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“There’s a lot of you. My head is spinning.” I give him a big smile. “I can’t believe I have a brother. All these years I just thought I was an only child. I always wished I had a big family.”

His dark eyes find mine as he brushes a hair back from my cheek. “I can give you that.”

Stepping out of the double doors, instead of turning left to go towards the parking garage, we turn right towards the huge maze of rooms attached to the casino.

“She lives here?” I trail behind him as we stop in front of an executive suite.

“Apparently she does now. That’s who I went to visit before we left Russia.” Mikhail takes a deep breath, then drops his knuckles against the door.

When it opens, a gorgeous woman is standing there with a long flowing black dress, raven colored hair, and bright red lips.

They drop into a frown when she sees me.

“Oh, Mikhail. I’m so happy you’re here! Did Enzo tell you about the frightful time we had?” Her gaze drops to run up and down my body. “Did you bring a babysitter so we can have some time together?”

Awhat?

“Hey, I’m not the?—”

Mikhail squeezes my hand, quieting me. “She’s not the help. Zoya, I’d like to introduce my wife, Anastasia Volkov.”

Zoya’s mouth opens and closes soundlessly, but her dark eyes narrow. “I see. I didn’t know you were married.” She gives me a wane smile. “You’re so young…newlyweds?”

I nod. “Last week. It was kind of a whirlwind. You see, after Ivan kidnapped me, Mikhail?—”

He jerks on my elbow, silencing me again.

“I’m glad you’re settled. You’ll be safe here. We can schedule a meeting with the rest of the family later this week once you’re comfortable.” He slides his palm down my arm and wraps his thick fingers around my wrist. “We’ll be going. I’ll have Enzo check on you in the morning.”

As he pulls me down the hall, I hear her scoff and click her room shut.

“We didn’t get to see your sister,” I protest.

“There’ll be plenty of time for that later. I’ve had enough time with family for today. I’d rather spend the rest with you.”

He jabs the button to call the elevator, and as the door slides open he grabs my wrist and drags me in, hitting the parking lot button. Before the doors can close, his hand is around my neck and his lips over mine.

The heat of my cheeks burns as he pulls back and hits the red stop button, making the floor shake beneath my feet.

“On your knees.”

I look around the open glass, searching for cameras. I don’t know. What the hell is he doing?

“Do not make me ask again.”

He frees his cock from his pants and without thinking, I drop to my knees in front of him. Smirking down at me, he taps my lips with the tip of his cock.

“Open that sassy mouth of yours.”

I do as he says and almost gag when he thrusts in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat.

“Good girl. Now I’m going fuck it and teach you a lesson in staying quiet.”

His fingers tangle in my hair, holding me firmly in place.

“Your mouth is sinful. And so fucking bratty,” he groans above me, sending shockwaves to my pussy.

I take it I said too much back there, maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned the details to her about how we got married.

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