done to him, what I dragged him into, he’ll never be able to feel the same way for me as I feel for him. But I won’t know unless I ask, and I’m too much of a chickenshit to ask him outright.

When he goes wherever he needs to go and doesn’t see fit to enlighten me, I ask Alexei to take me to the penthouse. He sends a text off, which I assume is to ask permission, and then we head to the tower. Does he ask Adrian’s permission or Ivan’s? Why does one bother me, and the other doesn’t?

Adrian greets me at the elevator, but I’m not here to see him. “May I talk to Valentina?”

The moment of hesitation puts another crack in my heart, but then I consider he might be this protective of her to anyone, not just me. If he’s anything like Ivan, he’s been doing nothing but hovering over Valentina’s shoulder since the day she got pregnant.

When Adrian doesn’t answer, I stare around the foyer. It’s a lovely penthouse. It would need to be for all of them to live here together and not go insane.

Valentina walks slowly into the room, holding under her very rounded belly, her hair curly and wild around her shoulders. “Cilla, come on in. Ignore him. He’s freaking out because of the pregnancy. Come on, let’s go sit in the library and have some coffee.”

Adrian clears his throat. But she simply blows him a kiss. “She can have coffee while I try to smell her cup. I’ll have decaf tea.”

Fuck, they are adorable together. I get another pang in my chest. Ivan and I will never be this way.

I follow her into the library, feeling self-conscious in the lavender sweater and jeans I wear. She’s wearing something similar with leggings instead of jeans. Still, I always feel super underdressed around all these men and their suits. Not to mention, the suit reminds me of previous clients. A part of my life I don’t want to remember. I’m not against sex work, but forced sex work is exploitation. Now that I’m out of the situation, I can see what my father was doing was exploitation.


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