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They do not. The day is as slow as molasses. I keep expecting my coworkers to comment on my lack of virginity, but no one seems the wiser about it. After one of the longest days of my life, it’s finally time to leave. I practically run to my car, excited to put my plan into action and talk to my mom when I stop short at the sight of two large men leaning against my car as if they own the damn thing.
My heart skips a beat, and I feel my palms start to sweat, but I lift my chin and try not to let on how uncomfortable they’re making me. I don’t recognize either one of them. They’re both large men, and I assume they’re boxers based on their build and the intense way they’re both looking at me. It’s a look I’ve seen on Dima’s face many times, which, thankfully, he no longer directs at me.
“So you’re Dima’s little whore,” the man on the left says, running his squinty eyes over me in a way that makes me want to cover up and take a step back.
His red hair glints in the afternoon sun, accentuating his pale, freckled skin. My eyes quickly go to his companion, taking in the similarities in their appearances. I realize my ass is in some serious shit and try to sneak my hand into my purse to get at my phone.
“Not so fast,” squinty eyes says, grabbing onto my arm with enough force to make me wince.
“Get your hands off me!” I yell at him, struggling to get away.
He gives me an evil looking smirk and grabs onto my upper arms with both his hands, digging his fingers even harder into me.
“You know who we are, right?”
“You’re with the Irish boxing club,” I say, cursing myself for how scared my voice sounds.
“Well, well, I guess you’re not just a stupid whore after all.”
“I’m not a whore,” I yell at him and struggle harder to get away. All it does is make him dig in even harder and lower his face to mine. My whole body tenses and for one horrible moment I’m afraid he’s going to kiss me.
“Liam, man, come on,” the other man says, swatting Liam’s shoulder to get his attention. “Let her go.”
Liam shrugs off the other man’s hand, keeping a tight grip on me. The look he gives me sends a shiver of fear up my spine. “Don’t worry, Sean. I would never fuck a Russian’s sloppy seconds.”
“Let me go,” I tell him, looking over at Sean since he seems like he might be the more reasonable of the two. My hopes are dashed when he quickly looks away, refusing to meet my eyes.
“Tell your fucking boyfriend that he better watch his back. We’re going to get him for what he did to Jimmy.”
His words send a flash of anger through me, pushing aside the fear and leaving nothing but rage. “He didn’t do anything to Jimmy except kick his ass in a fair fight!”
Liam’s eyes narrow down to two slits, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from crying out at how badly he’s making my arms hurt.
“He killed him, you little bitch, and he’s going to pay for it.”
“No, he didn’t. He was with me that night. He didn’t touch Jimmy.”
Sean seems to hesitate at my words, but Liam just narrows his eyes even more and glares at me with a look of pure hate. “You’re lying,” he growls, and with any angry grunt he pushes me backward, making me land on my ass hard enough to have tears pricking my eyes.
“Tell Dmitri we’re coming for him,” Liam spits out at me. “And if he tries to avoid us, then next time I won’t be so gentle with you.”
“Fuck you!” I yell at him, even though all I really want to do is curl into the fetal position and cry about my sore ass and arms.
Liam looks at Sean and lets out a harsh laugh. Squatting down next to me, he jerks me up by my chin, forcing me to look at him. “I like your spunk, Gina. Keep it up and I might have to rethink my position on sloppy seconds.” He gives me a wink that leaves me feeling nauseated. “I think I could make an exception for you.”
They walk away before I can muster up the courage to respond. All I can think about is how angry Dima is going to be as I struggle to my feet and lay a hand on my sore bottom. While I’m trying to figure out what the hell I’m going to do, my phone rings from deep within my purse. Digging it out, I see Dima’s name on the screen.
Taking a deep breath, I force myself to relax and answer the call.
Chapter12
Dmitri
Ican immediately tell something is wrong as soon as Gina answers her phone. There’s a tightness to her voice and a forced cheerfulness that sets me on edge and has me worrying that she’s changed her mind about us.
“Are you sure everything is okay?” I ask, trying to sound as casual as possible.
“Yeah, of course. I’m just a bit tired, I guess.” There’s a slight pause before she adds, “Someone exhausted me this weekend, and I think my body’s still weak from using muscles I’ve never used before.”
