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Kirill releases an exasperated breath. “War is the last thing to think about, not the first.”
“Maybe we should kill them all before the Colombians get involved.” Damien widens his eyes as if he’s come up with the most genius idea.
“Declaring war on our allies is a sure way to have everyone riot against us,” Vladimir explains calmly, slowly, as if he’s speaking to a kid.
“We’ll kill them, too.” Damien grins.
“Shut the fuck up, Orlov,” Mikhail snarls.
“Or what? You’ll unleash your pussy-whipped soldiers on me?”
“My pussy-whipped soldiers, and even my whores, have more common sense than you.”
“Point is,” Igor cuts off Damien and Mikhail’s quarrel. “We need that partnership with the Italians.”
“I’ll have something for you soon,Pakhan,” I say.
“How soon?” Sergei doesn’t hide his pleasure.
“Before the deal with the Colombians.”
“Now we’re talking.” Kirill smirks. “What’s your method?”
I take my time sipping from my coffee, letting its bitter edge coat my throat. “That doesn’t matter. The results I bring do.”
“As usual.” Sergei raises his glass of juice in my direction and I raise my cup.
Kirill is still watching me, no doubt wanting to figure out my method, but no one will know my in with the Italians.
If it were a few days ago, I would’ve told them all about Lia Morelli, but after today, she’ll remain locked between me and myself.
She’s now my secret.
Dirty.
Dangerous.
And entirely fucked-up.
10
Lia
My life goes on.
Or at least that’s what I’d like to believe a week later.
In my attempt to gather myself together, I pretend that my life does go on. That I didn’t witness a murder, didn’t kiss the murderer, then fantasize about fucking him and come by his stimulations. Twice.
Because that orgasm when I was drunk? Yeah that wasn’t entirely me. I was merely adding a little friction to the avalanche he’d already caused by playing with my nipples.
I can blame all that on how sensitive they are or how drunk I was, but the fact remains that I was turned on by him, by his presence and calm savageness.
But that wasn’t all. I asked him to fuck me.
In my drunken state, I nearly begged him to take what he wanted. Yes, I thought it’d hasten the process for him to leave me alone, but a hidden part of me craved that depravity.
Maybe too much so.
