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“What if it’sthem?”

I’m worried about that too. But I also know now that I can reach Andrei, we are safe.

“Trust that it isn’t.” I turn my back, hoping this is the right decision.

The car screeches to a halt.

“Sparrow,” is yelled, and I turn around to see him moving toward me. He pauses only for a moment before his arms are around me.

“Don’t touch her!” I hear a gun cock.

I turn to look over Andrei’s shoulder and find Dimitri in a standoff with Bronwyn. Dmitri has Lennon in his arm, cradling her body to his. With his free hand, he has a gun aimed at Bronwyn as my father tries to take Lennon from him.

“Nyet,” he growls before he moves to the back of the car while still holding her.

Andrei lifts me up and carries me to the car too. Bronwyn sits in the front passenger seat, and Mikhail climbs into the driver’s seat.

“How many bodies?” Mikhail asks, looking in the rearview mirror at me. I look down at myself and try not to cringe.

“Only one.”

“Da,” he says before he makes a call while turning the car around and heading back to Vegas.

* * *

Andrei

Bruises line her body again. Some of the blood was hers. She lost her grip on the knife and cut her own hand once or twice. I made sure the doctor checked her over thoroughly. We are at my house in Summerlin. It was closer than the condo to where we found them wandering through the Red Rock area.

The doctor heads to check on Lennon next in Dmitri’s room. He won’t let her out of his sight, and she seems to be okay with it. Bronwyn isn’t happy, but I’ll deal with that in the morning. Right now, myptitsaneeds me.

I go in search of her and find her standing in the bathroom looking at herself in the mirror. She raises her bandaged hands to her face and pushes her hair that is caked in blood back. Tears roll down her face, tracking through the dirt and blood. I move to the tub and start the water, adding a good pour of her favorite bubble bath. The room fills with the smell of strawberries. She continues to stand there staring at herself.

“Ptitsa.” My voice is gruff, and she trembles.

I move up behind her and lower the zipper on her dress. I push it down her arms and let the black sheath drop to the floor. With her back still to me, I reach around her body to unhook the front clasp of her bra. I drag the straps off her shoulders then add the delicate lace to the growing pile on the floor. Kneeling behind her, I unbuckle her shoes and help her step out of them. Next are her panties, which I drag down her legs. When I stand up, I find she is now looking at me in the mirror.

“Your eyes belong on me. Don’t focus on this.” I wave my hand over the blood. I strip off my clothes, feeling her eyes on me the whole time.

When I reach for her hand, she takes mine and we step into the large tub together. I position her between my legs, just like the last time I rescued her from Brett. There will be no more rescuing, however, because my little bird became an avenging angel and killed her tormentor.

She turns in my lap and straddles me. My cock rests between us as she leans back into the tub to drag her hair in the water to get it wet. The blood is pink as it rolls down her body. I can’t take it anymore and lift her up. I impale her on my cock. She cries out at the intrusion.

“You are mine. Always and forever. I’m never letting you go,” I say through gritted teeth as I squeeze her cheeks, opening her mouth for me. I take her in a deep kiss as she starts moving over me. The blood of our enemy rolls off her body and down into the tub. When I pull my mouth from hers, I grab the puff and squeeze it over her to remove more of the blood. She’s riding me, and when I feel her starting to clamp down, I suck her nipple in deep. She comes hard, throwing her dirty, bloody hair back, screaming my name. I lift her up and down on me a couple more times before I come deep inside her.

“I’ll be by your side always,” she tells me as she cuddles into my neck. We sit in the dirty water for a few more moments before I stand and carry her to the large shower, where I fuck her again on the bench.

As I hold her while she sleeps next to me, I reflect on the night. Brett’s body will never be found, and the Triad learned what happens when you cross me. I left three of their men broken and bloody for helping Brett kidnap my queen. Dmitri assured me he will keep Lennon in line from now on.

My cell pings from the night table, and I reach over to grab it.

Gray

Everything okay?

Me

I have my queen back. Come by in the morning for brunch to meet her.

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