Page 1 of Embracing the Dark Side

Chapter one

Morning After

Jolie was sleeping when Adrik’s hand snuck around her belly, slipping like a snake between her thighs. “Open your legs,” he whispered, kissing the back of her neck.

“It hurts,” shemurmured,and yet found herself inching her thighs apart, allowing his long thick fingers to cup her vagina. His middle finger pressed against her clit, gently, teasing like a feather, forcing her to buck her hips, encouraging him for more.

“That’s a good girl,” he groaned, pushing his hard cock against her ass cheeks. Adrik fingered her, fiddling with her clit as if it were a toggle on a game controller. Her breathing picked up, increasing as the minutes passed, and her arousal heightened.

He lifted her leg and pushed his dick into her wet pussy. Their groans mimicked each other’s. Jolie turned her head, searching for his lips in the dark, and he gladly met her, their tongues twisting with every slow thrust.

“You like being fucked, don’t you?” He increased his pace, his fingers digging into the fat of her thigh, holding her leg higher. “Tell me,” he ordered, but all he got were moans.

Adrik pulled out, sitting up on his knees. Spreading her legs apart, he pushed his cock back inside her hard and powerful. She gasped, her body arching in pleasure. He ran a hand up her stomach, over her breast, rising further to wrap his fingersaround her throat and squeezing. Excitement filled her until he squeezed even tighter. “You’ve been lying to me—”

Jolie snapped awake in a panic, her eyes flicking around the room. A hand pressed against her face, rubbing the sweat from her forehead. She lay naked in the twisted sheets, with the sun shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows of her bedroom at the Morozov residence, and noticing her safely curled on her bed, Jolie sank into the sheets. She ignored her heart’s frantic beating. It was a trick of the brain, a deep, dark fear that she repeatedly pushed down.

Jolie had been dating Adrik, an heir in the Russian Mafia, for only a couple of weeks. She had seen enough violence to understand she was in over her head. She was the girl who lay in the grass and watched trees sway in the wind. Not someone who sat on a thirty-million-dollar yacht with murderers. Yet, here she was, fully invested in dating a man who was wanted by the FBI.

And I was helping them.It was this fact that led to such a dream. Her fears were creeping into her subconscious. Her lies were going to catch up to her if she didn't come clean soon. All the signs that their relationship was doomed to fail were present. Logically, she should neverhave given it a chance. But it was too late to undo what was done.

And she didn’t want to.

Adrik may be a monster to some, but to her, he was a beautiful soul that only needed care. She wanted to save him from the disaster around him. She wanted to be the light in his life when he was surrounded by so much darkness. She didn’t care if no one understood her. Jolie knew what she felt; she knew what she wanted. And though there would be plenty of judgment, she was ready to face it. Adrik was the path she chose.

And he chose me.

Jolie wasn’t the only one faced with scrutiny. Adrik would be criticized for his choice of a partner simply because she was an American. They were a tight-knit family that believed Russian blood was superior. He was bound to lose some friendships over something so trivial.

And then, on top of that, was Adrik’s wife. He was married but in an unhappy relationship, ready to leave it if he could. The mafia life controlled that, too.

Jolie knew their situation looked bleak, but the reward for success was more significant than the risk—the reward was falling in love and embarking on an adventure that no one could possibly imagine.

Jolie sat up, wincing. Her body was sore from overuse. Long hours of lovemaking had bruised her in places she didn’t want to think about. She curled her legs to her chest, smiling, recalling every intense session of his passion. It was everything she ever wanted and more. She bit her lip, and the heat came to her cheeks. He spoke words she’d never heard of, and she squealed with every memory.

‘I love the taste of your pussy.’

‘Suck my cock.’

‘I want to see you filled with cum.’

Jolie smashed her face into the pillow.

Her dream came back to her then. The sudden fear she felt upon waking was a bucket of ice water trailing down her spine, causing shivers. She couldn’t keep her secret any longer. She needed to tell Adrik about the FBI before he found out.

And he would, wouldn’t he?

He had a power she could never imagine and couldn’t fight against. He’ll be mad, true, but he’ll forgive her eventually.

Won’t he?

A knock came from outside the door that connected her to Adrik’s daughter, Helina. Adrik typically snuck into her room this way, and she wrapped the blanket around herself, suppressing a smirk as she opened it with excitement.

Only to find five-year-old Helina with tears in her eyes.

Jolie dropped to the floor. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

Helina’s words were in Russian, and Jolie couldn’t understand most of them except for ‘Mama.’

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