Page 60 of Bratva Knight

“Fine.Malyshka!Here, Nikolai wants to talk to you.”

Rustling came through the phone, then I heard her voice.

“Hey. What’s going on?”

“Do you want to chuck me on speaker so Aleksandr can hear me too?”

“Okay. There you go. What’s up?”

“Aleksandr called you a crazy woman and said you couldn’t make him sleep outside.”

“Hey!” Aleksandr shouted.

“Oh, really?” Drea drawled. “What else did he say?”

“Shut your mouth, Nikolai!” he yelled, his voice slowly getting softer and softer with each word, like the phone was moving further away from him. “Drea, you get back here and give me that phone!”

I laughed and hung up.That’s what you get for making fun of my woman.

Drea was definitely a “no nonsense” kind of woman. The type that didn’t put up with any crap from her partner, even if he was five times the size of her.

I hoped shedidmake his ass sleep outside. Ahhh, what a sight that would be.

I turned off the engine and got out of the car, stretching my body with a groan. The day had been a long and tedious one, and it was only 2 p.m. It was partly my fault, though. I had tried to cram so much into such a short amount of time that I’d been moving non stop since I woke up that morning. But I was determined to succeed and finish the plan I’d come up with late last night, and nothing was going to fucking stop me.

I opened the trunk and stared inside, hands on my hips. I only had an hour before I had to go and pick up Tatiana.How the fuck am I going to do this?

Chapter Seventeen

Tatiana Andreeva

Ididn’tknowwhothis Desiree bitch was. I’d never met her, so she must have come in with the afternoon crew. But I had a feeling, based on what Belinda said, that she was the woman whose lips were moving towards Nikolai.

Oh, fuck no.

I stormed out of the staff room, heading right for them. Of course, I understood how unfair my anger and jealousy was. Nikolai and I weren’t together because ofme.

I’d told him countless times nothing significant would ever happen between us again. That I was desperate to move on from him. So I had no right to interfere with him and another woman. I knew that.Understoodit. And I didn’t give a flying fuck. I didn’t care that it was irrational. I didn’t care that it was unfair. I didn’t care that it made me seem like the psycho ex-girlfriend.

Nikolai would always bemine, and I didn’t want another woman even breathing the same air as him. Let alone touching him, kissing him.

Desiree was a short, curvy woman with long, dark hair. She was beautiful, with high cheekbones and perfectly shaped eyebrows. The type of woman any man would love to get their hands on.

Except for Nikolai. The annoyance on his face was as clear as a cloudless blue sky. He was sitting at the front counter when I marched out of the staff room, forearms planted firmly on the surface and body hunched forward. The stiffness in his shoulders showed how uncomfortable he was as Desiree leant towards him, trying to plant a kiss on his cheek.

He abruptly got to his feet and backed away. “I told you to back off. I’m not interested,” he hissed, vibrating with anger.

Seeing him flat out reject this beautiful woman coming onto him made me feel all giddy inside. It meant that he was in no way reciprocating her advances.

“Well, that’s just ridiculous. Every guy is interested in me.” Her hips swayedwaytoo much, prowling towards him.

Nikolai’s eyes flicked to me as I came up behind her, his features morphing into distress, like he was afraid I’d think something was going on between them. “Tati—”

“He said he’s not interested, Half-Pint. Need me to spell it out for you?”

Desiree turned around. “I’m sorry, and you are?”

“I’m the person who’s going to smash your face into that display cabinet if you don’t back the fuck up.”

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