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Grabbing her wrist, I tore her hand away from my neck with a firm yank and pinned it to the desk by her head as I leaned down onto her.
Hanna's other hand shot out across my face, landing a solid slap that resounded throughout the room when her hand connected, causing my head to snap to the side from impact.
Before I could fully recover and make a grab for her free hand, Hanna curled her legs up and used them to kick me off of her. With the opening, she instantly rolled off the desk and scrambled to the door.
Holding my cheek with a twisted grin, I mused a dark chuckle to myself. "Well, didn't expect to get that turned on by that, little tigress." The slap zapped a shock of pleasure straight down to my aching cock.
Like hell would I let her escape now.
With a quick tap on my keyboard, the door to my office locked with a loud click just as Hanna grabbed at the handle. After jiggling the handle a few times without success, she shouted angrily as her fist pounded against the door. "Mother fucker, let me out!" She demanded with a snarl, twisting her head around to glare at me harshly.
Slowly, without a care in the world, I stalked over to her with an unreadable expression. "You really want to know why my bullet was in your little boy toy's car?" I barely recognized my own voice because it came out so low and dangerously calm despite being filled with anger.
With every step, Hanna backed further towards the door until her back was flushed against it. Realization widened at her eyes, but before she could dart away to put some distance between us, I closed the distance with vast strides and slammed my hands against the door on either side of her head, caging her in.
"That bullet is his final warning after the faulty bomb," I growled darkly as I pressed my large body against hers, pinning and trapping her.
"You could have hit him you fucking bastard. The bullet grazed his cheek." She seethed back with a wavering voice.
"Oh please, if I wanted to blow his head off then I would have. I never miss, darling, never. His cheek was grazed because I wanted it to be, for it to fully hit home for him. I'm rather insulted you'd think I'd miss, tigress." I haven't missed a single target by a hair since my teen years when my father forced me to hone my skills to the utmost possible.
Unless I was utterly sick or other outside factors, such as the weather, interfered greatly, my shots always hit dead on. No one ever sees me coming, nor do they hear me coming. It was why everyone called me The Silent Volk. I might not be able to pack hard punches like Nikolai or Lev, but I made up for it being deadlier in stealth and deadly precision.
Some might see it as cowardly, hiding in the shadows and taking the kill shot when people least expect it. I saw it as being efficient. No point in pummeling someone to death if you're going to waste all that energy to get hurt and dirty in the process, not when a well-aimed shot took care of the problem faster and cleaner.
"Sorry, because it seems like you're missing quite a lot lately, like the hints I throw in your face about not being fucking interested." She spat spitefully before careening her head forward to butt mine.
My hand instantly slid over her neck to wrap my rough fingers around her slender neck. With a thud, her head bounced against the door when I pinned her neck abruptly.
Unable to help it, I let my wicked chuckle rumble in my chest. "I thought I already made it clear to you that I don't like liars, Hanna. You're lucky I don't punish you for all the empty lies you've spewed regarding your feelings towards me."
Hanna opened her mouth to argue, but I didn't let her get a word out. My grip tightened around her neck before pressing her more into the door while I leaned my lips down to her ear. "Your mouth moves mindlessly as does your tongue. I don't need your words to tell me all I need to know. Just one look in your eyes, at your body language, your reactions, your demeanor, hell even the subtle tones of your voice, is all I need to discern the truth from you."
"You're fucking insane Stepan." She seethed through gritted teeth as her hands clawed at my wrist.
"That's not a denial I hear." I smirked arrogantly in response while parting her legs with a knee. "Go ahead and lie to me, lie to me right now."
Using my free hand, I capture both her wrists and pin them against the wall. Then, I jammed my hips between her plush thighs until I was flushed against her covered core.
"Lie to me and tell me you aren't turned on by this, that if I stuck my hand down your panties right now then you won't be soaking wet, that you don't like being in this position with me." I challenged her cockily, hovering my face less than an inch from hers after forcing her head up by gripping her jaw with my fingers.
Slowly, I rolled my hips into her, pressing myself more than firmly enough for her to feel the raging hard-on I had under my slacks.
Hanna's sweet lips parted, but no words came out, only a jagged, gasping whisper of a moan as her eyes fluttered softly.
"Go on, fucking lie to me little tigress. I dare you to tell me right now that you aren't enjoying this, that you don't want my cock in you right now after feeling how hard I am for you. Go ahead, lie. Give me a good reason to bend you over the couch and fuck you raw until you scream loud enough for the whole building to know who you belong to." My raspy voice dipped lower until I almost growled under my breath.
My stormy blue eyes remained dead set on her endless dark pools from how blown with pleasure her pupils were. There wasn't a single ounce of resistance in her inviting eyes as her body ceased its struggle against my grip.
I couldn't help but smile victoriously when I felt the subtle movements of her hips grinding back against mine as I kept up the slow, torturous pace.
"Don't say what you don't mean Stepan." I barely caught her sweet, whispering words in my lustful haze.
"I am always a man of my words, Hanna." I wasn't some stupid boy or a teenager trying to talk a game I couldn't play and win.
"Fucking hell, I'm supposed to be mad at you right now." She whined with a pathetic but cute stomp of her foot against the door.
Taking in a shaky breath, she looked at me with tearful eyes. "I fucking hate you. Why can't you just let me be with Logan. You already know you and me can't happen. So, just fucking let me go." Her voice ladened with a longing sadness that made my lips flatten.
