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Her whole presence is. I don’t know the reason, but she’s been becoming more and more beautiful. To the point where I often have these dark thoughts about locking her up where no one can see.
To the point where I’m on the edge whenever she’s not here.
Like right now.
She and the others are doing the rounds downstairs, but I couldn’t be bothered to show interest in that. Tonight, the Pakhan is throwing a party that no one knows the reason behind.
Everyone is expected to be there, though, including our families, and if anyone misses it, there will be repercussions.
So I actually have to put up with Yulia’s presence. The look on her face after everything falls in place might be worth it, though.
“Boss.” Viktor’s voice breaks the silence as he stares at me.
“Hmm?”
“Are you still not going to tell us what went down in the room with Igor and the Pakhan two nights ago?”
“No.”
“Since when do you hide things from me?”
“You’re not my wife last I checked.”
“That’s nonsense. You don’t have to tell your wife everything. But you have to tell me.”
I smile, but I don’t say anything.
“Boss.”
“What now?”
“Remember when you told me Lipovsky likes men?”
The card I’m holding remains suspended in midair as I lift my head and look at Viktor. “I do. What about it?”
“I think the man he likes is you.”
It takes superhuman strength to stop my lips from curving into a smirk and, instead, speak in a casual tone. “Oh? What made you come to that conclusion?”
“He watches you all the time.”
“You watch me all the time, too. Does that mean you like me, Viktor?”
His solemn expression doesn’t change. “This is different. He has this weird look on his face, and he does it when you’re not paying attention.”
Interesting.
“I’m sure it’s nothing.” I place two cards together.
“Or it is something, and you need to be careful.”
“Me? Careful of Lipovsky?”
“Well, he’s the night guard. Maybe I should take over for now.”
“Nonsense.” I wave him away.
Just in time, the door opens, and Sasha walks inside with Yuri and Maksim on either side of her.
Would it be possible to send those two on a holiday for the next two years?
Actually, make that ten years.
“We should go back to the house so you can get ready for tonight’s party.” She speaks in her calm ‘manly’ voice.
Her hair is growing longer again and reaches below her ears. It’s like she does it on purpose to feel like a woman again, but then when she starts looking too feminine, she cuts it off.
“Everyone but Lipovsky out.”
Yuri and Maksim nod and step out. Viktor, however, narrows his eyes before he does the same.
Once the door closes behind them, Sasha releases a breath. “You really need to stop doing that, or they’ll suspect something is going on.”
“I don’t give a fuck what they think.” I tap the desk in front of me. “Come here.”
She sighs and turns the lock before she walks in my direction. Ever since that time Rai caught us, she doesn’t take any chances.
Once she’s within touching distance, I clutch her by the wrist and pull her so that she’s caged between my thighs and her back is against my desk.
Her hands instinctively fall on my shoulders, and she inhales deeply. I love how her neck becomes a light shade of red whenever she’s embarrassed or horny. Right now, I’m going to bet on the second.
I start to slowly remove her pants, and she grabs onto me harder. I’m being a tease, and she hates it as much as she loves it.
My hand slides up her inner thigh and stops right above her core as I whisper, “Besides, Viktor already suspects you.”
Her face falls, and she stiffens. “W-what?”
“He told me you look at me weird, and since he knows you’re gay, he thinks you like me.”
“Wait. How did he assume that I’m gay?”
“I told him that over a year ago when he warned me that you might be a threat to Karina.”
“You told him I’m gay?”
“I told him you’re attracted to men, which is true. He concluded the rest on his own.”
Once I rid her of the pants and boxer briefs, I lift her so that she’s sitting on the desk, then I throw her legs over my shoulders.
“Kirill! How can you think about sex when we have this situation?”
“It’s nothing.”
“But—”
“He’s Viktor. So when I say it’s nothing, I mean it.” I slap her inner thigh when she starts to wiggle free. “Now, stay still so I can have my dinner.”
Her whole body stiffens, but it soon loosens as I stroke my fingers over her folds and clit. “So wet and ready for me, Solnyshko. Your cunt sure knows how to welcome me home.”
And then I’m diving in. I tongue-fuck her fast and hard the way she likes.
Her moans echo in the air, and she slaps one hand on her mouth while the other holds her steady on the desk. I stop now and again to look up and see the ethereal view of her head thrown back in the middle of the ruined house of cards, legs shaking and lips parted.
