Page 15 of Addiction

And he liked her a bit too much. Standing this close to her, breathing in her soft floral scent, was already messing with his body. He knew without a doubt that she’d be as bold in bed as she was in real life. And he couldn’t wait to explore her passion.

She sucked her lower lip, thinking. Finally, she asked, “What’s it going to take to get out of this deal with you?”

“It’s cute that you think you’ll get out of it.”

She glared at him.

He raised his hands in the air. “Alright, alright. Why don’t you join me for the rest of the party? Stay and spend some time with me, and then we can talk about the deal and letting you leave.” He checked the time on his watch. “It’s my birthday in forty-five minutes. I’d really like you to wish me.”

“How about I wish you forty-five minutes in advance and leave.”

“Nyet. My house, my birthday, my rules.”

“Then I’ll gladly say fuck you to all of the above and leave, nonetheless.”

He chuckled. “I like how you continue to think you are in control here.”

Before she could respond, the door opened, and his brothers walked in. They looked at her first, and then at him.

“We heard what happened,” Vedant said, speaking in Russian.

“And we saw that she’s involved in it,” Mihir added. “We came to check and ensure you don’t do something stupid.”

“Why will I do something stupid?”

“Because it’s you,” Vedant deadpanned. “And when it comes to her, you don’t think with your head.”

Armaan looked at Navya. “You’re right. Thereissomething about her… Nonetheless, I’m handling the situation. And her.”

Navya crossed her arms over her chest, her annoyed gaze alternating between the brothers as they continued to speak in Russian.

“She is gutsy, I have to give her that,” Mihir said. “We saw the footage of her breaking that man’s nose. Very impressive and brave.”

“That she is…” Armaan’s eyes didn’t leave her. “Have you learned who the man was and who invited him? I cannot believe he had the guts to bring drugs to our party.”

“Vasily said that he was hired as one of the service staff. He came here and decided he wanted to be a guest instead,” Mihir said. “He’s been dealt with.”

“So, no connection to Ivan?” Armaan asked, watching the frustration grow on Navya’s face.

“Thankfully not,” his elder brother replied.

“Why is she here, though?” Vedant asked. “She knows better than to cross paths with us.”

“She says that she didn’t know it was our party,” Armaan replied.

Vedant picked up his phone and tapped into it. “The entry logs show that she and her sister are guests of Vasily.”

Armaan blinked. Huh? Strange that Vasily and Navya had not acknowledged each other earlier.

“Whichsister?” Mihir’s voice had taken on a dangerous edge.

Armaan chuckled. Mihir had that predatory look on his face, like he just needed to hear the name, and he’d go hunt for his prey.

“It’s the third one,” Vedant intoned naughtily. “It’s not the one you want, brother.”

The tension immediately left Mihir’s shoulders. “What makes you think I want her? I don’t.”

“If you insist,” Armaan teased.

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