Synopsis: "I like to pull on your hair, see you struggle to breathe, watch you reach your climax, and then stop you from reaching your high." He said all of that without stopping and that made me shake in my fucking boots.

"I-I, no?" I wasn't sure what to say when someone approaches you for a job and says that.

"I don't like when people say no to me. I will be respected. You, Miles Stevenson, will respect me." His voice was cold as ice. His stare froze my insides. He got up from his desk and walked over to me in strong strides in a matter of seconds.

He was dangerously attractive, his voice and tone were filled with a Russian accent, but it was barely there. Online, it read that his family was from Russia, he was born here but moved to America at the young age of 3.

"You're a cute, small pet. I think I'll be taking you." He talked with no fear in his voice, he was straightforward when he talked. His large hand came up to my face and his thumb stroked my cheek and then moved back to my hair and tugged on it a bit. I nudged my head back as a moan came out my throat and past my lips.

"There we go, you little masochist." He licked his lips and came down to my neck, kissing my sensitive skin. My hands flew up to his chest but he smacked them away and grabbed them.

Placing them above my head, his smirk only grew when I closed my eyes and groaned as his leg went up against my growing manhood.

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That got Hot. Maybe you should read the rest and find out what happens between a 22-year-old and hot Russian Millionaire Don. Or the one with a cute genius boy who just got out of a long-term relationship comes for a job as an assistant with an older Russian Millionaire who doesn't take shit from anyone. {Gayyy, Slight S/m & Russian hotties)

Property Of a Millionaire

/"How are you going to fit in there? You're too big!/" I exclaimed.

/"Look, if you move down and up, then I'll slide right in. No issues./" He said in a normal manner.

/"It's a tight fit but since you're so confident then go ahead./" I let him slip inside and moaned slightly when his hand gripped my waist as he passed in front of me.

/"Excuse me./" The helicopter was small for his large build but he made it work. Aleksandr and the pilot were in the front as Max and I sat in the back next to the doors. After buckling in and checking with Ground Operations we were off in the air.

/"The view is so beautiful, you can see the entire city from here,/" I said into the headset. Looking outside, the lights from the tall buildings mirrored a unique scene. I let my hand touch the window as we flew higher and higher up.

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