Page 36 of Illicit Desires


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“I was just coming inside when he stopped me. I’m fine.”

The one with the gun snorted, tucking the weapon back into his waistband. Now that I wasn’t focused on the angry asshole, I recognized him from my first day here. He’s the hacker who found out I was looking up information on the big three. His longer blonde hair blew carelessly in the wind and his big puffy jacket hung wide open, looking more like an accessory than to keep him warm.

“You shouldn’t even be coming inside by yourself. Who dropped you off?” he queried.

“No one. I took the train.”

I shouldn’t have said that. They both shot me incredulous looks and the taller one looked pissed. He didn’t say anything though. He bared his teeth and grabbed my arm, though a lot more carefully than the asshole did, dragging me inside. The younger one followed with a deep scowl on his face.

Trying to wrestle my arm free, I glared at him. “Let me go!”

He ignored me, dragging me to the elevator. None of the security guards in the lobby stepped up to help me. They just watched as the massive Russian forced me into the elevator and jabbed the button for the top floor.

I had to stop fighting him off eventually because when I kept trying he shook me roughly until I stopped. Instead I silently seethed as we rode up to the big three’s office. He didn’t even bother knocking, marching inside and forcing me into the chair opposite Dmitriy Volkov. Dmitriy’s brow furrowed but he stayed silent, watching us carefully.

“She ditched her security,” the tall one growled in Russian.

Dmitriy’s eyes narrowed and he dipped his chin at the man. The tall one and the hacker left together and I was stuck facing down one of the big three who looked furious. He picked up his phone and typed something quickly before giving me his full undivided terrifying attention.

“Explain,” he snapped.

I knew down to my core that I couldn’t mouth off to this man. Client or not, he looked like he’d murder me for saying the wrong thing and I didn’t doubt him for a second.

Lifting my chin and attempting to stay calm, I replied. “I don’t know what you want me to say.”

His lip lifted into a scowl more terrifying than I’ve ever experienced. I had to fight hard against the urge to shrink away from him, my back rigid.

“You are arrogant.”

His statement surprised me and my brows furrowed. “No, I’m not. Just because–”

“You are arrogant. You think you are bullet proof? You have inhuman strength to fight off an enemy? Are you armed?”

The more he threw at me, the dumber I felt and the more indignant I got. “No, I’m not. I’ve never had an issue before now. I–”

His low growl silenced me immediately and my jaw snapped closed on what I was about to say. A small knock on the door interrupted him before he could berate me any more and when Gabi strode inside I was a little hopeful that she’d be able to calm him down before he decided I wasn’t worth keeping alive.

She looked between us curiously as she approached, handing her husband a manilla folder.

“What did she do?” she murmured in broken Russian. She was obviously a beginner but he understood her just fine.

“She ditched her security.”

Gabi winced, switching back to English. “Oh, that wasn’t a good idea. I did it once. I got seriously lucky that I wasn’t hurt because at the time someone was looking to hurt me but I learned my lesson. I know it feels kind of oppressive but security isn’t there to make things difficult on you. They’ve saved my life more than once and I can’t tell you enough how much I value them.”

Her reassurances didn’t do much to convince me that I needed to be followed around like a toddler. It did seem to settle Dmitriy a little. His big arm went around her waist and he tugged her into his lap, his focus on the paperwork in front of him. His next statement stunned me though.

“You violated your contract.”

My eyes went wide. “No, I didn’t! What are you talking about?”

Spinning the document around, he jabbed his finger at it. “Security is part of the deal. You ignored it.”

I didn’t bother to look at the contract, I knew what it said. I was the one who wrote it. I glared at him.

“It says security is required to be present while I’m at work. Heading to and from the office is not considered work unless you’d like me to start charging for that time as well.”

His narrow eyed glare made me want to shiver but I wasn’t going to let anyone paint me in a bad light, especially when it came to my work.

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