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He starts fucking the woman right there in the middle of the room, in full sight of everyone, like he’s untouchable. Which I guess he is.
The girl grunts and cries as he uses her hard. Disgusted, I excuse myself again, muttering about going to the restroom.
“You may go, but be a good boy.” He continues to fuck the girl as he talks. “Remember that my reach is far. If you try to escape I’ll hurt your brothers in New York City. Especially that one you’re so close to… Maks.”
I still don’t know what happened to Maks, but I won’t risk his life any more than I’ll put Arianna’s in danger.
I give him a stiff nod, my fists curling and uncurling.
The two guards at our box’s door step aside, but only after Konstantin gives them a signal to allow it.
This is my new life. Constantly under watch, my father in control of my every move. How can I bring a child into this? Konstantin is sure to treat his grandchildren as horribly as he treated me when I was young. To a man like him people are objects. I’m just a continuation of the Kozlov bloodline, that’s why he wants me now. That’s my worth to him. Family doesn’t matter to him, but the bloodline does. For whatever insane reason.
Just as the fight starts, I step into the restroom to take a piss. A guy inside hurries out to catch the beginning of the action.
Sighing, I relieve myself in the urinal. My thoughts wander back to Arianna. I’m pretty sure I made her feel like an object, like a possession I own. I never meant to hurt her, but I am beginning to think that’s the only way I know how to show love. It’s fucked up. But given what I grew up with, I’m not all that surprised.
In the long run, if I really am that much like my despicable father, then Arianna’s better off without me. Any child we might have had together is also safer without me as the father. The truth is, I don’t know how to love properly. And I sure as shit don’t deserve the kind of family I’ve always craved. I’m too fucked up for that. It took me having to reconnect with my father for me to see myself clearly. But I do now. I see who I am.
I’m washing my hands when the door swings open. Blake Baron and Roman De Luca enter the restroom. Their gazes zero in on me, their expressions guarded. They lean on either side of the doorway, blocking the exit.
“What the fuck do you two want?” I practically snarl at them, irritated that they won’t leave me the fuck alone. They belong in my past with Arianna. Them being here puts all our lives in danger.
Roman casually strolls toward me, circling around to the other sink so that I have to turn to face him. I glance over my shoulder at Baron, uneasy about having him at my back. But I can’t keep an eye on both of them at the same time.
“Do you love her?” Roman folds up his sleeves, gazing at me in the mirror.
“What the fuck to do you think?” I snap.
“That’s not an answer. What I think is irrelevant.” He so damn calm it sets me on edge.
I glance back at Baron, who’s leaning against the wall, bored.
“Of course I fucking love her, why else would I be doing this?” I step closer to Roman, getting in his face. “You don’t know Konstantin and what he’s capable of doing. If you care about all the Pontrelli girls as much as you say you do, then get Arianna out of here, as far away from him as possible. Do you hear me?”
He levels those yellow-hazel eyes on me. “That’s exactly what I hoped to hear. Welcome to the family, Kozlov.”
He punches me and I stumble back, stunned. What the actual fuck is wrong with him?
That moment of distraction costs me big time. Blake fucking Baron hits me on the back of the head—hard enough that my knees buckle. Then a hood is tugged over my head. A slight pinch in my arm is the last thing I feel before everything goes dark.
CHAPTER 43
Dimitri
My entire face pounds with a splitting headache. I feel like I’ve been carried, dragged, and dropped—again, numerous times. But as far as I can tell I’m not bound to a chair. Instead, I’m lying horizontally on a soft surface, the hum of engines all around. Taking a chance, I peel my eyelids open and find out I’m in an airplane cabin, on a bed. Movement to my right catches my attention.
Arianna. I blink, once, twice.
No, she can’t be here. This can’t be right.
I start to sit up, but she rushes toward me. “Don’t move. Lie down.”
“Did you fucking kidnap me?” I glance around in horror. Roman and Blake jumped me in that restroom and somehow got me out of that place and onto a plane. Konstantin is going to lose his shit. He’s going to come after us.
“We need to turn around,” I tell her. “You don’t understand the kind of danger we’re in. Konstantin will?—”
“Have some faith in me, Mr. Kozlov.” She elegantly folds her arms. “I know exactly what kind of danger we’re in. Which is why I had to go to these extremes to extract you from the situation.”
