Blood Bound

Game Night Pt. 1

Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)

Today, Saturday, Dimitri was coming over so that I can get to know him better. It is not necessarily a normal thing for your new boss to visit your home to hang out with you but since he was a friend of my parents, they wanted to ensure that him and I became friends at least. My parents thought it would be a good idea to invite him over for game night, just so that I could become more acquainted with him.

For whatever reason, I felt a little nervous about him coming over. I must have spent a little over an hour looking for clothes to wear that I thought could impress him. That was until I began to over think, and I told myself that he was a wealthy man, with wealthy women throwing themselves at him, so I could never amount to that.

With those negative thoughts in mind, I settled for a short black summer dress and white flats because I was not about to break my feet for a guest in my home. That is beyond ridiculous.

I set the clothes on my bed and decided it was about time I do some research on Mr. Dimitri Zane.

After I left his office, the day of the interview, to return home, I had become acquainted with a few employees at the firm. Some were lawyers and some held secretarial positions like I did. The had the most to say about my new boss, but most of what they told me were of their own fantasies about him because he was quite popular among the ladies.

While it was confirmed that he ever slept with any of them, everyone allowed their imagination to run wild, hence why there were so many rumours about him.

I learnt that he was the dragon king and the Lord of four kingdoms both internationally and locally. He has been rumored to have a s*x dungeon in his house, with one hundred s*x slaves and he was a ruthless murderer. It sounded far-fetched, so I did not believe the last bit. I did not even entertain the thought. People always have the most to say when you do not publicize your business. They always want something to talk about.

I got my laptop and turned it one. While I waited for it to boot itself up, I went to the kitchen and made myself some snacks. Most of which was just nachos with cheese filled with bacon bits and chicken chunks.

I returned to my room and got to snooping.

The first thing I checked was his i********:. Of course, he had thousands of followers, but unfortunately his account was private, so I did what any normal person would do.

I created an account under a fake name, bought some followers from some sketchy site, and I requested to follow him. In the bio of the account, I stated that it was a new account because I was hacked and was just looking for people to follow. I posted one picture of a random person I found on the internet but made sure to screenshot it instead of downloading it first, so that in the case that he tries to reverse image search the picture, he would not find anything.

The fact that I know this much about catfishing is scary, but as I said in the beginning, I did not have friends and I do not go out and so in my spare time, I sit in my room and lurk around the internet to entertain myself.

After I requested to follow him, I figured it would take a while for him to accept the follow request, so I went on to different platforms to see if he had posted anything.

I came across a twitter, but that too was private. I did not bother to try to follow it, because he only had about three tweets from what I can see by the followers and following count. He did not even have a biography and the profile picture was of a cat with a lollipop stuck to its fur.

You could tell that it was an old account long forgotten about.

I decided to google his name to see what popped up. Before I read through the results, I decided to click on images to see what pictures the media had of him. To my surprise there was a shirtless picture there, tagged Only Fans.

My eyes widened and I chuckled in disbelief.

“No freaking way!!!”

I enlarged the picture on my screen and took in the scene before me.

In the picture – he was shirtless of course, his hands were stuck in his pocket, and he was leaning against a rock in what seemed to be the forest, but like a fake forest. Maybe it was photoshopped or something. That is so dumb.

Anyway, onto the abs – I mean…the rest of the picture.

So, onto the abs. His abs were gorgeous and when I say gorgeous, they look like they were painted on him by DaVinci himself. Not to sound like a horn dog or anything, but I would love to eat off of those abs and when I say eat, I mean I would like to lick ice cream, whipped cream, or chocolate syrup off of it.

“Honey? Dimitri is here.” I heard my mother said through my door.

Oops!

What time is it?

I checked the time on my laptop and saw that it was already seven at night. Where did the time go…honestly?

“I will be down in a second mum.” I shouted as I shut my laptop and rushed into the bathroom.

After I got out of the shower, I rushed back into my bedroom to get dressed only to realize that my mother had my curling iron in her room and I wanted to do my hair before I put my clothes on, I put my underwear on, wrapped a towel around my torso and ran out of my room into hers to get the iron.

As I was rushing out of my room, I crashed into someone. Before I could fall to the floor, I felt strong hands reach out and grab me, I was then wrapped in someone’s arm.

I smelled strong cologne which made me feel like melting in the arms of my capturer.

