Page 73 of Deviant Virtue


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I laughed it off; however, the butterflies in my stomach were too loud. I prayed no one could hear them. He took my hand and led me towards the dance floor, where couples were already gathered.

“I better be the only woman you’re saying that to.” It was mainly to tease him, but the sudden burst of emotion that swirled in my chest was hard to ignore.

He was quick to respond, and the way his green eyes darkened made my stomach twitch. “From the moment I saw you, no other woman existed.”

“Good.” I grinned. “Because I’d just have them killed.”

His chuckle vanished immediately. Eyebrows furrowed, he glanced at my arm. “What the fuck happened?”

The sleeve had slipped lower than it should’ve, because of the bandage. I quickly pulled it up and intertwined my fingers around his neck. One of his hands was on my lower back, pulling me closer to his body. The other was gripping my hip. It was sensational, it was exceptional. It was only his touch that was able to make me feel.

“It was me defending myself from that lunatic Brianne,” I lied. “She attacked me and well… may she rest in peace.”

A low sigh escaped his mouth as he brought his head closer to mine. An inch separated us. An inch was enough to throw away any rationality I had left. Nothing about this man was rational. It was extreme, and I never knew how much I liked extreme until this moment.

“Good.” He placed a small kiss on my forehead.

Involuntarily, a smile touched my lips. I felt giddy as a wave of excitement came over me.

“I would’ve made her suffer for even thinking of harming you.”

“No need—I took care of that.”

Davorin put some distance between us, and I instantly missed the proximity. Slowly, he twirled me around. The dancing made me breathe heavier, the feeling of his hands sensationally roaming my body making goosebumps appear.

“The guards you assigned didn’t do a good job of preventing me from leaving,” I noted.

Davorin was confused. “What guards? I only told Brianne to stall you.”

I blinked. The bitch had lied—but not entirely. As Rhea and I had been getting on her helicopter, I’d noticed two people in his yard, and they hadn’t come with Rhea. I’d passed it off as poor service from Davorin’s men.

“Well, someone was at your house.”

He hissed under his breath. “And if that’s not bad enough, your father and brother just arrived.”

Davorin spun us around, our fingers laced together as I rested my chin on his shoulder. I ignored the way his cologne made me feel and focused on the two men that had finally made their appearance. Bogdan walked a few steps ahead, with Viktor and two bodyguards closely behind.

Aleksei stepped forward and shook hands with both of them. As if they weren’t family, as if they weren’t blood. As if they were strangers that wished harm on the empire Aleksei had torn down and rebuilt with his own two hands and a lot of blood and sweat.

I tried reading their lips, my curiosity making me unaware of my surroundings. They were too far away, but I was able to perfectly observe the sour look on Viktor’s face once he noticed that the intruders he’d placed were gone.

“Stay by my side, Kaya.” Davorin wasn’t telling me; he was begging me, and it made my heart race. “Please. I can’t allow you to wander off and get yourself hurt.”

I smiled. “Thank you, but if you and my brother stick to my genius plan, nothing can possibly go wrong.”

Davorin sighed and led me back towards the bar. He ordered me another glass of what I’d had earlier, and one for himself. “Yes, but your father is… a man who shouldn’t be taken lightly. Viktor is an idiot, and I’d like nothing more than to punch him in the face, but I’ll leave that to you.”

I understood the meaning behind his words. “The chances of them predicting this are there, but not high. And if they did catch on, I would notice. I’ll never allow myself to fall into a trap, Davorin.”

“I’m not doubting your self-awareness. But I’m not doubting their abilities either.”

I sighed and drank the whiskey in one big sip then returned the glass, slamming it onto the bar. The bartender flinched. I took a step closer to Davorin; his gaze had darkened at the sight of my fury.

All the memories and thoughts of my brother and father that I’d repressed had made their way to the surface. It had made me unnecessarily angry, and Davorin doubting my abilities only made the situation worse.

“I’m doing this.” I took another step. “You can either back me up or back the fuck up. It’s your choice, but don’t get in my way.”

“Yes, little lion—your wish is my command.”

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