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I take another sip of wine and get comfortable on the couch, tucking my legs underneath me. Nazyr and I have already changed into our comfy clothes for the evening, so I’m in a light green silk chemise. Nazyr is wearing a pair of black pajama bottoms, and the only other thing he has on is his socks.

“You blow my mind. Thank you for treating me the way you do, Nazyr. Truly. In a way, I know you saved my life. It’s why I adore you so much.” I take my hand and grab onto his inner thigh, squeezing it a bit.

“I’ve never said this to you, but in a way, you gave me a second chance. You know I was a tool before I met you. I did what I wanted and had no problem being a womanizing bastard, but you made me take my life seriously. You gave me a sense of purpose that I didn’t know I needed.” Nazyr places his hand over mine and grips it tightly.

This is what little girls dream about when they’re older. They dream of being with men like Nazyr. Men who have no problem telling them what’s on their minds. Men who will scream how much they love you from the rooftops if they needed. That’s what I have here with him. I have pure bliss.

I take another sip of my wine and place it back down on the coaster. Nazyr still has his glass in his hand, but not for long. I adjust the way I’m sitting and end up placing my legs on either side of his, straddling him completely.

He arches one of his brows, and an amused smirk flashes across his face, especially as I swipe the wine out of his grasp. I finish it in front of him and place the glass on the side table next to the couch.

“Someone’s in a mood.”

“You sure have room to talk,” I toy with him a tad, but I know he loves it.

I inch my body closer to his until Nazyr’s licking his bottom lip. I kiss him roughly, stronger than I think I ever have in the past. He snakes one hand around my waist and plants it at the small of my back while slowly bringing the other one up my side, over my shoulder, and finally settles, cradling the side of my neck.

He pushes his tongue past my lips and holds onto me firmly, and as our kiss deepens, his hardness presses against my core. I already know Nazyr wants me, but I doubt he has any idea how badly I want him. I grind my center against his hard cock, and he hisses as he kisses me.

Nazyr pulls away out of nowhere. “Mona, I can’t keep playing these games with you. I want you now.”

“Maybe I like playing games,”

Nazyr cocks his head to the side. “Do you now?”

“I might.” I love how playful the two of us can be with one another. I’ve never been able to be like that with anyone. Nazyr isn’t just my lover; he’s turning into my best friend.

“I’m sure you do, but I’m not in the mood. I know what I want, and that happens to be you.” Nazyr licks his lips in jest, and I snicker, then kiss him passionately. He pulls me even closer against him, and I grind my hips against his dick.

He smirks as we’re kissing, and I use my hands to shimmy out of the panties I have on underneath my chemise. With two quick swipes, my panties are off, and there’s just one layer of cloth between me and Nazyr.

I take my hand between the two of us and put the palm of my hand against his shaft. He’s hard as a rock, and if I’m being honest, I want him as badly as he wants me. But I’m in a playful mood, so I’m going to continue toying with him for a couple of more minutes.

I glide my hand against his hardness for a couple of minutes while we continue kissing. Eventually, I unbutton the sole button on his pants and pull his cock out through the hole. I grind my pussy against him, and Nazyr adjusts his hips slightly and moves upward. It’s just enough movement that he’s plunging inside me out of nowhere.

I gasp at the sudden intrusion, and we both begin moving in unison. This is what I always should have had—mind-blowing sex. I never knew it could be like this on a physical and spiritual level. In a way, I’m glad I didn’t experience this with anyone else.

Nazyr is it for me.

He’s gone to such great lengths to make me happy, and I’ve never had a man do that for me. He’s the first, and I know he’s going to be the last, but that’s all right with me… because I’ve never been happier.

Nazyr is the missing piece I’ve been searching for my entire life, and I’m not going to lose him.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Nazyr

Mona and I just arrived back in Grozny about an hour ago with the kids and our security team. We left the private airstrip and headed straight back to our house, but as I was helping Mona get the girls settled back home, I knew I needed to stop in and pay a visit to Ruslan.

Mona, the girls, and I had a glorious week in Sweden. We spent a few days in the coastal countryside before we went to Stockholm, where we ended our journey. I know Mona had a great time, but it was harder for me to understand if the girls were having fun. They tend to switch from speaking English to Portuguese out of nowhere, so sometimes, I have a hard time keeping up with their conversations. Mona had no problem keeping up with the two of them, but I’m not surprised in the least bit. Mona’s been around them for ages, and she knows their habits. All mothers know their children, and these two little girls are no exception. I only wish my own mother had been an ounce as much as caring as Mona is.

“Are you okay? You seem a little bit off,” Mona says out of nowhere as she’s getting Vanina in her bed.

“Yeah, it’s just been a long day, and I need to stop in to see Ruslan. He didn’t reach out to me once over the last week, and I know there are probably some things I need to touch base with him on.”

“Can’t it wait until the morning? We just got back, and I really, really want to snuggle up with you and get to bed early.”

I appreciate how much Mona wants to spend time with me, but this is something I need to do. When you’re in a family like mine, you can’t simply just be out of arm’s reach for a week and then not communicate the day you get back. There are certain situations I’m sure I need to be updated on, specifically about Xava. I told Ruslan about her the night I killed our mother, and he told me he was going to check into her story.

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