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“I’ll kill him too,” he growls.
RUSLAN
I don’t deserve her.Nothing about her. I can’t protect her. He hurt her, herapedher. How the fuck do I make this work? How do I lie beside her at night? How do I give her my last name, knowing that I did not protect her from this man?
“Ruslan,” she warns. With her hand wrapped around my neck, she squeezes it slightly, her gaze focused on mine and never leaving, she continues. “I want to hate him. I want to hate all of them, but I’m so happy being away, being out of that, it doesn’t matter to me.”
“I hate him enough for both of us, then,” I state.
She smiles softly, her gaze still on mine. She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, then lets out a sigh, her hand falling from mine.
I want to tell her a million things, but none of them matter right now. The way she’s looking at me, the way she’s watching me, there is something else that she’s not saying.
“Isa?”
Isabel stands, taking a step back from me, her gaze focused on mine. Then she lets out a breath, her eyes wide as she watches me.
“I love you, Ruslan. I always have. I didn’t allow myself to feel anything toward you for so long. At least I told myself I couldn’t feel anything for you, but even though I knew it was wrong to continue to meet with you, I did it anyway. Because I felt too much for you, I felt so much that I couldn’t not see you.”
Standing, I walk toward her, cupping her cheeks with my palms. I lean forward and smash my mouth against hers. I slide my tongue across her bottom lip, then as she parts them, I slip my tongue inside and taste her completely.
I taste all of her, consume her totally. Releasing her cheek with one of my hands, I reach down and grip her ass with my fingers. My other hand, I slide around to the back of her neck and massage her.
“Please,” she breathes. “Please.”
Lifting my head, I look into her eyes, my hand still gripping her ass. That hand is fucking home. I missed this, missed her, and I’ve been so busy focusing on work that I wouldn’t allow myself to even think about this moment—about being with her again.
I need to make sure that she’s okay. I need to know that she will be okay if we go further. Nibbling on her bottom lip, I slowly break the kiss, then rest my forehead against hers.
“I want to fuck you,luchik. I want to fuck you and make you scream my name. But at the same time, the last thing that I want to do is hurt you the way that he did,” I say.
She tilts her head back slightly, her eyes finding mine, then her lips curve up into a slow smile. “You haven’t come home because you’re afraid to touch me,” she states.
I clear my throat, then take a step backward, though I can’t take my hand off her ass, so I don’t get far. Her eyelids are lowered as she looks at me through her lashes and I swear to fuck, I could take her right fucking here.
“Yeah,” I admit. “I can’t hurt you any more than my lack of protection already did. I can’t hurt you, Isa. I won’t.”
The look in her eyes is unreadable, I can’t fucking make out how she’s feeling. How she feels, any of it. I don’t really know her well enough either, though. I’ve fallen for her, but fucking consistently for the past few months is not a relationship.
“You won’t hurt me,” she exhales. “You couldn’t.”
Shaking my head, I lift my hand from behind her neck, still unable to release my grip on her ass as I run my fingers through my hair, tugging on the ends. Her eyes are searching mine, looking for something, but what I’m not sure.
“I could,” I say.
She gives me a small smile. “You could, but you really couldn’t. It wouldn’t be possible.”
