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He kissed my pussy and then lightly played with his tongue moving up and down over my panties. My legs were shaking as my body craved his touch. I heard the buckle of his pants and then the zipper coming down.

Aleksandr gently pulled down my panties and sucked my pussy. Shaking my head I tried to calm the storm whirling through me. Looking at him, I whispered between jagged breaths. “Fuck me, baby, please, fuck me.”

He gripped my hips and lowered me onto his pumping cock slowly. He took my lips in another searing kiss. I tried moving, but he held me tight. I was wet and hungry for him. “Aleksandr,” I breathed out, pulling back just enough to look into his eyes. They appeared to be ablaze as he tenderly started moving my hips.

I rode him slow at first, every movement sending new sparks through my body. Aleksandr’s hands moved up and down my back sensually. As my body was overrun with lust, I started moving quicker and quicker.

His hands moved back to my hips, and he took over. Leaning forward, I pushed my hands into his hair as I moaned. Aleksandr’s grip was strong but sensual. I let out a loud groan as I came. My body jerked and shook from delight. His breathing was a tad labored, and I felt him slowing down.

I knew he was almost there and took back control. I rode him moving my hips up and down, and in circular strokes in between. He embraced me, pulling me into him as he moaned. I felt him filling me with his cum as his hold tightened.

For a moment, we just sat and held each other. “Mila,” he said softly, loosening his embrace. “You are the one.”

He kissed me softly before letting go. I slid back into my seat, beaming at him. Today was one of the best.

Chapter 21 - Aleksandr

I was sitting on the couch in my office going through the files Tasha had sent when Mila entered. It was all the files Mila had managed to download. “You know I wrote a report on those,” she said, sitting next to me.

Flipping through the files, I saw the report attached to the last one. “Oh, here it is,” I replied, kissing her forehead. Mila lay down with her head in my lap. Reading the report, I felt my anger building. It detailed the underground moves they had made and planned.

My blood was boiling by the time I had come to the end of the report. They had moved in on my gun shipments and my clients. Plus, they were planning on attacking my casinos.

Some of these were men my father had been doing business with since I was in nappies. I couldn’t believe the betrayal. They all appeared to have forgotten who had assisted them in their growth. They made their names with my father at their side. We had been dealing with them for so long, they felt like family.

Placing down the files on the corner of my desk, I looked into Mila’s eyes. “What’s your thoughts on the intel we discovered?” I asked.

She bit her lower lip as she thought about it. “First, I think someone within your organization is working with them.”

Her words made sense but increased the growing storm I felt inside. I couldn’t even begin to consider any of my family or employees for such a thing. I didn’t want to believe we could have a traitor in our midst. I knew it wouldn’t be any of the family who shared my blood.

“If you asked me last week about trust. I would have said with absolute certainty that I trust all my men; now I don’t know,” I replied. I took a slow breath. “The information proves that someone is talking.”

Lifting her head, I stood up and walked around my desk. “I hate having to second guess my men,” I uttered, slamming my fist on the desk.

Mila sat up as she spoke. “On page four, you’ll see that I mentioned that they were gathering intel on the family residences. One of them is surely the next target. I couldn’t get more on that, but we will have to look at it.”

As I nodded, Mila raised her hand, shifting on the couch. “Also, she added. “I have made a note on page six about a guy called Jason. He has some kind of deal going with them. I can’t tell you much about him, but I think we should start there. If you know him, it’s time to cut ties.”

I did know Jason. We had some dealings about a year back. I had wondered why he never returned my calls after that. I would be cutting more than mere ties, but I wasn’t going to share those details with her. Once I am done with them, they will regret being born. In my family, we don’t forget.

“Thanks, Mila, for everything,” I said, moving towards her as she stood up. I lightly moved a strand of hair out of her face and caressed her silky soft cheek. “I have some calls to make but will be down for lunch. Ask the chef to prepare for my siblings as well,” I added.

Mila kissed me and then headed out. I waited until I could no longer hear her footsteps before picking up the phone. I dialed Anton’s number and listened as it rang. On the third ring, he picked up. “Hey there,” his voice came booming through. “How can I assist today?”

“Come over to the estate, we need to talk. Bring Abram and Tasha as well. Akim is already here.” I said and hung up. I didn’t feel like explaining over the phone; I needed my family here and safe.

Dailing Abram’s number, I sat down. He answered quicker and this time, I didn’t wait for him to talk. “Anton’s on his way to pick you up. I’ll explain when you get here,” I said and hung up.

They all knew what it meant when I was straight. They had learned early on not to comment when I called a family meeting. It didn’t take long for them to arrive. I watched as they got out of Anton’s SUV and headed in.

I heard them coming up the stairs and down the hall as they seemingly argued about something. “Sorry,” Abram said as he stepped into my office. “I know I should knock, but you were expecting us, right?”

Nodding, I waited for them to pile in and take their seats. I gave Anton and Abram each a copy of the report Mila wrote. “Tasha,” I said, giving her a slight smile. “You had a copy. I take it you have worked through it?”

Tasha replied quickly. “Yes, I have, and I have a couple of questions and suggestions.”

“We’ll get to them,” I replied, watching my two brothers. As they read, I noticed a variety of emotions crossing their faces.

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