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He had no principles, but it was obvious I didn't either.
I reached up and took his bottom lip between my teeth and jerked him to me. His body stiffened but that didn't stop him. Whatever he was in the middle of saying to Katja was enough to enrage her and allow me to force my way in for a brief second. But I didn't need to. Kova was quicker and kissed me hard, plunging his tongue into my mouth. His thick tongue stroked mine and wrapped me around him. I melted against him and opened up to draw his essence into me as my body roused with desire. My free hand tangled in the hair at his damp nape, and I latched on, tugging and pulling it between clenched fingers.
Kova pushed his mouth harder into mine, growling and devouring my lips with precision, and elicited a moan from me. Letting go of my wrist, his hand moved to my throat and my nipples tightened as he applied pressure. Sensation took over. I let out a loud and satisfied moan, forgetting why I didn't want him here. He kissed me again, this time long and deep and slow. My body rolled into his, into the rigid length that hung between his hips. Shifting my feet apart, I hiked a leg over his waist and grinded myself on his hard cock. Kova pressed his thumb down on the center of my throat and wetness seeped from me. I cried out, craving more, when I heard the shrill of his wife's voice from the other end of his phone.
Cold water washed over me.
I snapped and broke the kiss. Not because I was mad at myself for how I was acting—I was a little—but because Kova played right into it with me. It was sick we both got off on fucking around. Kova had never admitted to finding joy in cheating, but he never stopped either. Not even after he was married. I had to wonder if he liked the rush as much as I did. I shouldn't, but the truth was, I did. I loved it, and that made me a terrible person. Now that I thought about it, I was certain that was the reason for the hand I was dealt. The diseases were Karma’s way of getting back at me. They had to be.
Tears blurred my vision again. I'd gotten what I deserved.
Reaching up, I yanked his cell phone from his hand and slammed it onto the marble counter next to us. I wanted to silence her voice and get him out of my condo. I couldn’t take hearing her anymore. The screen shattered and the phone turned black. And thank fucking God she was gone.
"You are fucking crazy. You know that?"
"All woman are. Now get the hell off me and get out."
But he didn't. Kova stared where the phone had slid from my hand on the counter. His eyes hardened to deadly points, and his body stiffened. I followed his gaze…
To Hayden's shirt.
It was sitting in a giant decorative bowl on the counter. He'd left it at my house after we had sex but I'd yet to return it to him. I'd just forgotten.
I smiled to myself, knowing this was the fuel I needed to make him mad.
"Was that another thing I should have told you?" I asked sarcastically. "Because I did. You just didn't believe me."
Twenty-Three
Kova was off me like my body had come alive with flames. I used his shock to quickly put distance between us.
There was no doubt the shirt was Hayden's, and Kova knew that. It had the initials of the college he was attending in the fall. The same college Kova helped him record a video to apply to the men's gymnastics team.
"Hayden came here," he said more to himself.
"Oh, he came all right." I wanted to hurt him the way he’d hurt me. I wanted to get it all out and not have any more secrets pressing on my chest.
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p; Kova's eyes lit up as he glared at me. For a brief moment I stood frozen in place. Damn, his gaze was powerful. Dark and lethal, his eyes searched mine for the truth of my ambiguous words. I'd never seen him wear hatred this deep, or sorrow so profound like he was now.
As I looked him straight in the eye, a slow smile spread across my face from ear to ear.
"He came in my bed, in my shower, in my kitchen, in—"
I blinked and Kova was charging me, eating up the space I'd just put between us. My eyes widened with a little panic. I was nearly knocked over by the rage he emitted from across the room. I stepped back as fast as I could and hit a wall. Kova's hand flew out and grasped my neck. His thumb stroked over my pulse. I gasped and grabbed his wrist, trying to tug him off.
"You are lying." His eyes blazed so bright I was caught off guard by them. "Tell me the truth!"
My heart pounded so hard in my chest I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I knew he could feel it.
"Someone needed to take my mind off you, and Hayden did an amazing job at that."
"Did you fuck him?" His eyes were huge. I thought he was going to pop a blood vessel.
"Do you want me to spell it out for you? Better yet, I can describe his dick if you want me to. It's about five—"
A strangled sound erupted from Kova's throat. His face contorted like he was in agony. As he let go of my neck, he yelled out something in Russian. Kova picked up the delicate, sea-blue glass vase on the table next to us and slammed it down, shattering it into a million little pieces. I jumped and ran to the opposite side of the room, toward the sliding glass door, only to have him stalk me just as quickly, tracking me with his lethal glare. He was like a caged animal set free, ready to go in for the kill.
