Master's favourite girl

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Summary

He's my master now. A dangerous devil with gray eyes. And the heart is an iceberg, cold and impenetrable. And I'm afraid of freezing. After all, he has no pity for others. Treachery and treachery are true friends. He looks down on everyone, considering them to be animals, dirty animals. Not an ounce of respect for the poor, he disdains them and wipes his feet. By pure chance, I fell into the trap of a demon, sold like a sack of potatoes. But I didn't know what kind of insidious game he was up to. A demon who won't rest until he gets his toy...

Genre
Romance
Author
Pariziena
Status
Ongoing
Chapters
4
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Prologue

A bold look, burning through, full of arrogance and vanity. The smirk of a smug male. All this perfectly combined with the deceitful and spoiled nature of the guy sitting in a dark Jaguar, as gloomy as his soul. He starts the engine, looking defiantly at five girls dressed in vulgar Snow Maiden costumes. Again, a competition for the night with a brutal bastard, for a little bit of his attention.

" Well, fillies, shall we have a race? Don’t take off your heels! Mind you, I’ll check.”

" Marat! God, you’re so sexy. At least we’ll crawl on our knees!” The ardent fans screamed, and he had already set up the camera to shoot a spectacle for his friends.

That’s how you need to live, get high, go about your desires. The rest does not care, other people’s tears, suffering and worthless experiences. A spoiled young man cannot be changed. Presses the gas pedal, watching the cute picture from the side. Five female owners rushed after the foreign car. That’s an adrenaline rush.

“Ham! Arranges lawlessness,” an old woman ran out onto the road with a string bag.

" What are you crying about, granny? Better watch Zoya. What a dirty slut I brought up. Ready to blow me every day.” he was rude to the stunned woman, who grabbed her heart sharply.

Deliberately accelerated, noticing two idiots who slipped on the road. The others continued to fight for his cock. It sounds like. However, there is no one more insidious than Marat Almazov. A sex idol, without any special complexes.

" I’m the first! Back off, whore! He’s going to sleep with me!”

Hot pussies. Meanwhile, he had already turned off the engine, opening the entrance door, where another naked baby was waiting right on the steps.

" How insatiable. Does the hole itch?” by the hair, he lifted her, laughing haughtily in his face.

" It’s hard to get a stallion with a powerful penis out of your head!”

" First earn the right to sleep with me! Entertain me!” he started a funny game, and the most terrible thing was that she willingly complied with his request. She shrank like a cat waiting for a sweet dose. I don’t care that a married couple got out of the elevator and was literally taken aback.

" My God! What an immoral bastard,” the lady cursed, pretending to be a touchy.

" Oh, you’re our prude. Admit to your husband that you sucked me last weekend. Come on, Ket! ” he grabbed a naked girl ready for incredible adventures.

Already in the elevator on all fours, she began to please the scumbag, who only mocked, lighting a cigarette.

What the hell is the security system? And there’s a flower garden gathered in the apartment. Three lapuli masturbating in bed. Almazov’s lair has always been a place of lust, corruption and monstrous debauchery. Being a nineteen-year-old youth, he enjoyed unprecedented popularity among girls who were crazy about him.

" First, you little shacks, lick each other! ” he got naked quickly enough, taking out a bottle of expensive champagne from the bar, the girls looked perfect on a bed hiding a lot of promiscuous relationships. What caused pride in the owner, who did not know the elementary refusal. He always got what he wanted...