“Si, you’re my man, but Anatoly, you have to put a ring on it,” Gigi says, raising her brow.
“Da, I will as soon as I can get to it. Besides, it’s supposed to be a surprise,” I scoff, looking at her.
“Si, you got a point. I’ll wait, but not for long,” She says, staring at me.
“Da, ASAP.”
I tuck my cock back into my pants and pick up her panties. I shove them into my pants pocket.
I stare at her swollen breast and take her nipple again, sucking it hard. She wraps her arms around my neck and groans.
“Oh my god, you make me so damn hot!”
“That’s right, I’m your man, and I’ll always take care of your little greedy pussy,” I growl, moving my hand to rub her swollen pussy.
“Ah, maybe we can go to your apartment so you can sate my greedy pussy,” She moans, grabbing my hard cock.
“Fuck, yes, let’s go,” I growl.
I pull away, adjust her dress, tuck her breasts back, and open the passenger door. I get into the driver's seat and drive to my apartment.
Ten
Anatoly
A couple of weeks later.
“The meeting with Maria Popov went well, and she confirmed what you told us, that she never told Otets. She did a great job raising you. I understand why she kept you a secret, being that she knew that you would be in danger. At the same time, it’s sad to know that Otets didn’t know of you; he would have been proud of you,” Pakhan says, looking at him.
“Thanks, Pakhan,” Mikhail says, lifting his chin.
“Mikhail, the Brigadiers meeting is set, so get to our club, the Red Ruby Club, early so you can monitor who talks to who and what the fuck they talk about. I want you to listen to the Brigadiers and report back,” Pakhan says, tapping his fingers on the table and lowering his eyelids.
Pakhan looks at Mikhail to gauge his loyalty.
“Pakhan, I’m your loyal Soldier. I’ll always gather information and report,” Mikhail utters in a strong, low voice.
He’s definitely Kravtsov, no doubt. He’s so damn serious. I wait for Pakhan to give his orders.
Czar leans back into his chair, rubbing his beard, and watches Mikhail. He always considers every perspective to be able to advise Pakhan.
“Da, I know. You’re a Kravtsov; we’re loyal, and we’re Brats. That would never change. On another note, we have the meeting set to meet up with Cartel Oro later tonight, so after you meet with the Brigadiers, return to report,” Pakhan says, nodding.
“Will do,” Mikhail says, stone-faced.
“Czar, I need you to have Mikahil and Anatoly’s Soldiers work together. We don’t know if the Cartel meeting is a fucking ambush,” Pakhan hisses, pushing off his chair.
“Da, will do. I have Anatoly’s Soldiers, Mikhail; I need your Soldiers’ information,” Czar says, typing on his cell.
“Da,” Mikhail says, nodding.
Mikhail pulls out his cell phone, sliding his finger over the screen.
“Da. One more thing: I need you to be available when the time comes for you to marry for the Bratva. I want to make it clear that, as my Brat and Brigadier, that’s what I require from you,” Pakhan says, lowering his eyelids.
“Pakhan, Da, I’m your loyal Soldier, and I will do as you ask,” Mikhail says.
“Anatoly, what is the timeline on the new strip club,” Pakhan asks, looking at me.
