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Suddenly, headlights cut through the darkness as a black SUV pulled up, and Aleksandr’s men poured out. Dimitri and Anton were the first to approach, their faces grim, but I could see the silent understanding in their eyes as they took in the scene. There was no judgment, no questions. Just action.

Anton knelt beside Danny’s lifeless body, checking the pulse that wasn’t there, his face hardening. Dimitri looked toAleksandr for orders, his sharp gaze flicking over me for just a moment before settling back on Aleksandr.

“Take care of it,” Aleksandr said, his voice low and lethal.

Within seconds, they moved like shadows, efficient and silent, erasing every trace of what had happened. There was no evidence of Danny. There was no evidence of me. I watched as they worked, numb as if the events were happening to someone else, as if I were standing outside my own body. Aleksandr kept me close, his arm around my waist, like he feared I might disappear if he let go.

“Let’s go home,” Aleksandr murmured, his voice soft against my ear.

Home.I nodded, allowing him to guide me to the car, his touch gentle and protective. The world around us faded as the night swallowed the scene, leaving nothing behind.

When we pulled up to the mansion, some tension finally left my body. The soft lights spilling from the windows and the warmth of the familiar structure felt like a sanctuary. Aleksandr helped me out of the car, his hand at the small of my back, guiding me up the steps.

The door swung open before we even reached it, and Sandy was there, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Talia!” she cried, throwing her arms around me the moment I stepped inside. Her embrace was tight, almost suffocating, but it was exactly what I needed. Her tears soaked into my shoulder as she sobbed quietly, her grip on me never loosening.

“I was afraid-” she whispered through her tears. She pulled back, wiping her face with the sleeve of her shirt. “I’m so grateful you’re okay.”

“I’m okay,” I said, though the words felt thin, not enough to convey everything I felt.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Sasha and Maxim rushing toward me, their faces filled with concern. They clung to me, and I felt a lump form in my throat as I knelt to hug them. They didn’t say anything, but their tight embraces said enough. I never wanted to let them go.

Olga appeared from the hallway, giving me a quick hug. “I’m so glad you’re back.” She pulled away, looking me over. “Let me draw you a bath,” she said softly. “It’ll help.” She exchanged a brief glance with Aleksandr, who nodded in agreement.

I let her lead me up the stairs, my body feeling heavier with every step. The adrenaline that had kept me going was starting to wear off, and all that was left was exhaustion. I could barely keep my eyes open by the time Olga guided me into the bathroom, the scent of lavender filling the air as she prepared the bath.

I sank into the warm water, closing my eyes, trying to wash away the memories of the last few days, but they clung to me, refusing to let go.

Abram’s voice floated in from the hallway, speaking quietly with Aleksandr. “Dr. Daria is on her way to check on Miss Talia.” His tone was serious but reassuring.

An hour later, Dr. Daria arrived. She was calm and efficient as she examined me, her hands gentle as she checked me over. “You’re both okay,” she said with a small smile, her hand resting on my stomach. “You’re strong, and the baby is fine. Nice strong heartbeat.”

I nodded, but I didn’t feel strong. I felt… hollow. But at least the baby was okay.

Aleksandr appeared at the door as Dr. Daria finished up. He didn’t say anything. He just came to sit beside me on the bed, his presence comforting.

“I’m here,” he said quietly, his hand covering mine.

And that was enough.

Chapter 31

Talia

I scooted closer to Aleksandr, needing to feel his warmth. Being close to him, touching his skin, reassured me that I was home and safe. He tucked me into his side, placing soft kisses on my cheek. I needed more.

Reaching between us, I skimmed my palm over his cock, gently trailing my fingers over his balls. He stiffened, his cock getting hard under my touch. Fisting it, I ran my thumb over the tip, teasing him. He rolled me onto my back, and my breath caught in my throat.

“Are you sure?” he asked concerned.

“Yes…I need you. I need to feel you inside me.”

Aleksandr’s mouth latched onto mine as he draped himself over me. The feel of his skin electrified my nerve endings. He palmed my breast, squeezing and pinching it. Settling his hips between my legs, he pressed his cock against my pussy.

Sliding my hands up his muscular back, I held onto his broad shoulders, spreading my legs further apart. “Fuck me,” I ordered.

Aleksandr pressed the tip of his cock between my wet folds while he sucked on my breasts. I bit my lower lip, waiting for him thrust his cock into me. Locking my legs around his buttocks, I pulled him closer, eager for him to get going.

“Greedy littlekiska,“ he teased.

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