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Her skin gleams and her muscles flex as she seduces a room full of ruthless killers tracking every roll of her hips.
Warring against possessive rage coursing through me, I force my hand open. My vision doubles before settling on the angry crescent grooves carved in my flesh from the violent dig of my fingernails. Pain I inflicted on myself the minute the hazy spotlight shone on her profile ripping the air from my lungs. The sting the only thing keeping me grounded in the moment and the worst of my fury at bay.
The sultry song fades away and a primal beat takes over, the sound wild and chaotic. Nikoletta’s fingers skitter over the ridges of her collarbone and settle along the back of her neck where she gives one tie a firm tug.
Goddammit.
The heavy drum of my heart echoes through me into my skull, dulling the lusty beat of the song pumping through the club.
“Ahhh, now there’s the look of a man who feels our Bee’s sting. She intrigues you, yes?”
The image of my fist crushing his nose, driving the cartilage and bone straight into his brain with a satisfying splatter of blood over my skin is the only relief from the seething rage boiling my blood. The betrayal of my nickname for Nikoletta rolling off his slick tongue cutting me to the bone.
The roaring in my ears grows, and my jaw aches from the force of my clenched teeth. She used my pet name for her. For a moment, I can’t speak. Of all the names she could have chosen… she chose one born of affection and love for the one light of my life. The need to punish her for sullying the purest form of affection I could give her engulfs me, leaving a red haze before my eyes.
“Where did you find her?” My voice is cool and even, despite the betrayal pumping through my blood.
“Why, she heard about my club, of course.”
Pompous fucker.
“She brazenly forced her way past my men and straight into my office. Demanded a job.” The slick son of a bitch leans back against the leather next to me like we’re the best of friends.
One thrust of my blade between the ribs and I could watch him bleed out right here as he struggled for air through the lung I gleefully punctured.
“Ah, yes, full of fire in those golden eyes, that one. She’s going to be fun to break,” Silas says with a nod as he crosses his ankle over his knee, going for the hard sell. “She stormed in, shook her sleek hair back, puffed those incredible tits out, all confidence and bluster. But I saw her, the innocence she tries to bury with false bravado. You see it too, don’t you?”
Step by step, she makes her way onto floor level. The way she moves to the animalistic beat, the slight hesitation before every step building the anticipation. She’s a maiden lost in a dangerous, unfamiliar world. Travel worn, desperate, but still she clings to her pride. The air drips with sex. Primal and hungry, the darkness ripples. Men devour her every move, shifting in their seats, leaning closer. A hand darts out from the darkness, clasps the strings of her top, and pulls hard enough she fights for balance.
I grasp for every shred of my training to override my intoxicating sense of instinct and possession, and stay in my seat.
With every glide, turn, and arm movement designed to give her a bit of modesty, she continues to dance, giving us all tantalizing glimpses of the sway of her breasts and those tight nipples just begging to be touched, pinched, and sucked until she’s writhing… fucking hell. I shift in my seat and bite back a growl.
“Perhaps a closer look.” Silas snaps and crooks a finger at her, earning a quick glare before she plasters a smile back on her face.
That’s my girl. Right there.
She takes her time working her way over to us. Every second she makes Silas wait deepens the grimace on his face. The minute she’s within reach, he wraps his fingers around her hip, his hand slipping behind the high slit in her skirt.
I reach for him, but she beats me to it, and grabs his wrist, sinking her nails into his skin until he lets go.
The look on his face promises retribution. “Touch her,” he commands, the words rough with anger.
I swivel my head and pin him with a stare of pure hatred. Is this what he intends to do? Prance her around to these men, encouraging them to grope her, violate her, stain her.
He’ll die tonight—screaming in a puddle of his own piss and despair.
Reaching for her hand, I turn her until her back is to me and stand. Her familiar scent teases me, the musky sweetness of jasmine and lemon that grows sweeter with the heat of her skin. I lean into her until her back is pressed against my chest. For just a second, I graze the crown of her hair with my nose and breathe her in.
A shiver courses through her and vibrates into me at our proximity, the liberty I’m taking with her right now cementing my place in hell.
Gliding my hands along her thighs, I catch the strings and raise them around the back of her neck, tying her bodice back in place. Shielding what’s been mine to protect for eighteen years. What will continue to be mine for the half-million dollars my men guard at this very moment. Money meant to secure a shipment of guns for our arsenal in the upcoming war against Maksim and Vlad.
The minute I get her out of here, I’ll have to get in touch with her brother to replace the cash before we have an even bigger war on our hands. No doubt Silas intends to hold this money for a time before turning it over to Nikoletta, if he ever had any intention of turning it over to her at all. Not that I’ll let him keep a dime of it. But one problem at a time and right now, I need another half million to keep the whole deal from going sideways. If the boy is as smart as I think he is, he has it secured in a safe at his bar uptown.
And this is just the beginning.
Because she’s supposed to be in Paris where Nikolaj is looking for her as we speak. The timing of this exchange was meant to keep Maksim and Vlad’s attention off Paris and draw them as far from Nikoletta as possible.
