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When he leaves without another word, I lean against the counter and finish my meal, satisfied with his praise.
I could be making that pasta dish for the rest of our lives.
Chapter 14 - Ivan
As I get into the car, I think about going back inside and finishing the bowl of pasta. The little smile on her face, when I sat down to start eating, was almost worth missing my meeting.
I bet the smile I get then is more than worth it. She's embracing her new life faster than I thought. Or does she just like the sex?
It’s tempting to turn around, but I have important business matters to deal with. A heavy desire gathers behind my ribs and my stomach somersaults as I think about how I’ll crawl into bed when I get home later. The soft noises she makes when I pull her to my chest just before she wraps her arms around me make my cock twitch. Her body was perfectly made to fit mine.
Shit! Focus!
My chest aches, thoughts of doubt rushing through my brain, as I turn the key in the ignition. Sophia has so much to give, and her longing to be loved makes me wonder whether marrying her was the right decision. I will never be the husband she deserves. My life is dangerous and ruthless, but she had the nerve to get herself involved.What a bastard of a father!
I hope she concentrates on those three papers while I’m away. Then I can spend the rest of our trip worshipping her body and letting her worship mine.
I glance around the outside of the house and the way the lights cast a faint light into the darkness surrounding it. Night is coming fast, and it makes me wary to leave my wife alone.
Several of my men patrol the property while my bodyguard slips into the car beside me. He nods to me and leans forward to program the address for the meeting into the GPS.
“You have the guards watching Sophia?” I ask as I pull away from the house and head down the driveway. “Nothing must happen to her while we're gone.”
I have many enemies out there. Enemies who would love to get their hands on my wife and try to use her against me. Even if she’s out of town right now, I need to make sure she’s safe in LA. The last thing I want is for her to be in any danger.
I should have brought Roman or Nik with me to protect her.
But I needed them to deal with issues at home. I have guards for a reason. They have the skills to protect Sophia at all costs.
“Yes, sir.” The bodyguard pulls out his cell phone and shows me the camera footage of the property. Several men dressed in black are patrolling the grounds. “Nothing will happen to her while we're gone. The men know they're expected to put their lives on the line for her, and they won't hesitate to do so.”
She’d be safer if I stayed there with her.
“Good.” I glance in the mirror and see the headlights of the other car with two of my men following us to the meeting location.
As I drive, I can't stop thinking about Sophia. I’m sure she’s curled up with her textbooks right now, doing everything she can to get her work done. In the short time we’ve beentogether, she’s spent most of the day with her nose buried in her books.
Some days she has classes, and I don’t see her for hours. My men follow her and make sure she’s safe and no one bothers her, but it still drives me crazy when I see her walk out the door.
I should tell her that she doesn't have to pursue a career as a nurse and can stay at home and look after our future children instead.
But telling Sophia would only destroy the passion between us. She is only just beginning to overcome her resentment towards me and to develop our life together.
A good Pakhan would demand that his wife stay at home and raise their children instead of running all over town to attend classes. I should insist that she give up everything she loves to fulfill the needs I have for her.
I may not like her going out and finishing her studies, but I don’t want to crush her spirits either. I want her to be happy in the life we have together. She comes to life when she talks about nursing and helping people.
And I can see the benefits of having a nurse for a wife.
I sigh and grip the steering wheel a little tighter. The Bratva men won’t like that. They believe that a woman should stay at home to look after the family. And I believe that too.
I want to see her running around with our children when I get home. I want to go to bed at night knowing she's there to give herself to me when I need her.
The long road lies before me while thoughts of my pretty little wife circle in my head. Everything is different with her. Ifeel different. It’s as if she’s softening the edges of my life that I've honed so hard, and I don’t know how to deal with it.
When I first saw her, I desperately wanted her amazing body, but this is more than just an obsession. Our relationship may have started with my need to have her, and the fact that she’s Charlie’s daughter, but it's evolving into something so much more than that.
The feeling is so foreign to me that I don’t know what to label it. Although it could be love, I’m not the kind of man who falls in love, and I never intended to spend the rest of my life with one woman. I’m the kind of man who has spent countless nights with different women and never let any of them get close to me.
