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Calm down. Deep breaths.
This would be bad. It would be extremely, mega-ultra-superhorrible, but it’s not. None of this is relevant, because I won’t survive to see another sunset.
So it doesn’t matter who Maxim is or which family he’s from.
All that’s important is right here and right now. I snuck out for the third time in my life and risked everything for this moment, and I’m not going to throw it all away because I’m afraid.
I’ve lived my whole life being afraid. I don’t need to live in fear anymore. It’s all coming to an end, and tonight I can have a little courage. I made my decision, and my choices are directly leading to the end of my life. The least I can do is die on my feet with a modicum of dignity still intact.
This man, his terrifying tattoos, his full lips, pale eyes, and toned body, can give me the experience I desperately crave.
All I have to do is keep moving forward.
He stoops over me, his hands on the armrests of my chair. His lips move close to mine and I stare into his eyes. He’s the sort of man that’s used to getting what he wants, like the world is always waiting and eager to bend to his will and his wants. He’s a shark drifting in the lazy black ocean feasting on the flesh of any stupid fish that ventures too close. I’m that fish, and he looks starving.
“Regretting your choice, princess?” he whispers. “It’s much too late for that now.”
“I don’t regret anything. So long as when this is over, you give me what I want. We’ll escape somewhere beautiful and build that castle.”
“I’ll build it for you, Siena. I’ll kill for you, too.”
“I believe you will.”
His lips brush against mine. Gentle at first. Teasing and soft. A riot of tingles runs down my spine and I fight to keep a whimper from my lips.
Then he kisses me deep and I suck in a gasping breath as I tumble into him.
I’ve never experienced anything like this before. The raw, pulsing desire. The intense need that rolls down my spine. He’s a monster and a killer but all I can think about are his lips and his tongue pressing into my mouth and the taste that overwhelms my mind. His hands have ended lives, and his mouth has given orders that brought pain and suffering on countless people, and yet he’s so tender and passionate and gorgeous, and I don’t know what to do.
His fingers slip into my hair and gently weave themselves tight. He grips hard and pulls my head back, and I groan a surprised breath as he kisses my neck.
“When you agreed to follow me back up here, is this what you imagined?”
“I figured we’d play Go Fish. But it looks like I didn’t fish my wish.”
A soft chuckle. “No, princess. You’re not here to play cards.”
“We both know why I followed you. I’m an insane person. I’ve lost my mind completely.”
“No, you haven’t. Not yet at least.” He stares into my eyes. “But I’ll work on that.” He pulls harder and I gasp, releasing a gentle moan. He tightens his grip before releasing me and steps back, his eyes ablaze with need. I can feel my pulse between my legs and I know I’m dripping wet. My nipples are hard, and my lips are parted, my tongue rolling across my lower lip, wetting it. He stares and releases a soft growl. I’ve never felt so out of control in my life, and I’ve never felt so good, either.
“I’m not the kind of man who brings strange women to his hotel room,” he says, eyes blazing.
“I find that hard to believe.”
“Believe it. I have too many enemies to allow myself that luxury.”
“Are you dangerous then, Maxim?” I’m teasing him. I know he’s the most dangerous creature in this city, and yet that kiss made me feel bold enough to push back against him.
His lips quirk. A shiver runs down my spine. He’s a wolf and I’m a lamb, and I keep on bleating at him. Just for fun.
“Yes, Siena. I am a dangerous man. But you don’t have to worry about that tonight. Only, I need to make sure you’re safe.”
“Safe?” My eyebrows raise. “Are you afraid of a little thing like me?”
“Stand up.” A command. Not a question.
I rise to my feet. I’m too used to taking orders from men like him to resist it, and I bristle at my automatic response. “Take off your dress.”