I heard a deep chuckle which, by now, I could recognize anywhere.

Out of embarrassment, I buried my head in his chest to further hide my face because I was blushing a lot. I could tell that my entire body was red at this point.

“Are you going to stop rubbing your naked body on me anytime soon? Or are we going to take this into the bedroom?” He asked, and I could hear the amusement in his voice.

It was then I felt something poking my thigh through my towel. I stepped back hastily to see his boner trying to burst through his jeans.

“Oh my! D-did I do that?” I asked, trying not to laugh but also trying not to die from embarrassment.

“Just how well are you trying to get to know me Ms. Kalashnikov?” He asked darkly as he began to walk closer and closer toward me.

I stepped back as an attempt to keep some distance between us, until I felt my back hit a wall but that did not stop Dimitri from stepping closer to me.

At this point, I could feel his minty breath on my face and his boner on my upper thigh.

“Are you scared of me Ms. Kalashnikov?” He asked darkly, smirking at me when he noticed my eyes flutter.

“N-no, why should I be?” I asked softly.

Should I be? I thought to myself.

He was kind of scary, but the most scary part was the fact that he was turning me on. I cannot be turned on by my boss. The last time that happened things did not turn out well for me at all.

He pressed his member against my thigh further and I closed my eyes as I tried to tame my hormones.

By now I can feel his hot breath on my neck, and honestly, it turned me on even more. I could feel a pool of moisture in my underwear, and I just know that I may have to change my underwear again before I were to finish getting ready.

“You should be.” He said before he stepped away and walked downstairs.

As he walked away, I let out a breath I did not know I was holding and walked back into my room to get dressed. Totally forgetting about the curling iron that I once needed.

I opted to let my hair air dry and fall with the waves that it naturally made.

After I got dressed and did my make-up, I made my way downstairs to see everything prepared and my parents, alongside, Dimitri, sitting in the living room are playing monopoly.

How cute.

I could tell that he was bored, but honestly my parents were having fun, so I did not care.

When he saw me, he smirked and gestured for me to take a seat next to him. I would rather sit next to my parents, but they were occupying the double seat opposite from Dimitri, so I really did not have any choice.

“Honey we are already in the middle of a game, so I am sorry you will have to wait until it is over.” My dad said as he closely inspected the board games.

He was really taking this game seriously.

“It is okay dad; I really do not mind just watching.”

I got comfortable in my seat and grabbed a drink from the side table as I watched them play.

From what I could tell, Dimitri, can win the game as he held a couple cards in his deck that could rob everyone of their money, but I said nothing.

He was purposefully holding onto his cards to prolong the game and I just thought it was nice. It made me even more attracted to him.

As I turned my head silently to look at him, I caught him staring at me and I rolled my eyes.

He chuckled softly and before I knew it his hand was on my knees.

“Mrs. Kalashnikov, do you mind getting me a blanket please? I think it would make me so much more comfortable.” He asked, putting on an innocent face.

“Oh, sure honey, anything for you.” My mother cheered as she got up to go fetch a blanket for Dimitri.

I narrowed my eyes at him and smacked his arm gently.

“What are you getting at?” I asked him suspiciously.

“I think your mum likes me.” He whispered, as if he had to get their approval.

All they ever did was gush about him ever since they told me of his existence. I would not be too surprised if they were secretly trying to hook me up with him.

My mother returned with the blanket and Dimitri spread it so that covered both of us. I pushed it off of my lap as I did not want it, but he glared at me playfully and covered my leg again.

“What are you doing? I do not want the blanket on me.” I said to him in a hushed tone.

He rolled his eyes at me and ignored me, going on to roll the dice and play the game with my parents.

As one hand was being used to play the game, he rests the other on my knee and began to slowly ascend higher on my thigh.

I nudged his rib which gained a glare from him, and he pinched me, making me yelp out loud.

“Are you okay sweetheart?” My father asked in concern, though his eyes were glued to the board game.

“Yes dad, I think a mosquito just bit me. Those things are so annoying.”

I put my hand under the blanket as if to itch the spot, but instead, I dug my nails into Dimitri’s fingers until he moved them.

Unfortunately, he did not, and my retaliation caused him to take his evil plan up a notch.

I curse the fact that I was wearing a dress because what he did next was just so evil.