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Stunned, I watch as he grabs his clothes and walks to the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him.
I take it he’s not a cuddler.
I use my teeth to unfasten my blouse from around my wrists, then remove Nikolai’s belt from my neck.
As I sit up, the bathroom door opens, and Nikolai emerges. Fully dressed, his eyes lock on my face. It looks like he’s about to kill someone.
Seriously?
“This was a one-time thing.” He stalks closer and grabs the belt from my hand. “No more taunting me, and don’t fucking call me daddy again.”
“Yes, sir,” I mutter, my eyes narrowing on him. “Thanks for the fuck.” I gesture in the direction of the living room. “You can let yourself out.”
He stares at me for a moment before he walks away.
I hold it together until I hear the door shut. Grabbing the covers, I pull them over me.
“Asshole,” I hiss as tears threaten to fall. “He didn’t have to be so freaking harsh.”
What did you expect of the blood diamond king, Abbie?
Chapter 13
Nikolai
Stalking into my suite, I lock my fingers behind my neck and suck in desperate breaths of air.
Fucking Abigail was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I’m still fucking hard.
I close my eyes, trying to calm the chaotic emotions swirling in my chest.
I’m angry that I gave in and fucking upset because I know once will never be enough.
Christ, her cries and moans were erotic as fuck, and she fit me like a glove.
But that’s not what has me spiraling.
Letting out a growl, I open my eyes and walk to the liquor tray to pour myself a tumbler of whiskey. As I swallow the burning liquid, I refuse to inspect the emotions the woman has evoked in me.
No. You don’t have time for a woman, never mind one like Abigail Sartori. She’s a fucking handful on her best day. You’ll kill each other.
“Fuck,” I mutter, and unable to process the fact that I actually care for the woman, I throw the glass across the room. It shatters against the wall just as my phone starts to ring.
Yanking the device from my pocket, I stare at Maxim’s name flashing on the screen.
My breaths are harsh as I growl, “Yes?”
There’s a moment's silence before he asks, “Everything okay?”
I don’t even bother lying to my best friend. “No.”
“Want to talk about it?”
I rub my hand over my face as I shake my head, but then I admit, “I fucked one of the attendees.”
“And?”
I shake my head again. “She’s a fucking thorn in my side.”
