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“I’m not?”
“Not if you wish to live another day.”
“Understood, brother.” Wait—is he going to marry one of the Petrov sisters?
He stands up and says, “Excuse me, Petrov, Mrs. Romanov. I must speak with Natalya privately.” He takes my hand without waiting for anyone to agree, dragging me straightout of the sitting room. I turn back to see my mother raise her hand to our guards to allow it, and before I know it, we’re standing beside his vehicle.
“Hello to you as well, Mr. Semyonov.”
“What did I tell you, Princess?”
“I don’t know. I was too young for you?” I sass.
“I warned you about flaunting your pussy in front of me again.”
“Flaunting? How?” Has he lost his mind? I look down at my knees, which are pushed together, and you can’t see my panties.
“You’re fucking out here meeting with Anatoly Petrov for no other reason than a marriage option. If you thought for a fucking bloody second that I wouldn’t know about it, you are wrong. Extremely wrong. There is nothing about you that I’m not aware of.” He’s seething, and I can see the color of his eyes darken with every word out of his vicious mouth.
I wanted him, but he left me and didn’t even wish me a happy birthday. “It seems you weren’t aware of my birthday.” What kind of piece of shit does that? With the way he’s acting, you’d think he would have beaten down my door two months ago when I became legal.
He’s quiet, face hardening, and doesn’t say a word. “Well, if that’s all. I should get back to my mother and Anatoly. I’d hate to keep him waiting. It’s rude, you know.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you? In, now,” he snarls, holding the door open. I don’t move, so he picks me up and places me into the seat as the SUV takes off.
Chapter Seven
Ilya
I give my driver commands to take us to my compound in Omsk because I don’t want to waste a minute with my bride. She’s asking for me to kill my friend, and right now, I’m not above it. The bastard enjoyed the torture, smiling like the prick he is. He called me the very second Mrs. Romanov said she and Natalya were coming to visit.Asshole. I owe him a bottle of my finest vodka as well as a punch in his nuts. It’s his fault that I was in this position in the first place. She would have been mine months ago.
I’d been shot because I met him at his club, and I saved his fucking life. Unfortunately, his missing girls weren’t so lucky. Fratelli and his men killed them the first day after violating them; it was just a ploy to get me out in the open. Fratelli’s still out there, so I’m not sure what fucking game they’re playing by bringing Natalya here in the first place. She is not safe until he’s found and butchered.
“Have you lost your mind? My father’s going to send his men to look for me,” she screeches, slapping my chest.
“I don’t care. He won’t do anything that could harm you, which means he won’t use force.” Although, I’m not so sure. He knew I wasn’t ready to head to Chicago. Fuck. We had an unspoken agreement, and I thought he understood me. Now, he’s put my bride in danger, and that’s unacceptable. I’m not asking for permission, and I’m not giving her back. I’ll do everything to protect her because Natalya’s mine.
She freezes, a shiver of fear washing over her. “Would you hurt me?”
“That depends, Princess. That depends.” I stare right between her thighs, licking my lips. My cock is going to tear her tight hole wide open our first time. The animal in me understands that I’ve waited too long to claim what’s mine, and the buildup is insatiable. A part of me is definitely going to hurt her, even if it’s unintentional.
“Where are you taking me?”
“One of our homes.”
“Our homes? What about your fiancée?”
“My fiancée? Who the fuck told you I had a fiancée?”
“My father.” I want to punch the back of the seat, but I can’t let her see how pissed off I am.
“I told you that you’re mine. I had some things to take care of and your father knew it, so I’m not sure why he would say something like that.”
“Maybe it’s because he doesn’t think you’re right for me.”
“There’s no one better. I’d die for you, Natalya.” My mouth is on hers, sharing the kiss I’ve coveted for so long. She gasps, freezes, and then clings to me, pressing her soft lips against mine hungrily. Natalya flings her body into mine, causing me to grunt, but I bite back the urge to lose complete control. There’s no way I’ll take her in a vehicle for our first time. Later, when she’s practiced, she’ll ride my cock wherever we go, so when we arrive everyone will know she’s mine as my seed drips down her thighs.
“I don’t want you to die, Ilya, but it’s foolish to go against my father.”
