Page 25 of Mr. Petrov


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“I bet you took it all in,” Charlize says, sighing heavily. “Up the ass, I’m betting.”

I roll my eyes. “Ew.”

“Hey, don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.”

“How are things going in London?” I try to change the subject, but somehow the two of them keep spinning it back to my night of debauchery.

“Great!” she says with a little too much enthusiasm. “I didn’t realize how expensive it was in this city, though.”

“Oh, London’s shocking,” Ariana agrees. “But you’re there to enjoy the experience, babe. We don’t want you falling in love with the place and moving there permanently.”

Charlize decided to go on a year-long working holiday. After the pandemic, and not being able to travel for so long, she booked a one-way trip and packed up her life. I wish I could be so brave. I did pack up my life, but not for the same reasons.

“Well, I want full details tomorrow,” she yawns. “It’s time for bed.”

“I gave you all the details,” I remind her. “But you should get some shut eye, as am I. I barely got any sleep last…”

They both burst out laughing as I roll my eyes, stifling a yawn. It’s not my fault my mystery man kept me awake and then fell asleep with his cock inside me. Who does that?

“Whatever,” I mutter.

“Goodnight!” Ariana coos as we’re about to hang up.

“Goodnight guys,” Charlize chimes.

Then she looks at me. “On a serious note, I’m glad you went through with it. You seem… different.”

“That’s because I had five hundred orgasms.” A blush creeping up my cheeks. “I’m bound to be floating on a cloud.”

She laughs again. “Well, I’m glad to see you happy, Imi. It’s been a long time coming.”

I nod, sobering. “You know what else? I thought I’d feel… kinda shameful the day after. Like I should feel guilty, you know?” I lower my voice even though Lukas is nowhere around. “Paying for sex.”

Ariana smiles, completely nonjudgmental. “You don’t need to pay for sex. But you did deserve to have a night where all your needs were met and enjoying yourself without any expectations.” I want to see you again. “And with a man who’s skilled and knows what he’s doing.” When I’m in Seattle. “So you go girl, I’m proud of you.” If you’d like to…

I smile, needing to disappear to my room so I can stew over it.

“I don’t know about proud, but thank you, Ari. For everything you and Lukas have done. I appreciate it so much.”

She sobers. She knows how close I was to my step-dad. I never wanted his money, and it wasn’t like he left my mom penniless, but she was always jealous of what we had. It isn’t hard to be a nice person, but that isn’t in her nature. I get upset when I think about how she treated him. He didn’t deserve it. But my mom just walked all over him and he just put up with her nagging.

I cringe inside when I think about how much I shouldn’t hate her, or anyone. But to sue me? That’s just out of control. He left me fifty grand. And my mom got the house and all the shares and joint assets. I didn’t want his money, but now I can’t use or invest any of it because I need it for legal fees.

“I know it’s been a rough year, babe.”

I nod. “It’s okay. Maybe boning a complete stranger is exactly what I needed.”

“Ooh! That reminds me. Lukas called me today about a job you might be interested in. A new, high-end jewelry store. They’re looking for a manager and Lukas knows the owner.”

My eyes go wide. “Seriously?”

“Yes, and if you’re really interested, Lukas can put in a good word for you.”

Of course, she knows all about my impending court case and has been a shoulder to cry on when I lost my dad — okay he’s my step-dad but he’s the only Dad I’ve ever known — and getting over my breakup.

“Oh my god, Ari, that would be amazing!” Luxury goods, and jewelry, are my passion. It’s what I know. The market has been slow in Seattle ever since the pandemic.

“You’ve no doubt heard of Tre’sor? They’re up there with Cartier, and Bulgari.”

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