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“Baby doll, did something happen?” Why was she here out of the blue?
“I missed you, isn’t that enough?”
“Of course.” I went to sit on the leather couch and pulled her in my arms. “I’m just surprised. It’s late.”
“Alexei has been very restless since he came back from Russia. He has had some late nights, and tonight it took some time for him to fell asleep at his desk. I had to wait for that.” Right. I stroked her hair and her upper back, keeping my mouth shut. There was no reason to tell her that I was planning on shaking things up with Popov soon. I didn’t want Ludmila to be agitated.
“Well now that you’re here, how about you give me a kiss?”
She found my mouth and we blended into one. There was something desperate in her kiss, something that made me feel on alert. She was not pushed by desire, but rather by something resembling fear.
“Ya tebya lyublyu,” she whispered in her mother tongue. I didn’t speak much Russian, but I knew that meant I love you.
“Right back at you, baby doll. Did something happen to you?” Something wasn’t right, but I couldn’t put my finger on it.
“I just need you to make it better.”
Make what better? I didn’t have time to ask because she was already straddling me and pulling her dress up.
“Damn, baby doll. Are you hot for me?”
“Always. Please, Enzo.” She was rolling her hips, grinding on my dick, and making my dick twitch through the pants. “I’ve missed you, lyubov.” She was really going hard in Russian today. I couldn’t complain that hard accent was very sexy on her.
I took her mouth again, sucking her lips, and absorbing as much of her taste as I could before moving down. I traced the outline of her jaw with my tongue, but when I was about to get down to her neck, Ludmila pushed away. Her hands slipped down, and she began tugging on my belt. At the same time, I tried to unhook the back of her dress to uncover her neck and breasts, but she pushed my hands away.
“Enzo, stop.”
“Let me undress you.”
“No. I want you right now. There’s no time.”
“Let me get rid of this dress and suck on your tits, Ludmila.”
“I want to keep it on.”
“Stop playing, Ludmila.”
I went for the zipper again and this time she couldn’t stop me. My fingers finally opened the damn thing and the front of her dress peeled down with ease. The moment she was uncovered, every sexual desire I was feeling flat lined.
Bruises. Big and grotesquely spread on her skin in colors of purple and a sickly shade of green that were mixing, looking like petrol in the sun. Not only bruises, but handprints. I knew a lot about hurting with your bare hands, and it took a lot of force to do that to someone. There was no way she got those any other way but violently.
“Why did you do that?” she whispered, but I couldn’t peel my eyes away from her neck.
“Ludmila.”
“Oh, my God.” She got up on her feet and sobbed, desperate to cover herself. “You shouldn’t have.”
“Why?” I asked, and she didn’t answer, so I went to her and grabbed her by the shoulders to spin her to face me. “Tell me why, Ludmila. Why did he do that to you?”
“How do you know…?”
“Because I’m not fucking stupid. Tell. Me.” I didn’t know how to describe the state I was in. I knew anger, I was quite acclimated to the feeling, but this wasn’t it. This was something beyond, something way more destructive and powerful, crawling through my veins like a parasite.
“Yesterday was my birthday – twenty-eight – and Alexei brought me a gift from Moscow. Some kind of necklace, I don’t even remember it now. He threw it in my arms and when I didn’t put it on right away, Alexei said I was an ungrateful bitch and if I didn’t want to wear the necklace he gifted me, he’d give me a more permanent one.”
“He strangled you?”
“I…”
