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Kneeling beside him, I brush his hair from his eyes with the knife. He squeezes his eyes shut and trembles, naked and humiliated at my feet.
“However, if either of you speak a word about what happened tonight, I’ll cut out your tongues. That’s a promise.”
I press my blade into his cheek, drawing blood. He whimpers like an abused animal.
“So weak,” I hiss. “Get these two out of my sight.”
I rise to my feet, folding my knife and returning it to my pocket. The guys lift Johanna and the American to their feet before dragging their naked forms up the stairs.
When the door shuts, I make sure to lock it behind them.
I return to the bed, lifting the sheets off Willow. The tiny, black dress she wore tonight covered so little, I wanted to simultaneously rip it off and cover her up to shield her from view.
She wears her sexuality without shame, and it attracts every eye in the room. At the Ambassador’s Dinner, I saw the way old men leered at her, imagining all the depraved things they wanted to do to her body.
At the time, she didn’t belong to me. I didn’t understand the spell she would put me under when I first laid eyes on her.
Now, I am her lover and protector, her servant and her god, and if anyone so much as looks at her again, I will rip their eyes from their sockets.
Unless I allow them to look because my malishka likes to be watched. She craves being in the center of attention while she gets off.
If she wants to play this game, I will play. If she wants to tease other men to see what I will do to them for staring, I am happy to oblige her wicked desires.
I unzip the back of her tight little dress and peel it off over her head. And the sight that awaits me underneath makes me hard all over again.
She’s wrapped up like a pretty little birthday present in her black lingerie. Her crotchless underwear reveals her smooth pussy, and her bra is tied into a bow in the center.
I chuckle, knowing she picked this out because I would enjoy it, and when I tug on the satin ribbon, it falls open to reveal a pair of perfect breasts.
Ripping off my own clothes, I strip down to nothing before climbing into the bed beside her.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on,” I whisper, placing a kiss on her forehead.
I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her into my side. Her body is molded to my own like God himself made her for me. Or perhaps it was the devil’s doing.
Either way, she is mine.
Chapter 22
Willow
“Good morning, malishka.”
Alek’s nose is buried in my hair as he whispers me awake. It takes a few moments to regain my bearings before I remember where I am and what happened last night.
“What time is it?” I ask. There aren’t any windows in the basement, so I have no idea if I’ve been unconscious for minutes or hours.
“It’s eight in the morning. Breakfast was delivered from the main house.”
I sit up and find a tray of food sitting beside Alek on the bed with an assortment of eggs, fruit, and thin, folded-up pancakes.
He arranges the tray between us so we can eat. My dress is gone, and I’m in nothing but my lingerie, with the sheet covering my lower half while my tits hang out. When I glance at Alek, he’s in nothing but his briefs.
“I hope you didn’t answer the door like that,” I say, nodding at his body.
“My servants have seen me in less.”
I shake my head, trying to hold back a laugh. “So, was your birthday everything you hoped it would be?”
