The Serbien mob boss Milos Jovanović is a experienced, hard working, cold hearted,handsome man that loves to sleep around. When he finds out his father arranged a marriage with the beautiful, young Teodora, his childhood friends baby sister, he goes...
Milos POV I keep going, pushing myself. Punching the boxing bag with all my might. I just can't stop thinking about Teodora. She's been fucking with my head since our encounter last week.
Her long legs, her long neck, her tits in that dress. But tomorrow is her 20th birthday party. And as her being my fiancé I have to attend, not that I complained. I wanted to see her again, no I craved it. I wonder how she will look, I start thinking about those long tanned legs with that small waist. I can't wait to taste her, to fuck her senseless. I grab a whiskey and chug it down to advert my thoughts. But it didn't work, I almost chugged the entire bottle, and all of the sudden I was asleep in my chair.
I woke up while the sun was setting, with a massive headache. "Jebote" (fuck). I went straight for a shower, as I turned the shower on I heard a noice. So I took my gun and aimed it at the door when the housekeeper from the other day camein. At first frightened then she told me with an seductive voice "I'm sorry sir, I was just thinking you would't mind if I join you" I thought about it, maybe I needed to get this girl out of my head. But no. "Get out"
I put my big hand against the bathroom tile while the other hand went around my cock as I touches myself at the thought of her. I quickly came and as fast as I turned on the water I was out.
Teodoras POV I woke up with tingles in my entire body, today was my 20th birthday, the day I officially become an adult. I jumped the shower right away. When I got out I put on body lotion and then I went to get dressed. I had this big walk in closet. I choose a fuzzy top, pants and matching cardigan.
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While making my way downstairs I was really starting to get excited,I haven't seen my dad and brother since last week when we were at that horrible dinner, with my now terrible fiancé. They urgently had to go to Serbia for something and were back late last night. Dad was grooming Luka to take over everything so he and my mom could travel the world.
I went down to our big luxurious kitchen and boiled some tea, then I ate the omelette the housekeeper made.
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As I made my way upstairs I ran in to my father. He looked at me and gave me a nod. A nod was always the hello I got from him nothing more or nothing less. You might think he's being rude but that's just how he is. A typical Serbian man with few words.
