Page 16 of The Bratva's Knocked-Up Bride

It seemed one was a lot more focused than the other.

“I didn’t realize the Levovs had time to sit around and sample their product,” I said, breaking the silence as I enteredthe space, glancing between them, the stage, and the woman in Kir’s lap.

Lukyan let go of a half-relieved, half-expectant breath once the two of them acknowledged me.

Kir chuckled and gave the woman’s hip a faint squeeze, eyes slightly glazed with his buzz. “Gotta stop and reap the rewards every once in a while, right?”

His brother, on the other hand, scoffed and gestured for me to sit. “It’s about time you got here.”

“Better late than never,” I returned, vaguely amused as I sat down on the section of couches across from them.

“At least you didn’t show up with a distraction,” Luk muttered as he grabbed the bottle of whiskey in front of them and poured some into a glass before handing it to me. He casted an annoyed glance at the other Levov.

The dark-haired woman’s face was buried in the crook of Kir’s neck while she kissed his skin and lightly traced the scar on his shoulder as he smirked at Luk. He adjusted his hold on her and chuckled. “Come on now, don’t be like that…”

“We’re here to work, not indulge.”

Kir hummed and let his hand glide down her back. “Why not both? That’s true efficiency.”

“Jackass…” Luk mumbled as he shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“This should’ve been a phone call anyway,” the other Levov stated, looking smug still as the woman in his lap continued her ministrations, growing more restless while she nipped at his skin.

“Well, it’s not. We were both here, and Damien was nearby, so get serious, will you?”

Kir mumbled something under his breath, grumbling as he pulled the woman back by her hips and gave her ass a small smack, eyes on her with a hazy grin. “Stick around…I’ll see you after.”

Despite looking vaguely annoyed by the interruption, she nodded with a wanton smile before slipping out of the VIP section.

“Alright, buzzkill. I’m wholly invested now,” Kir chided sarcastically to his brother as he leaned back in his seat with his arms spread across the back.

Chuckling to myself at Luk’s irritation about the whole thing, I shook my head and sipped the whiskey.

I hated to admit it, but the damn Levovs could be entertaining when they wanted to be…and they knew how to make a good drink.

“Onto more important matters,” Lukyan began, sighing before he directed his attention to me. “What have you found out?”

Focusing on the topic at hand, I pulled myself together and sat up a bit straighter. “So far, I’ve narrowed it down to a handful of suspects. They seem the most likely to be involved.”

They both nodded, but Luk lifted a brow at me. “And?”

“And I need more concrete proof before I can corner anyone about their involvement. I can’t go making claims without knowing for sure.”

The older Levov blinked back at me as if waiting for more. “That’s it?”

Slight guilt and irritation moved beneath my skin at his words, aware that I could’ve had more by then, but I didn’t. Mostly because I had been too focused on Sky, but I wasn’t about to tell him that much.

I nodded, wracking my brain for any kind of excuse or reasoning that might preserve their opinion of my work ethic.

Luk sighed and sat back, stroking his chin absently. “It’s been a full week now, and you don’t seem that close to uncovering who the rat is. We need to find out who’s leaking our information to other prominent families in the city.”

It was annoying to feel like I was being scolded for doing an inadequate job, but at the same time, I also knew he was right. By not locking in on one suspect and getting the truth out, I was leaving both of our families exposed, and it was giving those vultures more than enough time to act.

Uncovering the rat wasn’t just to help the Levovs. I was also guarding the best interest of my family, and that wasn’t something I was willing to fumble. I just needed to focus. I needed to get the job done.

Jaw set, irritated with myself and the very tempting distraction that was Sky Ridley, I forced out a breath. “Look, it’s not ideal, but at least I have more than nothing. I’ll get to the bottom of it, I just need time to be sure before I start making any accusations.”

Both Luk and Kir examined me for a long moment as if contemplating if they could take my word for it.

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