Cousins tried to get Alexei’s attention as they walked around the party. They were concerned, wondering what he was doing dating an American and what Yakov would think. It was so repetitive that Alexei waved away anyone who tried to speak to him. So, they chose to whisper to each other instead.
“You think he’s just fucking her?”
"He brought her to his mother’s party, and now she’s here?”
“Uncle Yakov must be shitting bricks.”
“She must like Russian dick.”
Alexei was relieved that Jolie didn’t know Russian. And he was glad he canceled his other date to be her escort. He couldn’t imagine leaving her to the wolves.
“What’srussky chlen?”
Alexei’s eyes widened, and he stupidly responded, “Hmm?”
“What’srussky chlen?I just heard it.Russkyis Russian. What’schlen?”
Avoiding the topic, Alexei questioned, “You trying to learn Russian?”
A heat pressed on her cheeks. “Just a little. It will take me a long time, but I thought learning would be fun.”
She didn’t know how attractive that was. Alexei nearly groaned with devastating desire. Jolie was his perfect woman, and he could never have her. He wanted to run away from her—just walk away and bury himself in a video game to get his mind away from her.
“So, what does it mean?”
Alexei acted like he didn’t remember what she said, and she laughed, repeating the question. He scratched the stubble on his cheek before replying, “‘Member.’ They were talking about ‘Russian members’ of the military.”
Jolie didn’t believe him, butchlenwas translated as ‘a member,’ even though it was used for ‘dick.’ So, it wasn’t a lie, just an impartial truth. “You want me to teach you some Russian phrases?”
Jolie beamed. “I would love that.”
Alexei’s smile slowly drifted as he watched Sonya approach from over Jolie’s shoulder. She had changed into a long white see-through dress, wearing nipple pasties and a white thong to cover her privates. It was too provocative, even for this crowd, and would mark herfor what she was: a whore. The looks she received as she came to him were of mixed variety. Some interested, some disgusted. Sonya was a beautiful Russian woman, but her occupation was not respected.
Alexei forgot to filter himself when she stopped before him. “What the hell are you doing here?”
Sonya smiled lovingly, and replied in Russian,“You forgot to dissolve my invitation at the front. Is this my replacement?”She didn’t let Alexei answer as she held her hand to the woman. “Hi, I’m Sonya. I was his date for tonight, but I was stood up for some reason.”
Jolie’s eyes widened, and she grabbed the woman’s hand. “Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know. There’s no reason for you to be stood up. Alexei and I are just friends. Join us, please.”
Alexei turned his head, clenching his teeth. He didn’t understand Sonya’s intentions but making him look bad in front of Jolie was enough to fire her and, if not, destroy her career.
Sonya’s smile brightened. “Perhaps we can both be his date tonight. Alexei has energy and stamina for the two of us.”
Jolie’s eyes widened at the insinuation and didn’t know where to look.
Alexei had Sonya’s arm in his grasp. “Excuse me.”
“I have enough bruises from earlier.” She said it in English, making eye contact with Jolie. “He’s so rough when he’s fucking.”
Alexei tugged her, making her trip and fall into him. He had her by the waist, leading her toward the door.
“You’re lucky we are in a crowd.”
“I thought I could help.”
“How was that helpful?”
Sonya smirked.“She is now wondering what you’re like in bed.”