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The other part of me is horrified. She deserves better. This is not how her first time should be. She’s worth so much more.

Fuck.

I clench my fists. I don’t want to scare her by punching a hole in the tree.

Shoving my dick back in my boxers, I swallow the lump in my throat.

She hasn’t moved. This isn’t like my little sassy queen. I pull down her dress to cover her red ass and lightly wrap my fingers around her neck and pull her up, spinning her to face me.

Her perfectly flushed cheeks, the graze on her face, a tiny scrape from the tree bark, catches my eye. I see the faintest trickle of blood.

“Shit,” I groan, wiping the blood away.

I’m a fucking monster.

This is the first time in as long as I can remember where I truly feel remorse. Yet she’s staring at me like I’m some sort of savior with a twinkle in her eyes.

I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out. I run the back of my hand along her freezing cheek and shake my head. Shrugging off my coat, I place it over her shoulders.

“It’s cold, baby. Let’s go home.”

My dick throbs against my pants, looking at the way she’s admiring me with those big blue eyes.

With her wrapped under my arm, tight against my chest, I lead her back to the truck, scanning the area with every step. Opening up the passenger door, I help her up. She grabs my hand as I go to shut it.

“Thank you, Miki.” She smiles sweetly at me and I nod.

I’m pissed off at myself, completely dumbfounded and more obsessed with this woman than I have been with anyone in my lifetime.

“You should have told me. I would have done it differently. Are you okay? I’ll look after you when we’re back.”

“I guess I’m sore. Not too bad. Maybe soft and slow next time, big man.” That naughty grin of hers tugs at her lips and I bite the inside of my mouth.

Pulling myself up using the roof of the car, I press my nose to hers. Her hot breath beating against my mask.

“You’ll have exactly what I give you, pretty girl. Your sass might work outside the bedroom, inside there, you will be mine to tame, when I decide you’re ready for me.”

I rub my nose gently against hers and she closes her eyes, letting out a satisfied sigh.

I need to make this right, and then I can open her entire world up.

CHAPTER 22

MIKHAIL

“It’s not a good idea.She’s in a safe house too. Ivan is not above torture to try and learn locations. Stay here, I’ll be back soon.” I hate leaving Ana, but at the same time, I promised Zoya I’d see my littlest sister one more time before heading back to Vegas.

“I don’t want to stay here by myself.” Ana pushes a dark curl behind her ear and sticks out that lower lip.

Fuck, I hate what it does to my cock. It’s distracting.

“I’ll be back soon. Stay here, or I can promise you willnotenjoy the damn spanking.” I check my pistol and put it in the holster before walking towards the door.

“Fine, I’ll just stay here and enjoy myowncompany.” Ana leans back onto the small couch and props up one knee before sliding her palm down the front of her leggings.

Jesus Christ.

“I have to go.” When I slam the door shut, it takes me a minute to catch my breath.

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