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Grinning, I turned my gaze to the ceiling as I replied. “Please don’t.” I felt his head lower back between my legs and closed my eyes.

There were a couple of soft and hard kisses before I felt his tongue moving up and down my pussy again. My stomachwas turning as he moved faster and faster. I felt his fingers crawling up and joining his mouth.

He opened my pussy hole and pressed his tongue into me. My body shook as he made circles with his tongue inside me. The sensation streaming through every inch of my being was phenomenal. He pulled back slightly, and I could hear his breathing was labored.

I felt his mouth surrounding my pussy as he kissed it with his mouth open. His tongue moved in quick strokes up and down. “Oh, baby,” I heard myself moaning. It felt like I was swimming in clouds.

His mouth closed a tad, and I felt him sucking my clitoris into it. He moved one hand up my body and started massaging my breast. As he sucked soft and then harder and soft again, I squirmed. I was tingling all over and knew I was almost there.

As I groaned, he slid a finger into me, and I let out a soft scream of pleasure. I pressed my fingers through his hair as my body started to shake. His finger was moving in and out as he nibbled and sucked my clitoris, bringing me to climax.

My entire body shook and shuddered as I came. Gasping for air, I tried not to scream and allowed the loud moans to escape me. Konstantin took hold of my hips and tenderly kissed my pussy, my stomach, and my breasts as he moved up.

Every touch of his lips sent a new shiver through me. I lay with my eyes closed, enjoying the euphoria as he worked his way up.

“I believe you are feeling better, sugar?” he breathed out into my neck before pulling up and looking down at me. I nodded with a smile. It felt as if the smile on my lips was stuck there. I couldn’t get it away. Konstantin kissed my forehead before helping me to sit up.

He helped me get dressed without a word. My stomach was still whirling from the butterflies, and my jagged breath. Konstantin held out his hand to me once I was dressed. Taking his hand, I noticed the smile on his lips. This was something new to me and I wasn’t sure if I should say anything.

“Ready to go home?” he asked as we headed up the stairs.

“Yes, please,” I said, looking down as we walked.

He told his secretary to forward any emails and calls before we went to the parking lot. The drive home was also spent in silence as I still didn’t know what to say. Back at the mansion, I went upstairs. After taking a long relaxing bath, I dressed and headed to the kitchen to see if I could assist with supper.

As I came down, I heard voices. I stopped and listened. Piotr, Leon, and Konstantin were talking. All the siblings were present. I wondered what the big meeting was about. I didn’t want them to know I was there, so I quietly moved to the passage wall. Standing in the shadows, I listened.

“We have to get to the bottom of this. We must stop the Dubow Bratva before they get what they are looking for.” I wasn’t sure, but it sounded like Leon was talking. “Two of our sources have now come forward. They’re tapping our connections for her whereabouts.”

“Are you sure?” Konstantin asked.

“I’ve had someone from outside look at our connections,” Piotr added. “I must say more than the two have been neared. The rival Bratva family wants to get to her. We have to speak to the Morozov family.”

Biting my nails, I quietly moved back upstairs. I had to warn my cousin. He could be in danger. I needed to find a way to warn him without telling him what was going on. After all, hewas innocent, and the truth could hurt him as it did me. I had to keep him in the dark.

Sitting on the edge of my bed, I sent him a text.

Hi, Aleksandr. I hope all is well. I am fine, doing good, actually. Just wanted to let you know. Please stay safe, love Dahlia.

I wanted to tell him everything but feared if he knew the truth, he could end up getting killed. Laying back on the bed, I could only hope he was safe.

Chapter 12 - Konstantin

Pulling into the garage, I felt the spasms running through my muscles. It had been a while since I had fought so many men at once, and my body was complaining. The job didn’t go as planned. We walked into a whole lot of trouble.

But being us, we handled it and walked away without a scratch. Exiting my car, I grinned at my reflection in the window. Once before, I had felt like this. Thinking back, I remembered a time when Piotr was still part of the underground fighting. We had a similar walk-in with some hotshot fighters who wanted to take him out.

Of course, that didn’t happen either. However, I had to admit that my muscles were screaming. A long soak in a salt bath would cure them in a hush. Yet, I wanted Dahlia. She was constantly on my mind these days.

Entering the house, an eerie silence surrounded me. I wondered where Mila had gone and if Dahlia was with her. The house was too quiet for comfort. I quickly walked through the rooms on the bottom floor, but they were empty.

I called out as I moved. “Dahlia, Mila, you here?” But there was no answer.

Heading to the second floor, I checked the reading nook in the library, as I had found her there before. This floor was also void of life. Heading up, I felt my stomach turning as concern entered my mind. I moved to her room as it was the only other place she could be.

The door was open, so I walked in without knocking. Scanning the room, I found it also empty. Dread filled my body, and I felt it turning cold as ice ran through my veins. If Mila hadtaken her somewhere, she would have left a note. Thinking back to all the rooms, I didn’t recall seeing one.

I stood frozen as my mind muddled through a million ideas. Hearing a whiny gurgling sound followed by a cough, I was pulled from my deep, dark thoughts. Turning, I noticed the bathroom door was closed. I was so focused on finding Dahlia that I had not even noticed the door was closed.

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