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When I lean into her, fear creeps over her face.
My body crowds hers, creating an inferno of heat in me, my cock hardening from having her so close.
When my lips brush against her earlobe, I keep my voice controlled and deadly as I whisper, “Do you want to die,moy malen'kiy olen'?”
Instantly, I regret calling her my little deer. She’s notmyanything.
Focusing on the job I have to get done, I bring my busted knuckles to her face and coat her cheek with my blood.
Pulling a little back, I stare at her pale face. “Crimson looks good on you.” Our eyes lock, and seeing she fears me fascinates and upsets me. “Next time, it will be your blood.”
I swipe my thumb through the blood on her cheek, and gripping her chin, I wipe it over her lips. “I can’t wait to taste yours.”
Aurora’s visibly rattled by my words, but still, she shoves me away before wiping the blood off with the back of her hand. “Go to hell, Misha.”
There’s fire and ice in her voice, and I can’t stop my chest from filling with pride for her. I’m glad she’s not just taking my shit but fighting back. At least the woman has a spine.
She’s going to need it.
Our eyes remain locked for a solid minute before I give Alek and Armani a chin lift to let Abbie go.
With the job done, I turn away from Aurora and head down the hallway.
“Fuckers,” I hear Abbie spit.
As soon as we turn the corner and we’re out of hearing distance, Alek chuckles, “Honestly, the whole blood thing looked more like foreplay than a threat.”
“Fuck off,” I mutter.
“I’m with Alek on this one,” Armani adds his two cents. “I was expecting you to fuck her right against the wall.”
Quickly losing my patience with my friends, I growl, “Khristos, you’re pissing me off.” I glare at both of them. “Stop this shit.”
Armani nods, but Alek lets out a burst of laughter, taunting me, “You’re the one with the hard-on.”
Spinning to my left, I grab hold of Alek’s shirt and shove him back.
He quickly takes a solid stance, and face-to-face, there’s no fear from him. He just stares at me with a daring smile.
“I don’t have a fucking hard-on for D’Angelo. Got it?”
“If you say so.”
Letting go of the man who’s like a brother to me, I’m instantly filled with regret for losing my temper with him. He’s always had a daring, playful personality. Most think he’s just another bad boy who doesn’t take anything seriously, but I know better.
Alek will kill and die for those he loves. He’ll do what’s necessary when push comes to shove.
Armani and I will do the same for him and our loved ones, but Alek’s the one who will take it a step further. There’s no wrong or right in his books, and his moral compass is a little fucked, but at the end of the day, he will do what no one else is prepared to do to get the job done.
And it makes me worry about Aurora.
If Alek loses his temper, he might just kill her on St. Monarch’s grounds, and I can’t have that happening.
Pulling him into a hug, I whisper, “I’m okay. Just let things be.”
He lets out a dark chuckle. “You’re far from okay, brother.”
Blyad'.
