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“The usual. More shit I have to deal with.” I roll down my sleeves and reach for my suit jacket. “This will take a while.”
She nods and sits back on her haunches. “You know, I might be able to help. The Kozlov Bratva has come up against a triad before. I have knowledge about how they work.”
I stand, shrugging my suit jacket onto my shoulders. Not much I can do about the raging hard-on. “I know you’re smartand capable, but I don’t want to get you caught up in my syndicate’s drama. Sometimes the less you know, the better.”
“Back to this 'delicate lady' act? As if I can't handle more,” she scoffs.
I lean forward, brushing my lips softly against hers. “Please, let me protect you from all the bullshit.”
She rolls her eyes. “Fine. Guess I’ll go back to the room and get myself off tonight since you won’t be around to do the job.” The look she flashes me is pure evil.
I grip her wrists in one hand and lift her chin with my other. “What did we discuss earlier? Your pussy is mine, and you’re not allowed to touch yourself without my permission.”
She pouts. “I think that rule is bullshit.”
“I’m serious—there will be hell to pay if you touch yourself below the belt tonight. Don’t think I won’t be watching. There are cameras everywhere,” I warn her.
“Or you could let me be part of your meeting. My brothers always did. They valued my opinions. You might too.”
I firm my voice. “I do value your opinion, but it’s not happening.” I know she's capable, but I can't bear the thought of her getting caught up in my tarnished world, even if it’s the world she comes from. I want better for her. “I need to go now. Don’t disobey me or I’ll be forced to take action.”
“Again with the spanking? I thought you’d be a little more creative.”
Jesus, my wife is a brat.
“I’m plenty creative. Don’t test me to see.” Kissing her on the head, I leave the room with the distinct feeling that she has no plans to heed my warning.
“What do we know?”I bark as soon as I enter the office.
Konstantin has already set up a conference call with Roman, Pavel, and Viktor.
Pavel is the first one to speak. “They blew up our transport truck as it was coming out of the port. It only contained empty bottles and labels, but it will put our production behind by at least a week. All three of our men were killed on-site.”
My fists clench on the desk in front of me. “How did they find out about our shipment?”
Viktor clears his throat. “One of our port guys was bought out. We found the digital trail showing he tipped off the Black Company about our shipment." There’s a pause. “He was killed in a shootout with our soldiers, but we’re hacking into his phone to see if we can ID his Black Company contact.”
I slam my hand down onto the desk. "Fuck."
I'm already on a short fuse. I should be buried inside Kira’s tight little cunt now, not managing this mess.
“I might have something to warm your cold heart,” Roman offers.
“What is that?”
“We’ve captured Leung, the Black Company operative that turned Henri Blanchet. Caught him on the CCTV at Teatralnaya Station and figured out he has a flat nearby. He’s being transported to the warehouse as I speak.”
“That does warm my heart.” I crack my knuckles, grateful that I don’t surround myself with total idiots. “Start questioning him tonight. The sooner we know the Black Company’s plans, the better. I’ll fly back to Moscow tomorrow.”
“We’re on it,” Pavel assures me.
The conversation moves on with Roman and Pavel talking about the measures they’re enacting to contain the Black Company’s damage, but my mind keeps wandering into the next room.
Is Kira behaving, or is she purposely disobeying me?
I pull out my phone and open the encrypted app that shows me all camera angles in the penthouse suite. It’s the first thing we do whenever we’re in a new location. At first, I can’t locate Kira anywhere in our bedroom, and a small prick of panic builds. But soon enough, I find her luxuriating in the giant tub in the en suite.
I smile. She looks relaxed and comfortable, bubbles up to her neck. She’s being a good girl.
