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“Well, what the hell are you gonna do about it? If it’s true and they have Val, we need to get her back. You need to make a call here. We can’t sit around with our thumbs up our asses waiting for them to strike again.”

“I know.”

“That doesn’t sound convincing. Why? What the hell are you waiting for?”

Natasha wanders into my view. She stops in the doorway of the bedroom in one of my wife beaters. It skims the tops of her thighs, the fabric strained against her perfect tits.

She shifts her weight to one leg, sticking out her hip as she regards me with a cold glare. But as angry as she looks, the effect on me is white fucking hot.

My cock tingles under her rage-filled stare. Only I could be turned on at the prospect of a hate-fuck. Except I don’t hate her.

But the look of disdain on her face screams otherwise for her.

“I don’t think we have enough to go on right now.” I eye-fuck her to the point where spots of pink creep into her cheeks because she feels all of it.

“Taras won’t let this go. Mom is clinging to it, too, because she’s so desperate to find Val, especially after losing Dad and Dima. She’s ready to throw herself at the mercy of those assholes to get Val back.”

“I am the boss of this family now. Not Taras. So tell him to sit his immature, arrogant ass down and let the adults handle shit the right way.”

“If you’re wrong, it could mean a lot of danger coming at us.”

“It’s a risk I’m willing to take.”

“Is that because you’ve got a hard-on for Natasha? Because you can’t let some hot-ass pussy distract you from your responsibilities. Taras would flip the hell out if he knew you were fucking her.”

I swallow a groan. “How did you know?”

“Because anyone alive and breathing would see the tension between you guys. But Taras won’t care. If he finds out her father had something to do with that attack, he’ll be the first in line to avenge the murders. And you’d better believe that Natasha will be his first target.”

“We’ll talk later. There’s something I’ve gotta do right now.”

“You mean someone, right?” he says with an edge to his voice. “Call me back so we can figure out how to handle this before Taras shows up at your front door with a goddamn torch and pitchfork.”

I click to end the call and toss my phone onto the bed before standing up and walking toward Natasha. I wasn’t only tossing and turning because of the unanswered questions I have about what my life is about to become.

I can’t stop thinking about this girl, and that’s dangerous because it’ll result in too many more potential risks that will hurt my family even more than they already have been.

No more fucking fatal mistakes.

I grit my teeth, Taras’ sarcastic tone reverberating between my ears when he called me boss.

He doesn’t think I can hack it. I’m sure that’s the general opinion of the rest of my family, too, thanks to Dima. But they’re wrong. I’m the only one who can do this job.

Natasha narrows her eyes. “I’m not some fuck toy you can just punish every time you get a stick up your ass. I was trying to talk to you last night and you turned into an animal. That is not the kind of life I want. And it’s not the kind of life I’ll accept.”

My skin prickles, sparks of lust igniting deep in my gut at her indignation. Her anger only makes me want to bend her over my knee that much more.

“You don’t have a choice, Natasha. I’ll do what I want to you, whenever I want.”

Her chin lifts in defiance, frustration swirling in the depths of those aqua pools. “That just doesn’t work for me. You have some serious control issues, Luka.”

So I’ve been told.

I grab her wrists and she doesn’t try to stop me because she knows what comes next, and she wants it as badly as I do. I back her against the wall next to my door and rake my gaze over the length of her lithe body.

A knowing smile tugs at my lips when I see her nipples poke through the shirt’s thin fabric, hard as glass.

I’ll bet that pussy is dripping, too.

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