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“I see you also had a swim.”

“Just to cool off,” I tell her. “Yvonne, Arina is going to come to work with you at the resort. She can assist with the deals you’re setting up. She seems to know her way around and wants to be put to use.” I sit back as a bowl is placed in front of me.

“Paella. Something I’ve come to love.” I look at Arina. “Have you ever had it? Do you like seafood?”

“I haven’t had it, but I love seafood, and it looks great.” She picks up her knife and fork. “Is it spicy?”

“A little. I don’t like my food too spicy, but a little on the Cajun side never hurts.” I wait for Yvonne to receive her food. They wait for me to start eating before they tuck into their food.

There’s something about Arina tonight. She looks different. I can’t place my finger on it, though.

By the time I finish my bowl, I’m over-stuffed and groan. “I’m going to go watch TV.” I get up and pause, kissing Arina on the head. “I’ll see you later.”

Chapter 13 - Arina

Every time Igor walks into our room naked, I can’t help but stare. He’s so… large. Everything about him is big. His arms, his legs… his cock. I remember how it filled me and how pleasured I was, and I almost want to beg him to take me again. But I’m not going to give him the satisfaction.

I’ve been going into the resort daily with Yvonne, sometimes staying over while we deal with the upgrades to the new resort.

I’m negotiating with three more resorts we want to buy and will meet with two of those clients later today.

I feel content as I wake up in our large bed. Igor’s already up and in the bathroom, so I lay still for a moment, comfortable and warm. He comes out naked, and I peek at him on his way to the closet.

If this weren’t a forced marriage, I’d consider myself fucking lucky.

I am spending my time at the resort preparing to execute my revenge against the Milovs, and I can’t wait to see their faces. For now, though, I need to go to work.

I get up and sleepily pad across the room and into the bathroom to relieve myself before I have a quick shower, brush my teeth, and dry my hair.

When I come out, Igor has already gone to breakfast, and I get dressed quickly. He prefers that we eat breakfast with him, like a family, and I know he hates to wait.

I take the stairs as quickly as I can in high heels before I gracefully enter the dining room. Matvey is there, but he's not my biggest fan, and he’s sitting next to Yvonne. Which makes sense; he wants absolutely nothing to do with me.

There is a bowl of hot oats sitting in front of me, and I wait until Igor tucks into his food before I get mine ready. I add butter and a heap of sugar. Matvey pulls a face when he sees it, but I ignore him. I like my oats buttery and sweet. No one is going to take that away from me.

Igor likes his the same way, which is cute. We are kind of like a matching couple sometimes.

Matvey turns to Yvonne. “What have you got on today? There’s a show tonight at the theatre. I was thinking of getting us all tickets.”

“Sounds lovely,” Yvonne says between mouthfuls.

“Igor?” he asks.

“Yeah, we can do that,” Igor says. “And get Arina one too, please. I want to be seen with her.”

“Yes,” Matvey says, though he gives me a disdainful look.

“Matvey,” Igor says. “I think you can take the girls to the resort for me today. I have other business to attend to. Keep an eye on things and report to me if anything goes wrong.” Igor finishes his porridge and stands up, wiping his mouth on a napkin. “I’ll see you all later for the show.”

He leans down and kisses my head. It’s his new thing. I even find it endearing. He leaves before Matvey can answer, but I can see he’s irritated by the request.

I have to admit, Igor in a suit ordering people around is quite the turn on. I love to be here when he’s addressing his underlings and bosses them around. The way his suit shirt and jacket hug his thick arms… The bulge in his pants…

I mean, I am a woman, after all. I notice these things just like anyone else.

Matvey looks at us. “Well, hurry up.”

“Don’t be so testy,” Yvonne says. “He said to take us, not to order us around.”

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