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I won’t be Andrei’s plaything.
Still, my body betrays me as I remember how he helped me step out of my pants in his office earlier this afternoon. The way his hands grazed my thighs. How he threw me onto his desk and held me down, pinning me beneath his hips . . . and damn near shoved his cock inside me.
My core clenches at the memory, and part of me hates myself for it. I shouldn’t like his behavior, but it’s another thing that’s new.
Five years ago, he wouldn’t have dared touch me that way.
But now?
All bets are off. The man in front of me is changed. I’m changed.
And as dangerous as that may be . . . it’s also thrilling.
Andrei hooks his hand under my chin and leans in close. My breath catches as I picture him kissing me. We’ve done this part a thousand times, stealing kisses when we thought no one was looking.
Innocent kisses, but kisses nonetheless.
The way his blue eyes smolder over mine is anything but innocent, and another wave of desire rolls through me.
I might hate him, but fuck is he hot.
Our lips brush, and our eyes lock. Not a kiss, but not not a kiss.
“Defy me again and find out.”
He releases me, and I try not to melt in a puddle on the floor. Mikhail’s laughter mocks me as I promptly lift my chin, roll my shoulders back, and march down the hall to my bedroom. Thankfully, this time, neither of them follow.
As I close the double doors and test the lock, I run a hand through my hair, my fingers snagging on my braid. Frustrated, I start pulling it loose as I trudge into the bathroom. Someone’s been here while I’ve been gone, filling the counter with various hair and skin care products, a wide array of makeup options, and even a jewelry stand tucked into the corner. Jewels of all sizes and colors twinkle up at me, and I resist the urge to throw them on the white marble floor.
None of this will buy my heart or my loyalty.
Then again, Andrei told me he didn’t need my heart.
Just my name . . . and my body.
I stare at my reflection as I peel off my clothes. One by one, I drop each luxurious piece of fabric to the floor until I’m completely naked.
I’m more than a body. I’m more than a name.
If Andrei wants those, he’s going to have to take all the rest, too.
The shower is fully stocked when I step inside and turn on the hot water. I scrub my entire body from head to toe, removing all traces of the beach from my skin. I comb my fingers through my hair and use a generous amount of conditioner to fix my curls. How would Andrei react if I walked out of here naked? Sat across from him at the dining table, dripping water all over his fancy chairs and shining silverware?
Would he bend me over the table and spank me for it?
Once I’ve rubbed my skin raw, I turn the shower off, twist my hair in a towel, and move on to the bedroom.
Everything that was once in disarray is now organized again, from the furniture to the clothes Mikhail and I scattered across the floor during our misunderstanding earlier. Every piece of clothing lays in neat stacks across the bed. Dresses and blouses more fit for spring or summer than winter, then woolen sweaters bunched up in various shades of forest green or royal blue, and an array of pants, skirts, and stockings that I have little hope of ever wearing this time of year.
Someone went well out of their way to provide these for me. Each and every item still has the tag attached, a golden CM brand logo glinting up at me. I’ve never heard of CM, but as I rub a blouse between my fingertips, I know I’ll never forget them. Everything screams luxury. No expense was spared with these clothes.
A tented card sits on the nightstand where the lamp used to be, and I drop the blouse to flick open the card and see what it says.
Keep what you want and burn the rest. —M
I roll my eyes and set the card down.
Seems that Mikhail has a flair for the dramatic. Who would’ve guessed? But at least things will stay interesting around here.
