Page 31 of The Bratva Bosses' Surrogate

“Truth or dare,” Sofia grins mischievously.

Ivan leans forward, his interest piqued. “Alright, let’s play. Who goes first?”

I agree, my curiosity piqued. “I go first,” I declare.

Sofia nods, ready to play along. “Okay, truth.”

I seize the opportunity to tease her, a mischievous smirk playing on my lips. “Tell me, Sofia, what’s your biggest kink?”

I had expected Sofia to blush and deflect the question, but to my surprise, she doesn’t shy away. There’s a moment of hesitation before she responds, “Alright,” she says, her cheeks tinted a delicate shade of red, “My biggest kink is, um, being dominated.”

I lean in closer, my voice low and husky. “Is that so?”

I would love to dominate her. To see her all submissive and yearning for my touch. Hands bound and writhing in pleasure.

Sofia meets my gaze with a smoldering intensity of her own. “Maybe,” she replies, her voice a sultry purr. “But only with the right person.”

Viktor and Ivan, who had been quiet observers, exchange knowing glances. It’s clear they’re caught up in the intoxicating energy of the moment as well.

“Your turn, Maxym,” Sofia says, her voice a soft challenge. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

She leans in closer, her breath warm against my ear as she whispers, “I dare you to kiss me.”

Without hesitation, I close the distance between us, capturing her lips in a heated kiss. Sofia responds eagerly, her hands finding their way to my chest, her fingers gripping my shirt as she deepens the kiss.

I don’t want to pull back, the contact igniting something deep within me. I smile into the kiss, a small gesture of reassurance, before slowly pulling away. My fingers linger on her cheek, tracing the line of her jaw.

Before I can process the moment, Ivan starts talking. Ivan’s turn follows, and he locks eyes with Sofia, his voice a low, seductive murmur. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare.” Sofia bites her lips.

Ivan’s own grin widens, and he leans in closer, his breath grazing her ear as he whispers, “I dare you to kiss me.”

Without hesitation, Sofia moves closer to Ivan, her lips meeting his with the same hunger she had shown with me.

I’m left in a state of uncertainty, watching them. She’s so damn alluring, it’s hard to think straight. Ivan, ever the passionate one, responds with more eagerness. He wraps his arms around her, his grip firm, a clear display of his desire. They’re locked in this embrace, and I can’t help but feel a surge of something. Jealousy? Possession? It’s hard to pinpoint.

Sofia, emboldened by the daring nature of our game, takes her turn. She turns to Viktor with a playful glint in her eye. “Truth or dare, Viktor?” she asks, her voice sultry and teasing.

Viktor hesitates for a moment, “I’m not sure if the rules work that way.”

But Sofia’s insistence prevails, and he finally relents. “Fine, truth,” he says.

Sofia smirks, her question carrying a hint of intrigue. “Viktor,” she begins, her tone suggestive, “have you ever had a foursome?”

After a brief pause, he answers honestly, “No.”

Sofia’s response is filled with playful determination. She leans in closer, her gaze unwavering. “Hmm, interesting,” she drawls, “Well, then, I dare you to try one.”

Viktor, clearly taken aback by her dare, hesitates for a moment. His brows furrow, and he searches her eyes for any sign of hesitation. “What? Are you sure about this?”

Without missing a beat, Sofia grabs him by the tie, a bold, assertive gesture that seems to catch him off guard. She’s leading now, taking control of the situation in a way that’s both surprising and enthralling.

She pulls him towards the bed, and with a swift movement, she throws him down right between Ivan and me. Viktor landswith a thud, his usual composure momentarily lost in the unexpected turn of events.

I exchange a quick, puzzled glance with Ivan. This isn’t the Sofia we knew before, the one caught in the midst of our dangerous world. This is someone different, someone taking charge, dictating her terms.

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