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I have to pull myself back and force myself to wait.
“Did you come earlier, darling?”
As I help her sit up, she bites her lip and gazes up at me bashfully, like it’s some big secret that Mikhail makes her come behind my back.
I brush my hand over her hair and press a kiss to her forehead. “I’m not mad, baby. You deserve to feel good. We’re all here to ensure that happens.”
We pull her dress back over her body, and I admire the dozen or so bruises I’ve marked across her skin. It’s not enough to replace what that mudak did to her, but it’s a start.
As she steps out of the car, I snap a quick picture of her bra on the seat, remnants of her desire smeared across the leather beneath it.
Gonna need a car detail. Someone’s a dirty girl.
Mikhail’s message bubble pops up immediately. He’s probably jerking off to the fantasy of me fucking our girl right now.
You didn’t lick the seat? Wasteful.
I chuckle and shove the phone back into my pocket. I’m not as depraved as you, Mikhail. I’ll drink straight from the source.
Valentina is waiting by the door to the house, and I join her quickly. We walk inside hand in hand, and although I pay the guards stationed around the house not to care, a few of them break protocol to smile at us.
I rub my thumb over the ring on her left hand, admiring the sharp point.
Beautiful. Deadly. That’s who my queen is, or what she will become. I kiss the back of her hand as I lead her to my bedroom.
“When we get inside, I want you on the bed, naked, in thirty seconds or less.”
“Is that a challenge, Andrei?”
“That’s an order.”
She rolls her eyes and pulls her hand from mine to walk ahead of me. “What if I give you an order?” Glancing at me over her shoulder, she smiles wide, and my heart clenches tightly in my chest.
I love her.
I always have, but what the past week has shown me is that I love all of her, every infuriating, stubborn, shy, insecure piece of her.
She backs up against my door and tries to open it with her hands behind her back, but it’s locked. She’s trapped herself. I close in on her, capturing her body beneath mine and cupping her jaw. Tilting her head back, I stare into those beautiful green eyes that have captivated me since the moment I first laid eyes on her.
“I love you, Valentina Baranova.”
Her eyes well with tears, and she smiles so beautifully that my heart aches. Not with pain or longing for what I’ve lost, but with what I’ve found.
“I love you, Andrei Leonov.”
I kiss her deeply, knocking her head against the door, and we both laugh at the blunder. “Forgive me, Mrs. Leonov, I’m a little excited.”
She reaches between us and grabs my cock over my slacks, no longer the shy, blushing virgin, but instead a mesmerizing temptress promising more.
“Open the door, Mr. Leonov, and show your zhena how much she means to you.”
I snap the lock using a trick Ezra taught me years ago. Fuck being patient.
My wife just gave me an order I have every intention of obeying.
Chapter 21
Valentina
