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As she screams my name when I smash her orgasm from inside her, I pull out and spill my cum, so it drips down her sweat covered body. Despite the fact there were several condoms used last night, this is what I love the most. Painting her body with my own personal blend of paint, marking her as mine and knowing she is loving every second of it.
We clean up and pull on our robes and I fully intend on repeating how we spent yesterday. Here I have no worries and no jobs to do except one. Fuck my wife.
However, fate has another agenda in mind and as we eat breakfast out on the terrace overlooking the mountains, Tariq appears and says abruptly, “Sir, ma’am, I’m sorry to interrupt but I have been informed that Massimo Delauren’s jet is heading our way.”
Charlotte gasps and I hate seeing the fear in her eyes and I snap, “What’s the plan?”
“You leave immediately. I suggest you check your phone.”
Tariq reminds me I left my phone behind in the room and with a sigh, I nod. “Fine. We’ll be ready inside thirty minutes. What’s their eta and how long do we have?”
“Three hours, sir.”
I nod and as he leaves us, I say apologetically, “It appears that the honeymoon is over, princess. We are checking out.”
“Ivan what if…”
“We will be fine. Trust me.”
I stand, cutting the conversation stone dead, and reach for her hand. “We’ll talk later. I need to make a call.”
As we head back to our room, I curse this life. It has a habit of tearing down any pleasure and replacing it with threats and pain. It makes me even more determined to see this mission through because I am so done with this shit and it’s time I stepped up and took control of my life because now it’s not just me, I have a family and if I want to increase its numbers, I must make our future a safe one.
* * *
While Charlotte showersand prepares to leave, I grab my phone and see several texts waiting.
The most important one is from the Boss, and it reads,
Club Mafia.
That’s all I need to know, and I look at the next one from my father.
Fun’s over. Return the girl. Drop her outside the gates of Rose Hall tonight. Use the jet and get your miserable fucking ass back home. I have another job lined up.
Merely seeing a text from him is enough to put me in a foul mood, but imagining his evil eyes sweeping over my bride makes me determined to end the bastard once and for all. I need to think this one through because my father is a powerful man in Russia and his death won’t come without consequence.
The first text gives me hope of finding a solution to that, so I send them both the same reply.
Understood.
Sighing, I think of the shit we’ve got to wallow in before we can breathe a sigh of relief and I head off to find my bride and try not to let my anxiety show.
CHAPTER31
CHARLOTTE
I’m dressing for an occasion I know nothing about. Above all, I’m sad to leave this bubble we have formed around us. It will always be a happy place for me. Our wedding was like a fairy-tale and the only important people were there. Me and my husband. The brutal savage who plucked me from respectability and led me down a dangerous path. I prayed to live life on the edge but be careful what you wish for because my prayer was granted with bells on.
As we walk behind Tariq, hand in hand down a series of tunnels, my heart beats faster as the sense of danger wraps around me. He explained we can’t leave a trail, and the house is currently on lockdown. There will be no way in for Massimo’s men, and part of me wonders why we couldn’t just hide out here.
Ivan grips my hand a little tighter as we reach a door, and Tariq enters a security code.
As it opens, we step inside a huge warehouse where it appears every kind of vehicle is waiting and tossing Ivan a set of keys, Tariq points to a beat-up SUV and laughs softly. “Excuse the transport, but it’s best not to draw attention to yourselves. You must drive to the border and head for the station and purchase two tickets to Paris where your flight is waiting. We have chartered a private plane to take you to Canada and before you ask, there is no possible way you can be traced, so it should buy you some time.”
I stare at him with surprising tears in my eyes because despite his aloof demeanor, Tariq has been our savior.
Ivan slaps him on the back and says roughly, “Thanks, man. I won’t forget this.”
