Page 46 of Mr. Petrov


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I sit in my limo and hope that Imogen isn’t going to blow me off. I wanted to text her earlier, but she also needed a little time to cool off after this morning. And so did I.

She sent me an earlier text, thanking me for the flowers. I did not respond.

As much as I’m head over heels for her, I’m also buried up to my eyeballs in work.

I see the gray bubble appear and I smile, waiting for her reply.

Krasavitsa

Um, what?

I quickly type back.

Me

We had a dinner date, remember?

Krasavitsa

I didn’t think we were still doing that?

Me

Why not? I have to try and convince you I’m a good guy to work for. At least let me try

I smirk when I remember her face as the doors to the elevator closed. I’ll give her a fucking day to ‘think’ about it, bent over my knee.

I guess your Krasavitsa is going to have to give it some thought, isn’t she?

Oh touché, my little rose.

Krasavitsa

Something tells me there’s an underlying message there

Me

Are you going to really let me eat alone?

Krasavitsa

I can’t be ready in 2 minutes

Me

We both know you look good in nothing at all, so throwing some clothes on couldn’t be that much of a chore, surely?

She takes three fucking minutes to answer.

Krasavitsa

You know I don’t just jump to anyone’s command, right?

I fucking love this woman.

The challenge she presents me doesn’t just speak to my cock, it speaks to my fucking soul. A very bad combination.

Me

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