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The tripto Moscow was short and sweet. Marcus had kept his word. I took Pedro and Andreas with me as protection, although I was fully aware of being at a disadvantage on enemy turf. I hoped Petrovsky and his men were in line with this new agreement. After all, it was new territory for me and I was from Balkans. His people didn’t take well to my kind and some of the looks I got only confirmed this theory.
It was a cold spring day in Moscow when we got there, but despite the chill, this city fascinated me and always had.
Marcus presented his deal to me. He introduced me to his family and showed me around the warehouse. Apparently, he had the necessary connections and manpower to enable him to ship the product to the United States. I was taking a huge risk by agreeing to this, especially without my brothers’ blessing. They weren’t going to be happy that I took this trip on my own and dismissed their input.
Word had reached me that Gino was expecting me to reach out to him after Marcus had manipulated his way into blowing up our meeting.
Besides, I suspected that Marcus knew about Marinka. He didn’t say anything directly but the way he talked about her hinted that he was aware Russina was dead. This complicated things and put Marinka’s life at risk. When I was on the plane back from Russia, this new reality hit me hard. Russina and I used to travel together and she’d have everything organized before we returned home. She’d been a pain in my existence, always so demanding and fucking aggressive, but the truth was that I missed her always being on top of things. Now there was another woman waiting for me at home and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to get used to it. Deep down, I fucking wanted her to stay there forever—that was the problem.
Also, I had never gone without sex for so long. Marcus had offered me several women from his club, who I turned down. After what Marinka had said, I didn’t think I could fuck someone else just because I was horny.
I had no idea why I was holding back for my wife and I had never even slept together yet. But when I was near her, I was instantly lost in the smell of her hair, the touch of her skin, and her sweet pussy that needed my undivided attention. I was looking forward to getting home because then I was planning to fuck her all day long.
“We are landing in a few minutes,” Andreas said, bringing me back to reality, so I put my seatbelt on.
And the fact she was jealous of me being with someone else only added oil to the fire. When she told me she wanted me to take her to Russia, to be with me and not alone … something shifted in me.
This woman was shy and timid, but she knew what she wanted. And after eating her pussy and seeing how wet she was for me, the first thing I thought was: I was never going to let her go. I wanted to do things to her that were sick and twisted.
Fuck, I needed to get a grip and sign up for therapy.
I had cameras in every part of the penthouse because I was slowly becoming obsessed with her. She would have been waiting like an obedient lamb for me to return from my trip, so then I could finally do the deed and stick my dick into her tight hole, tie her up, and whip that fine ass. She was a little firecracker, coming apart within seconds when I resumed our make out session.
Even now, I was semi hard at the mere thought and I wasn’t fucking a teenager.
Several minutes later, the plane landed in Chicago. I was tired and a little stressed, glad to be back on familiar land. Milo and Sparky believed I’d left the city to meet with the Italians, so I had no clue how they’d react once they found out the truth. We had been partners for years and I always considered them in all my decision-making plans. I needed to keep playing my cards right and not alienate them like this. But my gut feeling wouldn’t let me go with what they suggested—not without trying my way first.
As I got into the car, I decided it was time to get Marinka introduced to the other members of the family. I didn’t care if they were going to suspect anything. She was ready and she was the spit image of Russina—the only one who could convince my brothers to make a deal with the Russians. They used to eat out of her hand, especially Sparky. He was obsessed with that woman.
“Let’s stop atSapori di Napolidowntown. I am starving,” I said to Pedro and he nodded. Him and Andreas were probably hungry too.
It was close to five pm when I walked intoSapori di Napolirestaurant and the smell of decadent Italian comfort food made my stomach growl.
“Hello, boys. I hope you’re all hungry. Maria has been cooking all day,” Stefania, the owner, welcomed me, giving me a kiss on each cheek.
Stefania was in her mid-forties but she always looked elegant and well put together. The woman was utterly devoted to her husband—hers was the epitome of a solid long-lasting marriage for no other man existed when he was around. Many had learnt this the hard way by losing their heads and dicks over some unwarranted advances.
“Yes, we just flew back to Chicago an hour ago, so we need some good delicious food,” I said, taking the first available seat. This restaurant was one where all nationalities of patrons were welcome—they didn’t discriminate. Stefania was Italian, and so was her husband and the rest of the family, but in the past several years we had been helping each other to build connections. As such, we were also treated like family.
“Sounds great. So where is Russina? I haven’t seen her in ages. I hope you two are going to make cute little babies soon enough,” she only half-teased.
I remained impassive. A child? Fuck, no. I wasn’t ready for that. Besides, Russina and I had agreed that we were never going to have kids, but she was dead now and Marinka had taken her place. I could see myself settling down with that girl, but I wasn’t certain if I was ready for a child. For that, we needed to have a loving and strong relationship that wasn’t based on a business contract.
“She’s at home. She hasn’t been well in the past several months, so maybe that’s the reason why you haven’t seen her,” I said.
“Oh, I hope you’re going to nurse her back to health. Don’t let her slip through. She’s the perfect girl for you. The woman who will stand by you no matter what.” With that, Stefania walked away, hips swinging.
Ah, I wondered what would happen if this whole thing with Marinka blew in my face. I didn’t want to think about that.
Several minutes later, the waitress came with some drinks.
“This is not going to work, boss,” Pedro said unexpectedly, shaking his head.
“What now, Pedro? Come on—if you have something to say, then do it now,” I barked at him when the girl left. Pedro had wanted to say a few things to me for a while now and maybe he finally found the balls to do it. He knew I valued his opinion.
I took a sip of my beer.
Pedro was a big guy and when he looked at me with that fierce gaze of his, I figured he was about to lay it all on the table. The fucker knew I was playing with fire. He opened his mouth to say something but just then, three men barged into the restaurant. Gino and two of his men. The look on his face told me he was up to no good.
