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“This way,moy malen’kiy voin.”I roll her suitcase past her and down the hall to my bedroom.
“Maxim.” There’s distance between me and her voice, so I turn around. She’s standing in front of one of the other bedrooms. I have four of them on this side of the condo. She could sleep in any of them. But I won’t allow it. She’ll be in my bed, every fucking night I have her.
“No,moy malen’kiy voin, here.” I jerk my head to the room behind me.
“Wouldn’t it make more sense for me to use one of these?” She gestures to the other doors. I gave her too much time alone this morning. She snooped.
“No.” I turn around again, push my bedroom door open, and bring her suitcase inside. Leaving it at the closet door, I stalk back to the open door. She’s still standing in the hall, her arms folded over her chest and a stubborn glare settled on her brow. This insolence is adorable. But it won’t last.
“I think it’s better if I have my own room. I’m going to be coming and going for work, and you’ll be doing the same, so it just makes sense for me to be on my own.”
No, it doesn’t, but she can’t see it yet.
I lean a shoulder against the doorframe. “But you didn’t make that bargain when we made our deal earlier.”
Her lips scrunch up with her frustration. She wants to win this, but it’s not going to happen.
“Do you really think you need to watch me, even while I sleep? I promised I wouldn’t do anything without you. I won’t go walking through alleys asking questions unless you’re with me. I won’t go to the halfway house without you. So, give me this little thing.”
My mind stopped at her confession about alleys.
The woman could have gotten herself killed. Or worse. I don’t think she even understands there are worse things than death.
I decide it’s better for my sanity not to ask her what exactly she did before we met to find her brother. I’m not sure I’ll be able to hold back my anger, and I don’t want to spend the rest of the night arguing with her or punishing her.
While locking her gaze with my own, I crook my finger at her. The gesture makes her cheeks flush. My girl is pretty when she’s flustered. Running through her mind is a debate: to kill me or not. Lucky for me, I’ve already confiscated her weapons.
When my eyebrow lifts, she huffs and shuffles down the rest of the hallway until she’s directly in front of me. I hook my finger beneath her chin and lift it until she’s looking up at me. Those pretty eyes give her away. She’s already aroused.
“Never again.”
“Never again what?” Her brow furrows in confusion.
“You’re never again going to walk through the city at night alone. No alleys, never again. No questioning strangers alone. Never. Again.”
“Once we find him, I won’t have to.”
“That’s not the answer I want,moy malen’kiy voin.” I shake my head. This woman is going to make me pull my hair out years before my time.
“Then why don’t you just tell me what you want to hear?” She puts her hands on her hips—while her chin still rests on my grasp, she dares to have so much attitude. It’s as intoxicating as it is irritating.
My cock lengthens and stiffens in my pants. My need for this woman gets more urgent as the moments pass.
“Fine.” I nod and let her go.
Leaving her at the door, I go into the bedroom and stand beside the bed. With her full attention, I pull my shirt from my pants and unbutton it, letting it fall to the floor beside me. With one hand, I yank my undershirt from behind my neck over my head and drop that to the pile. Kicking off my shoes, I move my hands to my belt. Her perfectly pink tongue drags along her bottom lip.
“The only words I want to hear from you,moy malen’kiy voin, isDa ser. Ya tvoy.” Hooking my hands on my hips, I tilt my chin down. “Nothing else. Just those words. Say them now.”
Her cheeks are flushed and for a moment. I think she’s going to fight me on this. But then she makes the most beautiful sound as she repeats the words.
“Da ser. Ya tvoy.” She manages the accent well enough. “What does that mean?”
I shake my head. “Only the words I said. Do you understand?” I focus on her mouth, on the plumpness of her lips, the sweet turn of them as she repeats the phrase again.
“Good girl.” I crook my finger again. “Now, come here,moy malen’kiy voin.I want to undress you.”
She bites the edge of her lip; indecision plays in her eyes for a brief moment before she flicks it away and glides over to me. Her hips sway gently with each step. This woman has no idea the power her body has over me, and it’s best if she doesn’t find out just yet.
