Page 59 of Virgin Bratva Prisoner

I love how Oleg makes me laugh all the time. Even when we aren’t doing anything, when we are just being together. I smile constantly and the happiness just bubbles out of me in the most natural way.

“Coffee?” he asks, stroking his hand over my hair.

Mm… I can think of something else I want, but I think I might be a little tender from last night. So, coffee it is.

“Yes, please.” He playfully throws me off his body and I get tangled in the blanket. He is up and out of bed before I can unwrap it from my legs.

Oleg pulls on a pair of sweatpants and I look around for my t-shirt. He tosses it to me and winks, then walks out of the bedroom.

I throw on the t-shirt, it’s his and fits me like a dress.

I run downstairs to join him for that coffee.

When I get to the kitchen, Oleg is on his phone. He has it wedged between his shoulder and his ear as he makes the coffee. Almost dropping it he gets annoyed and puts the speaker on, placing it on the counter.

“So, it’ll start around three this afternoon. We’ll have a barbecue for lunch. The kids have all been wanting to see their cousins and swim and all that shit.”

“Sounds great, man. We’ll be there.”

“We?”

“Yes, Raisa and I will be there.”

“Right. Yes. Alright. See you later.”

The person on the other side hangs up before Oleg has a chance to say anything more and Oleg rolls his eyes, shaking his head.

“Who was that?” I ask, and he jumps a little, thinking he was alone.

“Jeez. I thought you were still upstairs. That was Leon. We have a family lunch today.”

“Oh,” I say, feeling my stomach tighten with nerves. “He seemed confused when you said ‘we’.” In all honesty, it sounded like he wasn’t happy at all that Oleg is bringing me.

“Leon just got back from a business trip. He only recently spoke to me about us being married. It’s still kind of new to him, so I think he’s still processing, but he’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure he wants me there?” I lift myself onto the kitchen counter, sitting on the edge, waiting for my coffee.

Oleg turns towards me and steps between my legs, he wraps his hands over my hips and kisses me. “Don’t worry about what Leon wants. I want you there.”

I smile, feeling warm and happy inside.

It’s difficult to admit, but even more difficult to pretend it isn’t happening. I am falling for Oleg.

He is such a gentle, beautiful man. He shows strength when it is needed, but he has the softest heart and is so protective and caring towards those around him. It’s impossible not to be falling for him.

Not to mention how fucking incredible he makes my body feel.

Oleg hands me a cup of coffee and the scent washes over me.

Alright.

I can do this.

I can go to his family barbeque and meet all of his brothers.

As long as he stays near me, I think I’ll be ok.

All morning my nerves seem to get worse instead of better. I thought that maybe by the time I got there I wouldhave calmed myself but the opposite happened and while I was getting ready , I even had a little panic moment. I’m scared to see all of his brothers in one place.

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