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I shake my head. She’s not getting it. “No. Arianna, he’ll kill you, your family, Maks. Everyone.”

“Shh.” She climbs onto the bed. “Maks is fine. He’s been kept up to date on what’s happening. My family is taking precautions, too. Everything is going to be fine.”

“Maks is alive? He’s okay?” I hoped he made it after the car crash.

“He was a little banged up, but he’s fine. I’ll let him fill you in on everything once we land.”

Panic soars through me. My palms grow clammy and I can’t draw in a full breath of air. “We need to turn the plane around. Right now.” My vice squeezes my chest.

Arianna straddles my lap and cups my face. “God, what did that man do to you, Dima? You’re terrified. I’ve never seen you like this before. This isn’t you.”

I close my eyes, taking comfort in her touch. She’s right. I’ve never been this afraid before. Though that’s not exactly true. Flashes of long forgotten memories keep bombarding my mind. I’m not even sure if they’re all real, but the sensations are. Panic, dread, and horror struggle for dominance. So much pain.

“It’s because of him.” I reach for her, burying my nose in her hair as I hug her close. “I remember things… Awful things.”

I thought my time living on the streets was rough, but that turned out to be a blessing, an escape from my vile father. His fists pummeling my small child’s body I’ve never forgotten about, but the other things…

He’d lock me in the chest freezer until I passed out. The scar across my eyebrow is from when he beat me so badly I couldn’t get off the floor for days. Twice, when he thought I’d talked back to him, he’d waterboarded me in the bathtub.

These and other snippets from my childhood keep flickering through my mind and it’s only getting worse.

“Dimitri,” Arianna says in a firm tone. “Look at me. Whatever he did to you, you’re not that helpless little boy anymore. You’re not alone either.”

I gaze at her beautiful face, wishing I felt stronger. “If he can get to my uncle, he can get to anyone.”

“Your uncle didn’t know Konstantin was alive. We do, and we’re ready for him. Trust me, Dima, please.”

“He did know,” I correct her. “He knew all along and never told me. I can’t let Konstantin hurt you, kisa.”

She leans forward, capturing my mouth with hers, and nips at my bottom lip. She does it again, harder this time. The pinch of pain helps to clear my thoughts.

Arianna’s here, with me, saving me from not only my father, but from myself. I fucking love this woman.

She starts to strip off her clothes. I run my hands over her body, familiarizing myself with the feel of her, her scent, her taste. She takes off my shirt, then opens my fly to release my growing cock. Fuck, I’ve missed her.

She wraps her small palm around my dick. “How does it feel to be kidnapped, Mr. Kozlov?” She’s breathless, her skin flushed. This is payback. “There’s no escape from this jet, and you’re completely at my mercy.”

I groan. She feels so fucking good. I’m torn between trying to make her understand how dangerous Konstantin is and just submitting to the pleasure she’s giving me.

“This isn’t a game, kisa. He’ll hunt us all?—”

She sinks onto my cock causing my words to falter. I grab her waist, guiding her all the way down, until I’m buried inside her sweet, warm pussy. Home. If this isn’t heaven I don’t know what is.

“This is a game, Dima.” She starts to ride me. “It’s a game of life and death. He’s going to pay for everything he’s done to you. I’ll make sure of it.”

“You’re fucking crazy, malyshka. You know that?” I slip my thumb between us to draw circles around her sensitive bundle of nerves. She moans my name and rides my cock faster.

“I’m crazy for you.” She swivels her hips in a way that just about undoes me. “We can’t keep doubting each other. I never should have believed that you left me, not even for an instance. I’ll never let anyone get between us like that again. I promise. I love you. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”

“I love you, too. I’m sorry for pushing you away.” I suck a nipple into my mouth.

“You can’t get rid of me,” she pants, arching her back.

“Never again.” I hold her as she climaxes in my arms. Then I flip us over and drive into her until I come. I may never be worthy of her, but she’s my fucking home. From this day forward, I’ll try my best to be the man she deserves.

Maks and a crew of men meet us on the tarmac. I embrace him, clapping him on the back, so fucking thankful that he’s alive.

“Pakhan, it’s good to have you back. Here’s your phone. I found it on the ground when I woke up.” He walks us to one of three cars, where Arianna and I scoot into the back seat. Roman and his wife get into a different car, and Blake Baron’s in the third.

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