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I see him glance over my shoulder, and then suddenly, he backs away. His lips are pressed together in a tight line, and he swallows nervously.
I’m confused until I feel the warmth of Luka’s hand on the small of my back.
“Now, now,” Luka says in a playfully deep voice. “We all have to share.”
The man in the bird mask smiles and bows, either to me or Luka or both, I’m not sure. “Of course. Clearly, I am not the only man here with exquisite taste.” He winks at me before throwing another cautious glance at Luka and then turning to survey the room. “You two have your fun, and I’ll try to occupy myself with something else.”
Luka presses his hand into my lower back, leading me towards a chair against a set of tall windows. He sits down and then gestures for me to sit on his lap.
I do my best to look the part of the nervous slave, but I practically leap onto him, grateful to feel his familiar bulk and warmth against me.
Luka wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him until his lips are right by my ear.
“Hello.”
A shiver works its way down my spine, and I try not to melt into him. I want to press my lips to his neck and bury my face against his chest and let out every emotion I’ve been holding in since I was taken.
“How did you find me?” I whisper.
He draws a circle with his finger against my rib cage. “I’ll always find you, Eve. Always.”
For the first time in several days, I feel like I can breathe. The vise-like pressure that was wrapped around my chest is gone, and I take deep, greedy inhales in an effort not to hyperventilate with happiness.
“What is the plan?” I ask.
Luka shakes his head imperceptibly, and I follow his eyes towards the rest of the guests. No one is really looking at us.
Around the rest of the Bratva, Luka has enough power that no one wants to be caught staring. And even people who don’t know Luka is the leader of a crime family avoid direct eye contact.
Luka is large and intimidating, and it works in his favor.
Now, though, he is wearing a mask and this event is rooted in competition.
People are watching us more closely than normal, but I notice they have the good sense to look away when Luka notices them. Still, this isn’t exactly a safe place. There is no way to know who may overhear anything we say.
Luka readjusts me on his lap so I’m balanced between his muscular thighs, and his hand wraps around my back and smooths down the leg.
My dress is riding up dangerously high, and Luka takes full advantage, dipping his fingers below the hem until I can feel him caressing the black panties I am wearing.
A small sigh escapes my lips, and Luka presses his mouth to my ear. “Look like you are having a worse time.”
I try to pull my face into a frown, but every brush of his finger against my inner thigh leaves me a little looser and brings more color to my cheeks.
I know I need to look miserable, like Luka is taking more than I’m willing to give, but I can’t. I want to give him everything.
Before I can stop myself, I reach up and curl my finger down his face.
I can feel the beginnings of stubble on his jawline, and I want to drag my tongue across his face like a cat. I want to twine myself around his legs and claim him as mine.
I don’t want to talk to any other men or be with anyone else. I just want Luka, and part of me hopes that if everyone can see us together, they’ll realize they don’t have a shot in hell of ever making me happy. Not the way he could.
Though, my happiness isn’t their main concern. Not by a long shot.
“I’m going to take you home with me,” Luka growls.
To anyone else in the room, he is just an auction guest making known his intent to purchase. But to me, it is a promise.
Luka is going to get me out of here.
