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“What happened, Andrei? Wereyouin a fight?” I cringe at my obvious question, but he doesn’t give me a stinging look. Andrei strides back into the bedroom, carefully removing his tattered suit jacket. The cuffs of his white shirt are smeared with blood.
“Andrei, what happened?” I plead.
But he refuses to answer while gingerly stripping off the rest of his soiled and torn clothes.
“I’m upset,” I explain desperately. “Because I’ve never seen you like this before.”
“Like what? Beaten?”His gaze narrows, darkening with each word. “My opponents look worse than I do, dear. Does that make you feel better?” He pulls off his shirt, and his body is still solid and strong. His skin has a few marks, and I’m relieved that his injuries may only be superficial.
But the bitterness in his tone and his disregard for my feelings only increases my anger. “What you do affects our child, Andrei. I have a right to know what happened.”
He stops undressing and glares at me until I shiver. “Then why did you keep your pregnancy a secret from me?”
I swallow hard but don’t answer.
He scoffs. “Were you planning on leaving with my child? You know I’d never let that happen.”
My voice finds strength. “Is that why you weren’t rough with me last night? Because of the baby? It means more to you than me.”
His mouth twists into a scowl. “Our baby is important to both of us.”
I swallow hard, knowing that’s the truth. The baby is keeping us together until it is born, even if I don’t think Andrei desires anything else from me besides his stolen money and our unborn child.
“Is Viktor safe?” I ask, changing the subject.
He looks at me with a dangerous flicker in his eyes. “Are you worried I killed him?”
I vigorously shake my head, hoping he’s joking.
Andrei speaks plainly. “Igor Karamazov attended the private meeting I organized with the Novikovs. He said he was just a mediator and had nothing to do with the wedding massacre. We got into a fight after I refused to believe him.”
“That was reckless,” I tell him. “What if you had been killed?”
“Then you would be free.”
“That’s not what I want,” I reply, “not anymore.”
“Why the change of heart? Is it the baby?” He smirks. “You will be a wealthy widow if my enemies get a hold of me.”
I flinch but don’t argue with Andrei.
Let him think whatever he wants. I won’t confess how much my emotions have changed, but I’m afraid that my eager gaze gives me away. Standing in front of me in his boxers, his body is fit and powerful like a warrior, but graceful, without the overdeveloped muscles favored by most of his guards. Andrei is tight, skillful, and more dangerous because of it.
I begin to walk away from him, but then Andrei pins my body against the ensuite doorframe. His erection—hot and hard—presses against my body as his hands start tugging at my clothes.
“No,” he says. “You asked for this, and now you’ll get it.”
Chapter 29
Paige
I smell the sweat on Andrei and see blood smeared across his glowing skin. It turns me on, knowing what he’s done, though I claim to hate it. It has the opposite effect—his sweaty, bloodied skin touching mine—and works like an aphrodisiac.
Andrei tugs my hips against his pelvis, and I relax into him, willing him to go farther. He slides his large hands along my hips until he’s firmly holding the curve of my ass. Andrei lifts me up, and instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his shoulders.
“Careful of your bruise,” I whisper, looking into his eyes. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
He smiles cruelly. “You can’t hurt me even if you try.”
