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“You are to be my wife, Valentina. You no longer work for me. Sam has been informed of the change by Lev and has changed the sets to compensate.”
“What the fuck!” I scream. “You have no right to stop me from dancing. If I wish to dance, that is my right, not yours. I also want to earn my own money. I will not be a kept woman until you tire of me. How dare you take my freedom from me!” I roar.
“NO WIFE OF MINE WILL DANCE FOR ANYBODY ELSE BUT ME. DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND ME, VALENTINA!” Kai growls back at me.
“Argh!” I scream at the top of my lungs and pick up my tea and throw it at the wall. I start picking up random things and chuck them too. Nobody has the right to take my freedom from me. I’m dancing not stripping, for fuck’s sake. Even if I were, he met me while I was doing that so what gives him the idea I’d ever give it up.
Kai grabs me, twists me around and throws me over his shoulder. I’m kicking and screaming trying to land a hit on him that hurts. He ignores me and just spanks my arse hard as he continues to walk toward his room.
“I will not give up my dancing for you, you overgrown neanderthal. You have no right at all to quit my job for me. I’ll fucking cut your bollocks off in your sleep for this Kai. I swear, you fucking arsehole!”
Kai just sniggers and gets to his room, closing the doors behind him. If he thinks he’s chaining me up again he can fuck right off!
Chapter 9
Valentina
I sit with my legs tucked underneath me, sulking like a five-year-old who’s told she can’t have a pony. My reason for sulking though is a red raw arse, after Kai has yet again punished me with his fucking belt. The arsehole has also told me I can no longer dance at his club. If the fucker thinks he can stop me dancing, he has another thing coming.
He is currently sitting next to me on his phone, talking or messaging people, while a six-women team is fussing around us trying to show us a selection of wedding attire. I couldn’t give a fuck if I wear a bin bag, to be honest, and am currently ignoring everyone.
That is until two of the women are whispering away in the corner. So far they have taken every opportunity to flash their tits at Kai. Now, one pushes her luck a bit too far. She runs her hand up Kai’s arm and rests it on his shoulder, trying to whisper something seductively in his ear, and I’ve had enough. I reach over Kai and grab the hand she has on his shoulder, bending it back to the point of snapping. She squeals in agony and the room goes silent instantly, but I couldn’t give a fuck. Kai ends his call abruptly and stares at me.
“Do you normally flirt with all the grooms? Try and flash your fake tits at them in hopes of a quicky in the bathroom. Well, you picked the wrong groom today bitch. For disrespecting me I should snap your scrawny fucking neck but instead, I’ll give you ten seconds to get your arse out of here. Tick Tock bitch.”
I release her hand.
“I wasn’t…”
I slap her so hard around the face it echoes through the room and she staggers back, holding her face. Luka sniggers and Lev’s mouth is agape. I still haven’t looked at Kai’s reaction, I couldn’t care less. It was me she was disrespecting.
“Ten, nine…”
She runs out of the penthouse crying, still holding her cheek. I turn to the other prick tease with a malevolent grin on my face, and she cowers.
“Bitch I suggest you leave too, before I make you.”
She bolts out of the door after her friend. I sit back down positioning my sore arse gently on the seat. I look to the remaining team and smile demurely as though I have not just slapped their colleague.
“You may continue if it will hurry things along a bit. I want a simple gown, with a small trail in ivory. Mr Filippov will have a blue suit, white shirt and brown shoes; whilst you’re at it, make matching suits for Luka and Lev. We will also forward you the details for his father and brother. Have two pale blue bridesmaid dresses selected, one in a size twelve for Sam and we will also forward the size for Kai’s sister. They will come for a fitting Friday afternoon, make sure any alterations to the dresses or suits are completed by the night and the suits sent to our apartment. Chop chop ladies.”
I sit back with a smile on my face when they scurry around trying to get what I’ve asked for. I get up to go and grab myself a drink and Kai grasps my wrist, pulling me onto his lap in the process.
“Where are you going my Little Vixen?”
“I was just going to get a drink.”
“Lev, can you organise some drinks for me and Valentina? Also, call Misha while you are there and tell him I want him and Pasha here in an hour.”
“Of course, boss.”
Lev leaves the room smirking and Luka smiles at me and sends me a wink. I hide my smile and try to remove myself from Kai’s lap. He doesn’t seem to like that though, and tightens his grip on my waist. I sigh and try to make myself a bit more comfortable on his lap. I also try to ignore his raging erection that is currently digging into my very sore arse.
“Miss Ivanov, could we get you to try this dress on behind the screen please.” The dressmaker asks.
I get up from Kai’s lap and this time there is no argument from him; he releases me with a hard slap on my arse. I look back at him with an icy glare and he has the audacity to smirk at me. I sigh heavily and retreat behind the screen, to see what dress they have chosen for my fake wedding. What a waste of money and time when we could have just hired an official to come here to marry us.
When I look at the dress hanging in front of me, I gasp and put my hand over my mouth too late. Everyone has heard me and Kai is instantly on alert.
