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“She means that much to you?” Dmitri asks.
I swing around and take him in before I turn back to Mikhail. “She is everything. I will make her my wife. Fill her with my cum until she has my baby. She will be my queen.”
“I’m sorry for ever doubting you,” Mikhail says and nods at me. “I’ll find her.”
“Please,” I say softly as I move from the room back to my office. I don’t beg, but for her I will. I feel someone following me, but I don’t stop until I get to my computer, where I can see her images from yesterday. Was it just last night that I had her in my arms?
“I know how McCall got the money. It could be where she is.” Dmitri’s voice breaks me from my thoughts. I look up to see Mikhail followed us in too.
“Who?” Mikhail demands.
“MacEvoy,” Dmitri says. I reach for the office phone and dial his number.
“Morosov,” he answers, his slight Irish accent comes across the line.
“MacEvoy.” I pause to get control of my emotions before he realizes how much Sparrow means to me. “I understand you fronted McCall for the game.”
“I did.” I have him on speaker so the others can hear our conversation. I look over as Mikhail starts typing quickly on his laptop.
“I thought we had an understanding regarding McCall.” I can’t keep the grit out of my voice. I called him personally, and we agreed he wouldn’t allow Brett to get into further debt.
MacEvoy bitterly laughs and the hair on the back of my neck rises. Something is up. “I’ll be collecting that collateral after the game. I’m going to enjoy her so much.” I snap the pen in my hand as he continues to laugh. Ink spurts everywhere, and I grind my molars together, locking my jaw. “I hate that I have to wait until after the game though. Such a pity. She’s a fucking virgin.” He doesn’t know how close he is to death. I rise slowly from my chair and lean over my desk, putting my face close to the cell phone so he doesn’t mistake my words.
“I’ll kill you with my bare hands if you touch her. I’ve claimed her already. She is mine,” I growl, not caring that he’ll now have more leverage. But he’ll also realize how serious the situation is, how close to death he’s come.
“What?” he yells into the phone, and I hear a commotion over the line.
“You heard me, MacEvoy. I was waiting until she was eighteen, which is very soon. That’s why I asked you not to front McCall. He’s been taking money and stealing from her to gamble. She’s his own fucking sister. And she’s a fucking minor.” I know how much MacEvoy honors family. How much he values little sisters, because he has one himself.
“She’s his fucking sister? He told me she was just a random that he knew. That she wanted to get some extra money and was willing to use her virginity to get it.” I can hear the snarl in his tone.
“I’ll take her from your hands for the marker amount. Where do you have her hidden?” This explains why she’s missing.
“I don’t. He told me he was taking her somewhere because she was worried and scared where she was at.” He sighs, and I can almost hear him shake his head.
“Blyad,” I spit out the Russian curse word for “fuck” as I pull the hair tie from my hair.
“He’s supposed to bring her to me after the game. It’s his way of making sure I don’t take the money back or turn on him.”
“She’ll be eighteen soon. That’s the reason he’s keeping her from you.” I sit down heavily in my chair. All the stress tightens my body. I have to find her. “Where could he have taken her? I’ll still pay the marker amount.”
“There is interest.” I can hear the cogs rolling in his suka brain. He’s a bitch as far as I’m concerned. I could start a war with him over him taking my woman. I should have brought her in when I first saw her. I could have hidden her at my house while I stayed in the condo so I wouldn’t be tempted to fuck her.
“I’ll pay three quarters,” I offer, not a care for the money. The next thing I offer him is something I very rarely do. “I’ll also give you a seat in the game so you can get even with McCall where he’ll least expect it.”
“I’d like to break his fecking legs for lying to me. He said she was the illegitimate daughter of some casino owner.” He pauses a moment and then chuckles. “Is she your brother’s?” His laugh gets higher pitched and I rub my temples where a headache is forming. I can’t believe this asshole.
“No. She was raised as his sister. Maybe you can ask him, and we can get this figured out.”
“I’ll take the three quarters and the seat. Are you going to sit in too?”
I sit in on the games occasionally. It’s been several months since I last did. But right now, I want to hit McCall down several pegs. And if I can wipe the poker table with him, it would be good.
“You know I will.”
He laughs again. “Between the two of us, we can wipe him out.” He hangs up on that comment, and I look up at Mikhail.
“What do you have?”
