Page 54 of Possession of the Bratva

“Thanks,” I replied before hanging up. Pushing the phone back into my pocket, I sighed as I entered the house. Mila was talking to the butler. They stopped and looked at me as I walked over.

“We’ll continue this discussion later, thank you,” Mila said. The butler gave us a slight bow and left.

“What discussion?” I enquired curiously.

“Oh, you don’t need to worry about that. You have towers of paperwork from hell waiting for you in the office.”

“Yes, I know, dear,” I sighed. “I have arranged with Tasha to collect it and have my secretary sort through it.” Smiling at her, I pulled Mila into my arms. “I want to focus on us,” I said seductively.

Mila grinned, kissed me quickly, and turned out of my arms. “Don’t you have work to do?” she asked, heading to the stairs.

Sprinting towards her, I caught her as she took the first step. Picking her up, I turned in a circle as I spoke. “Oh, my dear, you are work.”

Mila laughed as I stopped and lowered her. Taking my face in her hands, she looked into my eyes. “You are something else, you know.”

“Yes, I know,” I whispered as I kissed her.

“Well, I have a meeting with the guys, and then we can have lunch if you want,” she said, turning to go upstairs.

Tapping her ass as she walked, I grinned. “Sure, sounds good,” I replied. Watching her disappear, I shook my head. What was I doing? I also had to go up. My office was up there. Smiling at myself, I headed up.

Entering my office, I saw the mountain of paperwork Mila spoke of. Dailing the office, I waited for Tasha to answer. “Hey, sis,” I said as her cheery voice came through the line. “I’m putting the files and papers in a box. I’ll leave it downstairs for collection. You remembered to send someone for it, right?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Tasha’s voice blared. “They should be there in a bit.”

“Okay, thanks.”

“Talk to you later, bro,” she huffed before the line went dead.

Turning, I grabbed a box from the floor and piled the stack of papers and files into it. Most of it was receipts, purchase orders, etc., from our legitimate companies. So, I didn’t mind ifit went to the office for sorting. I pressed the intercom button briefly and waited for the butler to come up.

“Yes, sir,” he said, standing at the door.

“Please take this box down. Someone will be around in a bit to collect it for the office,” I said, pointing at the box on my desk. He nodded, picked up the box, and left. With that out of the way, I sat down and checked my emails. There were as many as I expected. Working with the Smirnovs and the Morozovs was actually making life easier.

Leaning back in my chair, I stared out the window as my mind wandered back to our last confrontation with Jason and the enemy Bratva. I am sure most Bratva families would have handled things differently. I was grateful for the assistance we got from the Morozov Family.

Mila still teased me about my non-violent methods. I was also sure that the Morozovs would have handled it differently. But we knew Jason growing up; he used to be a friend.

Life changed for us all. I could only hope that my choice was the right one, that it wouldn’t come back to bite me in the ass. I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn’t hear Mila coming in.

“Penny for your thoughts?” she said.

Snapping back to reality, I almost dislocated my neck. “Mila,” I breathed out. “You have made it a habit of sneaking up on me.” She was wearing a blue summer dress. It fit her form perfectly.

Mila laughed as she leaned forward onto my desk. “If your mind doesn’t go flying so often, I might not be able to,” she replied jokingly.

Standing, I leaned forward and kissed her. “Oh, my dear, if not for my flying, we wouldn’t have all of this,” I said, waving my hands in the air.

“I love you, you silly old man,” she whispered as she turned and walked to the door.

“Silly old man?” I asked, moving quickly towards her. Grabbing her around the waist, I pulled her back in and closed the door. Pinning her against the door, I kissed her neck as I whispered. “I’ll show you a silly old man.”

Mila giggled, pushing me lightly away. “Not now. We still have work to do, and lunch is getting cold.”

Pushing up against her as I kissed her passionately, I could feel her heart racing. “Okay, for now, I will stand down. But I do not forget even if I’m an old man.” I said, pulling back.

We headed down and had a quick lunch. “So, where was your mind this time?” Mila asked.

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