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I nod. “A woman who has been used and abused.”
“What?” Nikita looks between us.
“We got out of that forever ago.” I shake my head.
Milos’s jaw tightens—I have no doubt he’s remembering whatever hell he saw that made him kill half of our cargo and demand our father shut down the most profitable piece of our family business. “Forever ago to us, not to her.”
“What the hell are you two talking about?” Nikita hates feeling left out.
“Sometimes I’m worried about your lack of awareness and empathy, little brother.” I shake my head. “When a woman has been violated sexually, whether it was a relative, the asshole she met on a dating app, or she was taken kicking and screaming by some bastard looking to get his rocks off on showing his power, the woman will do her best to hide her body. Because she thinks it’s somehow her fault. Whether it’s due to her rapist telling her that, or this fucked-up world with dumbasses saying shit like what she was wearing caused her rape.”
Nikita frowns. “I don’t lack empathy. So I don’t assume every woman who dresses like she does has been violated. It doesn’t mean I’m un—okay, fine. I don’t think of shit like that. Doesn’t even cross my mind. So what? Are you saying you think she was someone we trafficked? She is far too young.”
The flash of disgust on Milos’s face is there and gone so quickly if a person had blinked they would miss it. I didn’t, and I recognize the self-loathing rolling off him in waves. “No, she’s not.” He looks to Peter. “Send me the information and I’ll forward it to Valdez. You didn’t get a single hit?”
Peter, as our head of security, has access to the city cameras and a not small file of faces of note. He works his phone and Milos’s phone pings as he receives it. “Not one. It’s why I need to contact Valdez.”
Anything going to Valdez needs to come through us first. Milos hits speaker as Valdez answers. “Mr. Levin, I received your email. I’m looking at it now.”
“She’s been following me and Aleksander. We need to know who she is and why,” Milos replies.
“Hm, I don’t recognize her. I’m uploading her now.”
I sip at my vodka as I go through my mental files of women I’ve seen. I don’t remember her. Aside from her eyes, and light blonde hair, there isn’t really anything that would have a person remembering her. Although I don’t want to believe she’s out for payback over once being cargo we traded in, her light blonde hair and blue eyes are features that would have made her sought after.
It's only as Milos says Valdez’s name in question I realize it’s been a moment since Valdez has said anything. As unfair as it might be, we aren’t used to the man not having an immediate answer. The skills he and his team possess are numerous. He’s become invaluable to us.
“I apologize, nothing is coming up. She’s nowhere to be found. No booking photos, driver’s license, government issued I.D., not even a hit on a street camera in the city I can cross-reference to find an address. This is going to take some time.” Valdez is apologetic.
Milos shrugs, what can be said? “We’ll increase our security. As soon as you have something, call me.”
“Aleksander, you’ll get Boris as well as your usual guard David. Milos will also have me as well as Gleb.” Peter is unbending.
The last thing I want is another guard, but if I refuse so will Milos. As long as he’s protected too, I’ll suffer it. Peter is not an alarmist, he’s the head of our entire family’s security, not only Milos’s because he’s good. I sigh as I wonder what it is this woman wants, and if I have to worry about the lives of my brothers.
* * *
Closingdown the club always takes forever on the weekend. It’s almost six and the sun is breaking, yet there is still more dark than light in the sky as I exit the SUV. The beautiful woman I have with me will be the equivalent of a sleep aid. After a few orgasms I’m able to fall asleep easier and faster. She giggles as I lift her from the SUV, her arms snaking around my neck.
David curses. “Get back in the SUV,” he yells at me.
I turn to find the woman from the pictures I saw what feels like a few short hours ago staring at me only a dozen feet away. The hood part is up over her head, then she’s pushing it back. She isn’t tall but she isn’t short, five foot seven, maybe five eight.
Her blue eyes catch mine and hold. The odd sensation of goose bumps sweeps over my body. Hatred is rolling off her as she approaches me. It has to be the cause of the goose bumps. Women young and old have only stared at me with either desire or indulgent humor.
She is a pretty thing even in the hideous hoody and sweats. Too bad her hatred deepens those lines in her forehead and turns down her wide mouth.
Her hair is in a messy bun again, it’s clear it’s long. I love long hair, the better to wrap it around my hand and use it to guide a woman’s mouth to my cock. The words slide out of me. “Privet, malyshka, what a pretty little thing you are.”
The woman in my arms, fuck me if I can remember her name, scoffs and pushes away from me. She says something, I’m not listening, all my focus is on the girl. I’m drawn to her, the better to see her.
“I’m going to make you pay,” she says. “You and your brothers. The Levin family will be revealed for what you really are.” It’s a promise. Her husky voice is more mature than her years, something in her tone holds me in place.
David moves between me and the angry girl. He pulls his gun. “I’ll kill you first.”
The woman I brought from the club runs for the street, forgotten the moment I lose sight of her. I step around David. “Pay for what,malyshka? Who are you?”
“You know what. Your sins are numerous and disgusting.” The words are filled with venom.
