Bab 392: I'm not a single spy, I'm a married empress [R18] 1

Strong hands flexed in a strangely appealing way as they held her wrists firmly down.

Her chest heaved, gasping for air, as the man on top of her adjusted his hold.

Fingers entwined with hers, locking them together as they were pinned above her head.

Isabelle bit her lip as Lyov moved to suck and bite at her breasts, marking them, claiming her, dominating her in a way she could not resist.

It was entirely his own way. Phoenix and Alexander were also quite dominant, but Lyov was dominant in his own, unique manner that took her breath away.

He was perhaps the strongest of the men in a physical sense, and the biggest too. He could throw her around effortlessly, lift her by a single hand or two, and make her feel so, so very powerless against him.