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I cock an eyebrow at her, not denying it. “You’re not telling me his name?”
“No. Now stop asking.”
Running my tongue against my teeth, I nod at her. “Okay.” I get up and in one swift move I grab her by the back of the neck, forcing her up.
“What are you doing!”
“It seems you haven’t learned your lesson from earlier.”
Dragging her to the bedroom, I throw her on the bed.
“You’re fucking insane,” she hisses.
I’m glad to see her fighting back again. I do love her rebellious personality. “How does a spanking sound right now?”
“Not good!”
“Aw, too bad.”
I grab her harm as I sit on the bed and pull her onto my lap. I yank up the hem of the shirt she’s wearing to uncover her ass.
“It’s still red from earlier,” I notice.
“Then don’t spank me!” she shrieks as she starts squirming.
“Last chance. Want to tell me his name?”
She takes a deep breath and huffs, dejected. “Peter Hart.”
I slap her backside gently, making her jump from surprise rather than anything else. “You can be such a good girl,” I tease. “Thank you. Now I can fuck you without having to spank you first.”
Grabbing her waist, I throw her back on the bed. This time, she spreads her legs happily as I grab a condom from the nightstand. I spend less time torturing her and instead more time licking her sweet pussy to prepare her. When I finally push inside her, a small whimper escapes her lips and I kiss them to swallow it.
“Is it still sore?” I ask once I’m all the way inside her.
“Y-yeah,” she pants. “But I like it. Fuck me hard, Sir.”
I’m too happy to execute. I fuck her like I have a right to do so. And I fuck her because I know she belongs to me.
When she comes on my dick, I finally let myself explode before I roll off her. She comes to rest her head on my chest, yawning and getting comfortable in my arms. My hand strokes her hair she falls asleep on me.
I’m still not asleep when my phone vibrates next to me. Seeing the name that appears on my screen, I untangle from Haley’s sleeping form and hurry out of the room. I don’t pick up until I’m in the kitchen.
“Boss,” I say in a serious tone.
His low voice resonates on the other side of the phone. “How’s Katya?”
I lean against the counter and run a hand through my hair. “She’s fine. She has no idea you sent me to keep an eye on her.”
“Good. Keep it that way.”
I take a deep breath and look around the room. “Viktor,” I huff. “I’m doing you this favor until she graduates because you got me out of prison, but after that I want my old job back.”
There’s a soft, mocking laugh on the other end of the line. “As far as I remember, you wanted to become a History teacher before you started working for me.”
“Yeah, and then I changed careers. Drastically. I wasn’t exactly built to be a kind, History teacher.” My past is more complicated than that just changing my mind about teaching, but the end result is the same; I left my normal life and went to work for the Bratva.
“You were the enforcer stupid enough to get yourself in prison. I’m the one who did you a favor by getting you out. I’m not exactly sure what you’re trying to negotiate here.”
