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She deserves more. Mia deserves to have the riches my life offers that have been hung over her head for years. I won’t do that to her. I’m going to give her everything she’s ever wanted and dreamed.

If that means having to kill my son, then so be it.

He won’t get away with the crimes he has committed.

I’m going to make sure of that.

13

MIA

My eyes snap open on a moan. Sleepiness holds on tight, wondering if I’m dreaming or if I’m in reality. I look down through blurry vision, wondering what’s happening.

I reach between my legs, my fingers finding a thick head of hair. Peeking down, Alek’s dark green eyes peer up at me, his pupils blown with need.

“Alek,” I whisper his name on a sleepy exhale. “I’d love to wake up like this every day.” I arch my back when his mouth latches onto my clit, the slight tug reminding me that I just woke up and need to use the restroom. “Alek.” I tug on the roots of his hair to get him to stop. “Alek”

The harder I tug, the more force he uses to stay between my legs. God, he feels good. Too good. I don’t want him to stop but he has to.

“Alek.”

He kisses my pussy with his swollen lips and smirks. “Yes, Lyubimaya? Can I ask why you’re interrupting my breakfast?”

“I need to use the restroom.”

He spreads my legs wider. “And?”

I lift onto my elbows, horrified. “And I don’t trust myself not to lose control of my bladder, Alek.” My cheeks blush, heat blistering either side. I can’t believe he doesn’t care.

“You’ll control it and you’re more sensitive when you have to use the restroom. Lie back.”

“Alek.”

“Do you trust me?”

I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t trust him more than I trust Ivan, and yet, I do. I trust him with my life. So I nod, lying back like he wants me to. I’d do anything he asked. Everything. I belong to him.

“Good girl,” he praises.

Ivan used to use that phrase and I thought I’d hate it for the rest of my life. He only used ‘good girl’ when I would he would scare me into submission, and I thought I’d carry that fear with me everywhere.

When Alek says it, he means it. He isn’t using the words against me, and he isn’t giving me false hope. He isn’t using it as a tactic to stay in line. Alek means what he says.

He truly believes I’m a good girl and he wants me to feel that way.

I do, but only with him.

“I’m going to take good care of you, Lyubimaya. Let me eat my breakfast.”

I giggle, the sound turning into a moan as I tilt my head back on the pillow when his mouth meets my pussy again. My hands rub up and down my toro, needing an extra sensation. My fingers skim along my sides, awakening my nerve-endings from their slumber.

Slowly, my body is rid of the dreams and night, and comes to life for the day. My nipples tighten, still store and raw from the attention he gave them last night. I gently pinch them, the slight ache giving me what I was craving.

Alek’s tongue flatten’s against my pussy lips, licking up and down before delving into my sore hole. He groans against me, his muscular shoulders too wide to fit between my legs.

His strong muscles flex and tense, rolling and strengthening with every move he makes. He lifts my legs onto his shoulders, and I tighten my thighs around his neck, forcing his face deeper between my thighs.

He growls in approval.