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Pain unfurls in my chest. My past is as tragic as hers. The only difference is that I’ve locked it away, never to be looked at again. “I have my family. They aren’t blood relations, but Pavel and Roman are my brothers.”
“And you have Alyona,” Kira murmurs.
“Alyona is my blood, but I doubt she’ll ever consider me her family.” I say that with no bitterness. When I discovered I had a daughter, little else mattered. I wanted the best for her, to keep her safe, even if it meant she hated me for a time. I believed she would come around. But now, I’m not so sure.
“Give her time,” Kira says gently and then with a sly grin, “Did you really think threatening her would work?”
I shrug. “My methods are persuasive, if not wise.” Gathering Kira’s hair in my hands, I tilt her head, exposing her neck to me. “Did you honestly believe you would be able to kill me?”
“Yes,” she says with absolutely no hesitation.
I kiss up her neck, enjoying the little breathy moans she releases.
“I was going to stab you in your sleep.”
I nip her earlobe. “It’s like that, huh. What would you have done afterwards? How would you have hidden my body?”
“Uhh, hadn’t thought that far,” she admits.
Or maybe she has, but my prominent erection digging into her ass might be distracting her. I suck and bite on her neck, loving how she's losing control in my arms.
“That’s not much of a plan, lastochka. You would have been killed by my men on the spot. Or worse.” Unease presses down on my chest. The thought of Kira hurt or in danger twists my insides.
“I was prepared to die.” She turns in my arms, straddles my lap, and starts kissing and licking her way up my neck.
The feel of her soft lips and warm tongue on my skin is a fierce turn-on, but I’m still stuck on what she just said.
I gently pull away from her. “No.”
“No?”
“No. I don’t care what your reason is, you’re not allowed to risk your life again.”
Kira looks at me like I’ve half-lost my mind.
Maybe I have. Because the thought of something bad happening to her feels like a vice tightening around my heart. Which is a problem. Because no matter how she makes me feel, a real marriage is not in the cards for me.
“You can’t forbid me to get hurt or die.” She reaches up and threads her fingers through my hair before trailing them downmy neck, eliciting a groan from me. “These things happen,” she adds quietly.
I hold her face so she can’t look anywhere else except directly at me. “I can, and I will.”
She snorts. “Do you have the grim reaper on your payroll or something?”
“I am the grim reaper,” I tell her. Then I grab both of her ass cheeks and pull her flush against my aching length. “Now, get naked so I can make you feel alive.”
Her fingers hover over the first button of my shirt when my phone starts to buzz. I manage to resist the urge to answer for a solid minute, but when the caller tries again immediately after hanging up, I know it's urgent.
"What is it?" I snap into the receiver, seeing Pavel’s name on the screen.
“The Black Company hit one of our shipments in Vladivostok an hour ago. We’re trying to make contact with our men on the scene. So far, no luck.”
“Gavno,” I curse.
This day is back to being a fucking nightmare, just when I thought it was about to get a lot better. I desperately need to taste Kira again, to have her sit on my face while choking on my dick. But that will have to wait.
“I’ll call you back from the office,” I say to Pavel, then hang up the phone.
“Is everything okay?” Kira raises an eyebrow.
