Bosy Elselhdar

"You're mine to fuck, to share, to taste, and to do whatever I want with you. I own you." 
If your dream was to be married to one of the Maxwell's family and get married to one of these filthy wealthy billionaires, then you must submit to all their weird desires and lust and don't expect to get out of their lives. Because once you're in, you can't get out unless they are done with you.

The Billionaires Pastime

"What do you want to know specifically?" I asked hesitantly, glancing from him to his wife. They seemed harmless enough so far, even if the old guy clearly needed assistance walking around by himself and might need some medical care soon. I hoped that didn't mean it would take a while for Mrs. Anderson's husband to recover. Then again, she didn't appear worried by it so perhaps she didn't think it would be an issue. "How about we start with your name. Do you mind telling me what it is?" 


"I certainly do mind!" he answered angrily. "Who do you think you are? Why don't you mind your manners instead of asking all those questions you don't have the right to ask me? How dare you invade my privacy!" 


Max sighed loudly in frustration at this outburst. "Hey! Let me handle this." 


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