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"Then find somebody to love and make sure he will love you in return," Uncle Vigo suggests. I can't help but snort a bit. "Sasha, trust me on this. Somebody will offer to love you. Take it and make sure he'll fall so deeply in love with you that he'll fight for you till the end."
Uncle Vigo sounds so sincere, which makes me worry and almost laugh at the same time. He also seems so sure about somebody offering to love me, as if he has planned everything. I let go of a short laugh.“Love isn’t something somebody can pick up from the pantry, Uncle Vigo.”
“Of course not, my malyshka. Love is something you take a risk for,” Uncle Vigo sounds more serious. “Take a risk and make it worth it.”
"What is it with you and the rain?" Everything around me stops when I hear Ethan's voice. I turn around to face him. He frowns and looks away, showing me his grudge after I rejected him.
“Take a risk and make it worth it,” I repeat to Uncle Vigo before hanging up.
The rainfall becomes heavier; I can feel the drops penetrate my thick red hair and see the water stains on my coat. Ethan glares at me when I remain where I stand. He rushes to me, grabs my hand, and pulls me to the passenger seat of a . . . Lamborghini? I give him a puzzled look.
“It’s Professor Mallows’. I have to bring it where she wants it,” Ethan answers.
“Is it part of your job?”
"It's something I need to do to keep my job," Ethan smiles, and it's enough to bring back what Uncle Vigo told me. Love is taking a risk. I don't know if Ethan is the man who'll offer me love. But he's the man I long for at the moment. "You want to stay here and enjoy the rain?"
I shake my head. "Can I go with you? Let's go wild while riding this?" I try to sound excited, but Ethan can see through me.
"Is something wrong?" He nods and opens the door when I remain silent. "Let's get wild."
I look at him and softly smile. Make sure he'll fall so deeply in love with you that he'll fight for you till the end.I don't want anyone I love to fight for me till the end. Rather, I want somebody to fall deeply in love with me as I will be with him.
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Gabriel
The raindrops blur the side mirror and Sasha's reflection. Vigo must have told her as I planned. She was too easy to figure out. A few more lies and Sasha Belov will no longer be an innocent virgin. I will make her cross the path of a desperate lover. In a few weeks, she'll be an obedient pet. And once I marry her, she'll be a slave.
I glance at her, and she's still silent. Did Vigo stick with the script, or has he said something to make Sasha hesitate?
"We're here," I announce while pulling over in front of a villa. I roll down the window and allow Sasha to have a view.
Her eyes sparkle at the beauty. It's not something extravagant but still chic. It fits her longing for a less luxurious life than her father caged her in. I step out of the car, and she follows with her eyes still fixed on the villa. I look at the house for a while. This place isn't Mallows's but mine. And it's meant to be Sasha's new prison.
Sasha suddenly faces me and flashes a wide smile. A drop of rain falls on my head, but it feels like a tsunami of cold water washing my evil thoughts. My heart stops for a moment until a memory of an almost same warm smile tickles it.Mama.Suddenly, I feel like I'm home.
My mother always had that warm smile when I came home from school. Her eyes always light up with delight, enough to make me excited about spending the rest of the day with her.
No!I quickly look away from Sasha. She can't have the same smile – no – she doesn't deserve the same smile that her father destroyed. What she deserves is the same suffering her father designed for my mother. Sasha has to cry the pain of being nothing but a slave – with no reason to live but all the reasons to die. But unlike my mother, who I loved and will love until the day I die, Sasha Belov will never feel love from anyone – especially from me.
"Wow. That's the wildest forty minutes I had in my life," I tease.
Sasha’s smiles become wider. “I’m sorry. The truth is, I don’t know how to be wild,” she confesses.Stop smiling!The rain turns the breeze into cold, but her smile fills me with heat more than any of the women I enslaved ever did. She points at the villa and asks, "Should we trash the place?"
"Trash the place?" I laugh at her juvenile suggestion. Sasha's cheeks slowly turn darker pink when I walk closer to her. She gasps when I slide my arms around her hips and level my face on hers. "I know exactly how to trash this place."
Before Sasha can utter a word, I slide my lips between hers. When I feel her reluctance to kiss back, I thrust my tongue into her mouth and tease her tongue. It’s a risky move that can scare Sasha away, but I trust Vigo told her something that will make her do something unexpected.
My kiss startles her, so she stiffens her mouth. Her tongue backs away every time I touch it. When I corner it, Sasha gulps; her lips close and squeeze my lips. The taste must have intrigued her again, and she slowly moves her lips along with mine, subtly answering my kiss.
Sasha takes her hands out from her pockets and grabs my jacket. Her tongue stops retreating and tries to push away mine, allowing me to swivel my tongue around it. As Sasha counters my every move to explore her mouth, our kisses deepen and become more passionate. Gently, she moans into my mouth. Her hands slowly travel to my chest until she clings to my neck.
I rejoice at my victory. Whatever Vigo told her on the phone is working. Sasha will be mine to take for the night. After intoxicating her with fierce kisses, I move my lips to explore the taste of her neck. Her shoulders rise as if to defend her neck from my sucking kisses. To calm her, I return my lips to her face and shower her with kisses while massaging her shoulders.
“I want you to be mine tonight, Sasha,” I whisper into her ears.
Her body becomes warmer; she breathes louder and deeper. I feel her desire through her kiss. Sasha is about bloom into a wildflower, ready to be plucked. I only need to convince her that this is what she wants – the moment to become a woman with a man who promises her love.
