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He’s sporting a nice cut under his eye, and I wonder if she had anything to do with it. So this was the mission he was on. I doubt it had to do with bringing this woman here, but he’s like his father.
“So glad you could make it,” I say, addressing my brother-in-law while fighting off my smirk.
“I wouldn’t miss my sister’s wedding. Not even to an asshole like you.”
“Flattery will get you nowhere.” I wink and take my place because the doors open and my bride starts down the aisle.
She doesn’t stop smiling as she reaches me on her father’s arm, and then finally she looks to her side to see her brother. “You made it.”
“Couldn’t miss this important day.”
“Thank you,” she mouths.
Drago hands over my bride with his blessing, and the priest reads his prayers before saying our vows. Finally, it’s the moment I’ve waited for, and I kiss my bride, dipping her in front of the entire crowd. My father-in-law coughs, and I set her on her feet properly.
“Let us welcome Mr. and Mrs. Ilya Semyonov.” Even over the din of the celebratory cheers, I didn’t miss the gasp coming from Junior’s captive. I don’t have time to ask because my time is for my bride, but I’m sure I’ll learn more about my brother-in-law later about his little plus one before the night is over.
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I watch her swim in the large pool at our private resort, a special honeymoon gift from my father. She looks so hot, butI have a call I must take, so I sit out on the deck and handle business. My eyes never leave my bride and her sexy figure in her blue bikini that hardly covers any of her assets. She glides through the water like a dolphin, making it appear effortless. I want to jump in behind her, but I have important business that can’t wait. Grumbling to myself, sometimes I regret that I’m the heir to the Semyonov empire.
The words in front of me swim as my vision becomes distracted by the sudden appearance of a man on the property who is talking to my wife in the pool. I’m on my feet in a flash. “Mr. Semyonov, sorry, but no one answered the door.”
“Then that means you don’t come in at all,” I say through clenched teeth, my fists balled up ready to bust his face.
“Don’t be mean, Ilya. I ordered us lunch while you were busy.” She lifts herself out of the pool, but I nudge her back in with just a look. She giggles, holding on to the edge of the pool while I take the bag from the young man and hand him a tip. As pissed as I am, he’s aware of my obsession with my wife and the urge to destroy anyone who dares to take her from me.
“Keep walking.” He scrams, and then I set the food down before lifting her out of the shallow end.
“Wife, are you trying to have me kill someone today?” I ask, dragging her to my body, not caring that my clothes will be wet. My body is heated.
“Sorry, I didn’t want to disturb you. Besides, I was going to give him a tip.” Her bag was on the chair near mine. She would have strutted nearly naked with water dripping down her soft, smooth skin in front of that bastard and I would have had to gouge his eyes out.
“You always disturb me.” I press my palm on her ass, shoving her pussy against my cock. “He’s lucky I let him walk away.”
“Not everyone is interested in me.”
“I’d like to agree, but a half-naked woman in a pool would be hard for a young man to ignore. Especially a woman who looks like you,” I snarl. “His eyes were glued to you.”
“I was speaking.” I pop her wet ass.
“Don’t argue with me, Wife, or I’ll pull out the big guns.”
“You better not call my father.”
“Worse, I’ll call your mother and she’ll agree with me.”
“Fine, you win. Still, it’s time for me to eat. I have food for you, but if you’retoobusy to eat, I’ll save your meal.” She pulls out of my grasp and then walks toward her chair to snag the towel.
“No, I have time to eat, Princess.” Is she pissed at me?
We step past the opened dual sliding doors, and I help her set the food out on the round table meant for two. We eat, but there’s a silence around it, and I can barely stomach the food, knowing that my woman is pissed. I set my fork down and sit back, staring at the love of my life. She eats, looking as if she doesn’t have a care in the world, doing her best to ignore the fuck out of me.
My phone rings before I can bring up any conversation. “Go on, take it. It’s probably important.” I drop my phone on the table because the tone coming from her mouth answers all my fucking questions.
I reach across the table, taking her hand in mine that fights to take it back. “Sweetheart, love of my life, my heart and soul, do you feel neglected?”
“No…” I release her hand and push out of my chair in a flash. Within a second, I drag her chair back, grip the back of her hair, and tip her head upward as I lean down with my other palm flat on our table.
