Page 87 of Savage Pakhan

I open the door to the bedroom, easing it shut until a soft click sounds. The room is dark and cold just how Mia likes. Goosebumps awaken on my skin, a shiver that causes me to hurry up and slide into bed.

Slipping under the blanket, I wrap my arm around Mia’s waist, tugging her close to me. Her body fits perfectly against mine, a missing puzzle piece to my brutal soul.

“Alek?” she whispers in confusion.

I kiss her shoulder. “It’s okay, My Love. We’re safe. Go back to sleep.”

She turns over so her face nestles in my chest, her arm wrapping around my waist next. Our legs intertwine, our bodies becoming as close as possible.

“I love you.” The words are a sweet breath puffing against my chest.

I kiss her forehead, an overwhelming urge to protect her hitting me hard and fast. “I love you, too, Lyubimaya.”

I stare out the window while she quickly falls asleep, playing every worst scenario in my head so I’m ready for any and everything. I skim my fingers up and down her back, wanting her to be at peace.

My mind races until I officially run out of steam. I fight to stay awake, but exhaustion wins. My eyes close, my body sinks into the mattress, the warmth of Mia’s body against me luring me into dreams about our future.

I can’t wait to get married and put my son in his fucking place.

I wake with a start, the sun beaming in through the open window shines upon my face. It’s warm and bright.

Too fucking bright.

I stretch my arms out to reach for Mia to find the bed empty. The sleep that clung to me vanishes and I bolt out of bed, wide awake, my heart slamming against my chest with fear that my son was able to get his hands on her again.

That’s when I hear the shower.

I hang my head with relief and take a deep calming breath. I need to relax. I’m too worried. It’s distraction and Mia can’t afford for me to be distracted.

I stroll into the bathroom, the steam hitting me in the face, the humidity sticking to my skin. The water is always the temperature of hell when Mia bathes.

I slip off my sweatpants and open the glass door, Mia’s eyes on me. Her smile is big and bright. It’s happiness. And it’s directed at me.

“Good morning, My Love.” I step into the shower, the hot water nearly burning my toes off, but I will survive.

“Hi.” She becomes bashful, looking down, then peering up at me with those big brown eyes I always want and need on me.

I step forward, slipping my hands down her hips until my palms cup her ass.

“We have big plans today, but you might be mad at me.”

“I don’t think I could ever be mad at you.”

“We can’t risk walking around the strip, but Nikolai is calling a few high-end businesses to come here. You’ll have your own personal shopping spree here.”

Her mouth parts in shock. “You mean in the penthouse? They do that? I thought they only did that in movies.”

I chuckle, loving how innocent she is to the world. I hate my son didn’t give her what she deserved but I’m happy I get to be the one to give it to her.

“Da. Clothes, dresses, jewelry, purses, makeup, everything will be at your disposal. And Mia?”

She blinks her dark wet lashes at me, a question lifting her eyebrows.

I take her chin between my fingers, a habit that I’m forming. I can’t help it. I love having her look at me. “There’s no spending limit. Don’t hesitate. Don’t wonder if something is too much because it isn’t.”

“Are you kidding? I’m going to buy everything!” She squeals with excitement, rushing to wash herself. “I can’t wait. We have to hurry. I want this to happen now! Oh my gosh, I wonder what they will bring. How many purses can I get though? Don’t answer that. I’ll surprise you.”

I smile, staring at her as if she hung the moon and stars. This woman is my everything. “Whatever you want. It’s yours.”