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Kai shuts the door behind us and turns to face me. His eyes are dark with lust as he strides toward me. Suddenly, I feel like prey caught in his predator's gaze.
“You've been talking about me,” he says as he stops inches away from me.
“I haven't been talking about you,” I say defensively, trying to maintain my distance from him.
But Kai doesn't let it go. He grabs my wrist roughly and pulls me closer to him until we're chest to chest. His other hand snakes around my waist possessively.
“I don't like liars,” he says through gritted teeth. “I can forgive a lot of things, but not that.”
His words send a shiver down my spine. But at the same time, the way he's holding me so close feels intoxicatingly forbidden. My body betrays me as the heat between us intensifies, my own desire beginning to burn brightly.
“I wasn't lying,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. “We were just talking about you briefly, but not in a bad way. We talked about your brother Lennon too.”
He studies me for a long moment before finally releasing me. I step back, feeling relieved but disappointed at the sudden loss of his touch.
“Well, I didn't ask about my brother,” he says with a smirk. “Don't be late for dinner.”
He turns and walks toward his closet, leaving me feeling frustrated and confused. Is this how it's going to be between us? A constant push and pull of desire and anger? I can already tell he’s not easy to please, let alone love. But something about him draws me in, making me want to stay despite his broodiness.
Resigned to my fate, whatever it may be, I begin to walk toward the door to return to my room. But before I can reach it, Kai turns around and stops me with his hand on my shoulder.
“Where do you think you're going?” he asks with a low growl.
I turn to look up at him, confused. “Back to my room?”
“This is your room now until I say otherwise,” he informs. “Now get some rest while you still can. Andrea will bring some things that I bought for you in here. I've moved some of my things aside to make room.”
I have so many questions, but he steps around me and leaves me standing here as he exits. I'm left alone in his room, feeling a myriad of emotions that I can't quite place. A small part of me feels excited about staying in his room, being so close to him all the time. But at the same time, a nagging feeling in my mind tells me to be cautious around him and not to let my guard down.
As I begin to explore the room, I can't help but notice how different it is from my own. The bed is bigger, for one thing, with luxurious satin sheets and plush pillows. The furniture is all dark wood and leather, giving the entire room a masculine feel. I crawl into bed and snuggle into the sheets that smell like him. It doesn’t take me long to fall asleep. This is probably the best rest I’ve had so far.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Kai
Given Lennon's suggestion, I decided to put in more effort with Vasilisa. Maybe as her future husband, it is my responsibility to groom her to submit. She’s already exposed her feelings to me, so I will take the time to help her understand her kink as well as introduce her to mine. My sexual appetite is insatiable, and I don't do vanilla. Where my duties as Clan Captain are new to me and require continuous adjusting, that's only one aspect of who I am. My kink is just as much of my identity as being a Mafia heir. If we're to wed, Vasilisa needs to know both versions of me. I won't apologize for my desires or suppress them. Given our very first introduction in Persephone's apartment and what she was there to do, I don't know if I can completely forgive her, but I'm willing to give her an opportunity to redeem herself. Tonight I'm taking her to Club Luxe—the most sought-after sex club with a waitlist for membership years long. They have clubs all over the world, but none are advertised. You have to know someone and be invited to apply. Even then, you're in for a wait to be officially accepted. Depending on your membership tier, you’re granted access to any of their clubs, hence how I'm able to get into their San Francisco location.
As I lead Vasilisa into Club Luxe, I can feel her nerves radiating off her. I anticipated as much. This scene can be overwhelming for someone who's never had their eyes opened to the world of sex, where nearly anything goes. Vasilisa is far from innocent. Aside from the wild shite we’ve done in private, she’s allowed me to finger fuck her and given me a blow job, both with and without an audience. She was not only aroused by the experience, she thrived on it. Tonight, I want to see how she fares with watching instead of being watched. Does she have both voyeur and exhibitionist tendencies like me?
The club is dimly lit, with red velvet curtains draped over the walls. We venture into the next section of the club that is a bit more risqué than the front section intended to ease beginners into the scene. The air is thick with the scent of sex and sweat. People are scattered throughout the room, engaged in various acts of debauchery. A woman is tied to a wooden cross, her body being whipped by a man in a leather mask. A couple is having sex on a bed in the corner while a group of people watch and masturbate. In the center of the room is a large circle of people engaging in an orgy.
I lead Vasilisa toward the bar, where a bartender with a shaved head and thick build pours drinks.
“Can I help you?” he asks.
“Do you have any liquid courage?” she responds.
“Sure thing. How many shots of tequila would you like?”
He smiles at me knowingly. “Three shots,” I answer for her.
He places the three shots in front of us, and I push them toward her.
“This is all you,” I inform her.
“Not six this time?” she jokes. “Are you going to do one?”
“I don't need liquid courage.” I smirk.
