Page 29 of Seduced By the Russian

At that moment, the doors were pushed open, and Nikolai drew away his gaze from Lisa. A pair of long legs were what graced his sight until the rest of Melody finally found its way into his mansion. The sharp contrast between her and Lisa couldn’t be more emphasized. While Lisa’s vibe was subtle and alluring, Melody went for the opposite, with her short red dress almost too tight for comfort and a pair of thin black heels that added more length to her legs. Her lipstick was a bold red, and she had dyed the roots of her hair red as well.

Was this fucking Halloween?

Ignoring the sour taste in his mouth, Nikolai held out an arm to Melody and she took it with glee. The party was only just starting and he already hated it. But maybe this was the right thing to do, because Lisa’s face fell when Melody stepped in. One minute, she was standing mere foot away and the next, she had run up into her room.

Nikolai hoped she would stay indoors throughout the party, especially considering the fact that Andreyev was around already, as well as his son, Volkov who was in the same age bracket as them. That boy was rumored to shag anything in a skirt, and Nikolai was determined to keep him away from Lisa at every cost.

But only because he was her guardian. Nothing more.

The classical music filtered into the air on cue, and the party started in full swing. Nikolai knew how to throw a good party, so he knew everyone was going to have a good time. So, he stayed by Kuznetsov’s side instead, talking about his business with the cartel. The Boss didn’t think it was a good idea to work with a set of people as fickle as them, but he had nothing to worry about. They wouldn’t try to cross him in their next ten lives.

He was certain of that.

Melody clung to Nikolai’s arm at the beginning of the party, but when he didn’t pay her any attention, she left, probably to get some wine down her throat. It was the only thing she knew how to do perfectly well: get drunk. Even her skills in the bedroom were questionable.

Funny thing, Nikolai had no reason to question that until Lisa waltzed into his life.

Speaking about Lisa, she chose that moment to return back to the party, still looking as sexy as she did when Nikolai saw her an hour ago. She sauntered to the bar and grabbed a glass of wine for herself while Nikolai’s eyes watched her.

“That girl,” Kuznetsov muttered, and Nikolai knew what was going to come next, so he saved them both some time and energy.

“She’s mine.”

“The way you proclaim it with so much fervor will only get Andreyev more interested. You should tone it down a bit.”

Deciding he’d had enough of Kuznetsov for now, Nikolai left the old man’s side and moved to find Melody in the room. He found her with one of Andreyev’s men in the kitchen downstairs, with his dick in her mouth. Backing out, Nikolai returned to the living room, deciding he would deal with that later.

Right now, he needed to keep an eye on Lisa.

When he finally singled her out in the room, she was by Volkov’s side, clutching her refilled glass of wine. Nikolai felt a vein move in his neck. Lisa laughed at something he said, her hands moving to touch his shoulders. At the contact, her eyes met Nikolai’s, and her mouth spread into a smirk.

The little fucker was flirting with that fool on purpose, and it was affecting him in every way possible.

Lisa even had the audacity to wink in his direction before returning her gaze to Volkov. The fool wrapped a hand surreptitiously around her waist and pulled her a fraction closer to him. Nikolai tensed as Volkov closed his eyes and sniffed her. He actually sniffed her.

The Russian Bear’s hand folded into a fist as Lisa whispered something into his ears, lingering for way too long. Volkov nodded and took her hands in his before moving out of the living room. Nikolai was about to follow them when Dmitri suddenly popped out of nowhere, demanding his attention outside.

Lisa would have to wait.

“Speak,” Nikolai muttered the moment the music was behind them, unable to hide his displeasure.

Dmitri noticed but was content with raising his brows. “The men were attacked at the site today while clearing out the parcel,” he relayed, his hard face even harder under the night light.

“Fucking cowards.” Any attack on Nikolai’s men was an attack on him because no one was bold enough to directly aim for him. “How many of them were left alive?”

“So far, only one person has been unaccounted for, and my guess is that he was held hostage for information. Three of them died, and the rest of them are in the hospital.”

“And the cartel?”

“Nowhere to be found.”

“They must be working together if there were no casualties from their end.” Nikolai hated when he was wrong about things, particularly since he was just bragging about how they could never cross him to Kuznetsov.

Yet, they just did.

“Let’s fix this.”

Chapter Fourteen

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