Page 55 of Possession of the Bratva

Grinning, I swallowed the last bite of my sandwich. “I was thinking about everything that has happened in the last six months.”

“The past is gone, my love,” she said as she rose from the table. I watched her intently as she came around towards me. Pushing my chair back, I pulled her onto my lap. “I have faith that everything will work out. You have a knack for coming out on top,” she added before giving me a tender kiss.

I chuckled as she stood up. I knew she was right, but I was a worrier, as my mom used to say. Even as a child, I always saw what could go wrong first. Hearing the phone ring, I shook my head. I had slipped into my mind again.

“Mila was halfway out of the room already. Glancing back at me, she spoke softly. “You going to get that flying man?”

“Yes, sorry, I love you,” I replied, pulling the phone out of my pocket. She winked at me and left. Looking at the ringing phone, I realized it was Piotr again. “Piotr,” I huffed as I answered. “How did it go? Are we on?”

He didn’t waste any time with formalities, as he replied. “We have a meeting in the city in two days. We will meet at Ivan’s club.

I felt relieved that we had gotten a meeting. I had not met Ivan yet. I only had the pleasure of working with Ashan and Roman so far. I was excited. An alliance with the Morozov Family would be a major step for us. “That sounds perfect,” I replied. “Thank you, I will make the traveling arrangements.”

“No problem,” Piotr replied. “Just keep in mind, on our side, it will only be me and Leon going.”

“Noted, I will let you know the flight details,” I responded.

“Great stuff, see you later,” Piotr added and hung up.

After making a couple of calls, I booked a private jet. I also called the hotel and booked four rooms. On our side, it would be Mila, Anton, and me going. I called Tasha and Abram to discuss what had to happen while Anton and I were away.

It was only two days, but I knew a lot could happen in that time. Getting up, I went looking for Mila. I had to inform her of the plans. I found her in her favorite spot. Most afternoons, she came to sit in the middle of the Maze of Roses. She said it opened her aura.

I would find her ready or working on her laptop. Today, she was working. I stood watching as her fingers flew over the keys. Her passion radiated when she worked.

Stepping into the clearing, I cleared my throat before speaking. “Mila, can we talk?”

She looked up at me, her eyes sparkling. Smiling, she pushed the laptop forward. “Of course, my love,” she replied in her sweetest tone.

Sitting beside her, I took her hands as she turned to me. “We got a meeting with the Morozov family,” I said, caressing her fingers. “They assisted us in getting Jason and his Bratva friend out of town, and I was hoping we could build a stronger alliance with them.”

Mila smiled, leaned closer, and kissed my cheek. “Honey, I’m already married to you, and I think all of the Morozov brothers are taken,” she said as her smile widened.

“Oh, you won’t be so lucky that I would pass you on to someone else,” I replied jokingly.

She laughed as she got up. Mila flung her arms around my neck as she sat on my lap. “I love that we can say anything to each other,” she breathed out. “I am a good influence on you.”

“No, my dear, you’re a bad influence,” I countered.

“Look at how peacefully you handled everything these last couple of months. You can’t tell me that didn’t have something to do with my influence,” she said in a cocky tone.

Rubbing her back, I spoke softly. “Oh, you are a horrible influence, but don’t get me wrong, I love it.”

Mila laughed as she replied. “That we will have to debate some more as I don’t think we will ever agree on it.”

Hugging her tightly, I kissed her forehead. “You are right, like always, my dear,” I added. “But we have a meeting with the Morozov family in two days. I have booked the jet and hotel. We will be leaving in the morning, though.”

“Leaving early?” Mila asked as she stood up. Turning in a circle before me, she placed a finger in the mouth. “I wonder what the reason for that could be?”

Getting up, I pulled her close, grinning. “I can think of many things to do in that time. Alone in a hotel room with room service.” Holding her hand, I pulled her with me as I went back inside. “You have to pack, dear,” I huffed as we moved up the stairs.

“You going to help?” Mila asked, giggling.

We stumbled into the room, almost falling to the floor. She pulled one way and me the other way. Landing on the bed, we kissed. Her lips were soft as silk, and her breath warm. “Mila,” I said, lifting my head. “I love you.”

Mila pushed me off her and got up. “I love you too, but we have to pack,” she said, moving to the closet. She pulled out two bags. Shifting the one towards me, she stood with her hands on her hips. “Come on, slow poke, get moving.” She breathed out.

Once we were packed, we had a light dinner followed by a movie and bed.

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