Page 54 of Unwilling Bratva Bride

“Oh, umm, would you help me quick? I can’t really reach in this dress.”

Following Adley’s eyes, I looked down to see her holding out her foot. The strap of her heel had come undone, and I smirked. I got down on one knee, patting the top of her to get Adley to put her little foot there.

She did, that blush swirling again, and I smiled as I held her eyes, tossing the long fabric of her gown up over her knee. I buckled up the strap easily, making sure it would be secure for her. When it was in place, I hiked the dress a hair further and pressed my lips to the inside of her thigh as my hand slid up.

“Ivan, I—”

But her words stopped as I reached her bare slit. Adley let out a low moan as I swiped my finger across it, and I chuckled darkly.

“No panties? You naughty girl.”

“You tell me how panties would work in his dress. You can see everything with how tight it is.”

I placed her foot back on the floor, straightening up and kissing her lips briefly. “Oh, I don’t mind. I’m going to be thinking about that all night.”

Chapter 21 - Adley

As we walked into the massive room, the ceiling at least twenty feet high and crisscrossed with thick metal beams, an attendant led us away from the main floor, where the ring sat in the middle of the floor toward the far right corner. Apparently, the match wouldn’t begin for some time, and we had a private VIP booth where we could watch it broadcast live.

As we passed through the crowded space, with dozens and dozens of people packed inside and lined up at the numerous bars, I realized this wasn’t exactly a “legal” boxing match.

The building was hardly where you’d go to see an actual match, and the crowd all had the same air about them as Ivan.

“Would you like anything to drink? Scotch? Champagne?”

I sat up straighter, suddenly aware that the attendant was asking us a question. Ivan smiled at him, ordering a scotch, and then they both looked at me. I had no idea what I wanted, so I just went with the only other thing the man offered.

“Champagne, please.”

The attendant nodded and left us to the private booth. It was small and cozy compared to the large open space we’d walked through. What’s more, the lighting outside was dim except for the ring itself, but back in here, it was as dark as a nightclub.

I felt slightly relieved for that, all too aware of how I was dressed—how much of my skin was exposed.

“You seem nervous.” Ivan’s voice cut through my inner ramblings, and I looked around the space, shrugging.

“A bit. I mean, I’m not exactly familiar with how all this goes down. I feel…vulnerable and weird in this dress, and how are you even supposed to hear this Donovan guy when we’re tucked away in here?”

Ivan chuckled, and I wanted to smack him. Nothing was funny about this, and it felt far too much like I was being laughedat.

“Calm down, sweetheart. Everything’s fine.” He scooted closer to me on our curved, velvet-covered bench.

“That’s easy for you to say.” I knew I was sulking a bit, my lip jutting out in a slight pout.

“If you’re going to pout, Adley, I could always bend you over my knee right here. Make sure everyone knows what a naughty girl you are.”

My mouth fell open, but a strange thrill ran down my spine. The idea lit something up inside, but I wasn’t ready to look too closely at that. Besides, we were here on business, and I knew Ivan really wanted to snoop on this guy.

Before I could speak, though, his hand came up to my cheek, his thumb stroking over my bottom lip.

“You’re turning a delightful pink, Adley. Is that embarrassment or want?”

I couldn’t answer, and furthermore, I didn’t think I needed to. Ivan knew precisely what he was doing to me. He always did.

“I…Don’t we need to keep an eye out for Donovan?”

His devilish smirk never faded, and as Ivan slid his hand down from my face, grazing over my arm, he gestured at the exit from our VIP room.

“He’s got one of these as well. However, I’ve been told that he likes to watch the fights up close and personal. And he likes to bet. A lot. So, I’ll follow him to the bookie’s desk when we’re closer to the fight.”

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