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Katerina clings to me as I drive in deep, harder and faster until we’re both gasping for hair. The headboard slams against the wall with each thrust. Pleasure starts to burn bright inside of me. I grunt softly as I fuck her, feeling myself about to be taken over the edge. I reach for Katerina’s clit, massaging lightly.

“Come for me, baby,” I whisper against her ear.

My words are a detonator. She explodes around me, her pussy gripping my cock like a vice as she comes with my name on her lips. I have to slow down a little, my hands gripping her hips as I thrust into her. Katerina offers me a dopey sex hazed grin.

Her hand moving up to my forehead that’s slick with sweat. She pushes a few strands away.

“Let go, Xander,” she says softly.

And that’s all I takes. I come with a hoarse cry, my legs giving out from under me. Every bone in my body liquefies. I fall down onto the bed beside her. Katerina holds me as I recover, placing soft kisses against my chest.

My heart continues to pound in my chest. I love her. It’s not really a realization. More a promise to myself, to her. I’ve only known her for a couple of months and I can’t even begin to imagine a future without her.

“You’re stuck with me, princess. Okay?” I ask, kissing her cheek.

She lets out a soft, satisfied sigh, “Okay.”

My mother always used to tell me that the people you fight the hardest to keep are the ones you end up losing in the end.

I just never thought Katerina would be one of those people.

CHAPTER 3

Katerina

9 YEARS BEFORE

I’ve always had a clear path to my future. First born child of Eduardo Mincetti, heir to his empire. That was always the plan. I’ve never strayed from that plan, not once. I tried my hardest to be the best. I conformed to my father’s ideas. I let him mold me in his own image. I wasn’t just a princess. I worked hard so that I would be known as an ice queen when I eventually take over.

And now every plan I’ve ever had, everything I’ve ever wanted for myself is practically evaporating before my eyes. And all because I made a mistake.

Tears well up in my eyes as I stare at the mistake. And I immediately feel guilty. His big green eyes blink up at me innocently. So much like his fathers.

“You’re not a mistake, my baby,” I say softly, holding him to my chest. “You’re perfect. So, so perfect.”

Someone walks into the room, and I hear his footsteps but he doesn’t speak for the longest moment. Giving me time to recollect myself. Eventually, I lift my head to look at him.

“Yes?” I ask, my voice as cool as I can muster.

“I’m sorry to disturb you, Miss Mincetti but the pilot is ready to fly you back to the U.S,” Cole informs me.

I nod, getting to my feet unsteadily. I only just gave birth two days ago. I haven’t left this room since then. Cole helps me in packing up all my stuff. My baby is still wrapped in my hand. When he offers a carrier for me to hold him, I shake my head. We head outside the building where a car is already in wait. Cole gets behind the wheel driving us to the hanger.

“And you’re sure my father isn’t aware of any of it?” I ask him during the ride.

“The Don believes you’ll be arriving home tomorrow and not today, ma’am. He was worried about you but I assured him you were fine and safe.”

“Good,” I say softly.

My baby stirs in my hands, his eyes blinking up at me once before he goes back to sleep. I need him to be calm for this.

“And Sokolov?” I question.

“He’s chasing after a fake lead in Arbat. He has no clue you’re leaving Moscow.”

“Alright,” I say letting out a soft breath. “Thank you, Cole.”

Cole’s a brown haired man in his thirties who has been my bodyguard and driver for as long as I can remember. Even in college he was never too far away. Always a call away if I was in any trouble. He came to Moscow with me when I arrived a couple of months back. And has been at my side, helping me to stay alive. Helping to keep my secrets.

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