Page 3 of Corrupted Guilt

“You think you need permission. Of course it’ll be denied if you beg for it, if you need it, that’s how the world works, kiska. You need to take what you want. There’s no other way. Like this.”

My only warning is the slight tension in his body, then he moves. He catches my wrist in one hand my chin in the other,tilting my head back, our lips are almost touching, if I leaned in just a little …

Don’t think about that. He’ll know, I tell myself.

His eyes dip to my lips, and I know he knows. His lips spread into a grin, “That’s it, isn’t it? You wantmeto saveyou.”

“Fuck you,” I spit at him.

“Well, that’s one way to ask for my help.” I don’t have to look at his mouth to know it’s spreading into a grin. His thumb smears against my bottom lip.

“Let go of me,” I try to turn away from him, but he doesn’t let me.

“Not until I’m done with you,” He shifts his grip from my chin to the base of my neck, his arm around my back pulling me into him.

I can feel a hardness pressing into my belly. His hard cock.

It wants me.

That thought in my head sends my hips rolling into his, I want him, too dammit.

With want humming through my body, he presses his lips to mine. I freeze for a second, my body tense. Then I lean into it and surprise myself by kissing him back.

Oh, that feels good.

The tingling in my lips is spreading to my whole body … my pussy throbs to life.

Yuri’s hand curls around my waist and I gasp as he pulls me closer.

He feels solid and strong.

Again, I feel his erection between my thighs, and I pull back with another small gasp. My eyes find him.

“Tell me what you want, Katya.”

For a long time, I just stared at him.

“I don’t know,” I answer.

“Of course you do. Tell me what youdon’twant first. Narrow your choices,” he waits for me to answer.

“I don’t want to stay under this roof or to marry Petya,” I answer.

“Good. How could I help you with either of those things?”

“I don’t know.” And Yuri wouldn’t help me even if he could. Why would he want to?

“What if I settle this debt for Viktor but my price is you marry me? Then you’ll be under my protection, and I’ll send you away to school if you want.”

No. Fuck no. “That’s too high a price. I don’t want that with him or with you. I want freedom not exchanging this cage for another one. I know how the Bratva works. It’s no different anywhere else.”

“What do you want, then?”

“Freedom.”

“There it is princess,” he turns my head to the velvety blackness outside my window. “Take it. Escape. Run and don’t look back.”

My eyes look down, they can’t help it. When I see the ground, my body cringes from the window, leaning back into him.

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