Page 16 of Owned By the Bratva

Taking her by the shoulders, I pinned her to the wall, fighting my anger to stay calm. Lowering my head, I took a deep breath before looking at her. Cindy’s eyes were wide, and her pale skin was as white as a sheet. Realizing I had scared her, I tried to extend a warm smile, but my face wouldn’t work with me.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” I said, pulling her into my arms. She stood still as a pole, breathing slowly, and my heart ached. I only wanted to keep her safe. Konstantin wasn’t like me. None of them were.

Letting go, I lifted her head as I continued to speak. “My colleagues may look normal, but sweety, I beg you not to mess with them. There is more than meets the eye with them.”

Cindy pulled back and leaned against the wall. Tears started down her cheeks, crumbling away any anger that still lingered within me. She heaved as she spoke, her voice barely whispering, but her anger was still strong.

“I’m no one’s property, and you have no right to handle me this way. I can interact with whom I want and how I want.”

As she went off, I stepped closer, taking her by the arms. Cindy picked up her hands, trying to hit my chest as she completed her last sentence. Taking hold of her wrists, I lightly pinned them to the wall. I could no longer resist her.

Her passion, innocence, and fire drove my emotions wild. Leaning in, I kissed her hard as I pushed up against her. Her lips were soft and moist, making mine tingle. Then they parted, and I felt her relax in my grip. Letting go of her arms, my hands moved to her hips.

Cindy rubbed my neck and pushed her fingers into my hair. She was kissing me back and wanted it as much as I did. She pulled back slightly, breathing heavily as my hands moved down the sides of her legs. I felt her arch as I placed tender kisses down the side of her neck.

Slowly, I moved my hands up the sides of her legs under the skirt she wore. Her skin felt velvety and hot, she was trembling lightly. I felt her grip on my hair tighten as she kissed my ear, breathing hard.

Filling with desire, I felt my dick come to life and press hard against my jeans. My senses filled with a sweetness like honey as her breathing hit my ears. Her breaths were hot and quick.

Feeling the sides of her underwear touching the tips of my fingers, I took hold of them and pulled them halfway down her tights. My heart was racing a marathon, and sweat was running down the nape of my neck. I steadied my breathing as I found her lips again. Cindy opened her mouth fully, allowing me to explore.

As our tongues met, my mind was overrun by images of this heavenly angel before me. Her perfection was beyond measure; the fire within her honey-brown eyes provided light for the darkness within me. I felt my body and mind flying as my fingers moved in on the center of her honeycomb. She was extremely tight even though she was wet.

Her legs trembled, her breathing was jagged, and her hands felt like claws digging into the back of my head as I moved. Sliding a finger between her moist pussy lips, I felt her legs wobble. After laying some kisses on her chest bone, I whispered up at her chin and nibbled it lightly.

“Cindy, is this your first time?”

Her head moved up and down faintly as she breathed in sharply and bit her bottom lip. Gently I pushed my fingertip in and out of her vagina, but it was tight. She was hot and wet but too tight.

Pulling my hand out, I kissed her softer. “Cindy,” I breathe out into her mouth. “We have to stop.”

Cindy pulled back, looking at me as if I had just told her someone died. “Why?” she whispered as I straightened myself out.

“It’s best for now,” I replied as I turned and walked back the way we came. Cindy followed in silence.

As we entered, Piotr and Mila were finishing their breakfast, but I didn’t see Konstantin. I dished up for Cindy and me before taking a seat. We ate in silence, but my mind kept going back to the fact that she was still a virgin.

Meeting any woman at her age who was still clean was not common, and I didn’t want to destroy her. She deserved better. I could only hope to finish the job soon so she could return to her life.

After breakfast, Cindy assisted Mila and me with cleaning. Once we were done, I escorted her back upstairs.

“I have to go out for a bit. Do you want to grab that book in the spare room and take it to our room?” I didn’t want to lock her in, but I felt it was needed. Konstantin may actually try something now that I have warned him off. I would feel better doing it this way.

Cindy nodded as we reached the spare room. She quickly went in and collected the book. As we walked to my room, I felt like I needed to explain the situation to her. But I couldn’t find the right words.

She settled on the bed with the book as I grabbed my jacket. Leaving, I looked back at her before closing and locking the door. She was so innocent in all this. “Mila will be up with lunch if I’m not back by then,” I added.

Cindy glanced up and gave me a weary smile. I really wanted to stay, but the job had to be completed.

Chapter 11 - Cindy

I had read about thirty pages or so when Mila stuck her head around the door. “You want lunch?” she asked dryly before turning and leaving.

She left the door open, and I followed her to the kitchen. Piotr was outside on the veranda, but I didn’t see Konstantin anywhere. I helped her take the buns and sausages out and sat with them for lunch. Afterward, I cleaned up by myself and went back to the room.

The house was quiet, and I was sure they had more important things to do than babysit me. I considered going outside but decided against it. It wasn’t that I would try escaping as I knew there was no way. But Leon might not like the idea, and I didn’t want to cause any issues.

For some reason, Leon didn’t want me but didn’t want the others around me either. It was confusing as one moment, he would be all over me, and the next he was distant.

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