Page 18 of Sinful Wrath

There will be plenty of time to ogle later.

“Thought you’d return the goods you stole?” Mikhail folds his arms across his chest as he eyes the G Wagon behind me.

“Technically, I only borrowed it.”

“You think you can get away with this on a technicality?”

“No.” I bat my eyelashes a little. “I thought my killer personality and the promise of a fun day out would be enough to wipe the slate clean.”

Mikhail’s scowl only deepens. “You left me stranded…Naked.”

“I know.” I chuckle, biting my lip. “You were so very,verynaked.”

A deep rumble builds in his throat as he catches me staring at his chest.

A warm sensation starts to build in my lower belly as I remember what it was like to press my breasts up against his skin, to have his hands digging into my waist?—

“Did it ever occur to you that a cold, naked person, with no possibility of heating, could die of hypothermia? Did it ever occur to you that if my phone hadn’t fallen from my clothes, I could now be dead?” He narrows his eyes at me. “Or maybe that was your plan all along, which is cause for this all agreement to be out the door with you to blame for.”

Oh my god, he’s right. At the time, all I’d wanted was to have some fun at his expense, but not at that cost.

“I-I’m…”

“I think I need to call my brother right now and let him know you tried to kill me.”

“No! That’s not…” I take a deep breath. “Look. I was just having a little fun. I didn’t think?—”

“And that is exactly your problem, isn’t it? Do you ever stop and think about the consequences of your actions? No,because you are a spoiled little princess who thinks she can do anything and get away with it. Well, you can’t, so grow up already.”

This is all my fault. All my fault for the way I’ve been acting and living my life. But, if only he knew the truth…

Still, he is right that I could have killed him. That was too far, even for me.

“Look, I’m sorry about last night. Here, I bought you coffee as a peace offering.”

“I didn’t pick you as the morning type,” is all he comments as he steps aside to let me squeeze past him.

Does that mean apology accepted?

“I love mornings. Though usually I’m going to bed, not getting up.” I smile. “Plus, I have a very busy schedule planned for us today, so we better get going if we’re going to fit it all in.”

“Can’t wait,” Mikhail grumbles. “Just a word of warning. Try another stunt like that again, and we’re done. Your father will know, and my family will demand compensation. I can promise you your father will not be happy about that.”

I nod, holding out the coffee.

“I figured you take it black like your mood.”

He scowls but doesn’t deny it. He grabs the coffee and takes a few gulps.

“Now go and get dressed, unless you’re planning on going out like this?” I signal at his bare chest.

“Would you like me to go out like this?”

I would. Very much. Eye candy all day long. But I just shrug. “All I care about is my bucket list.”

“Stay here and don’t move.”

I sip on my coffee as Mikhail disappears upstairs. I itch to take a look around, wondering if his place gives anythingaway about him, but I already messed up big time, and he is being a sport going through with my demand after last night, so I don’t push my luck.

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