Page 218 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

But in those same eyes, he also saw her every fear, and his hands fell from her shoulders. “Dammit.” Frustration underlined the billionaire’s voice. “Can’t you just choosenotto be hurt?”

A tremulous laugh escaped her. “I wish that’s possible—-” Fredericka hadn’t even finished speaking when he started walking away, and her voice trailed off.

So this was it, she thought numbly.

She watched him walk farther and farther away from her.

This was better, this was better, this was better—-

But when he reached for the door, she couldn’t help it.

“Will I s-see you again?”

Sergei stopped, his hand still on the doorknob.

Shame engulfed Fredericka.

Shiiiiiiiiit.

After making such a big fuss of how nothing could happen between them, why did she have to ask him that?

Sergei knew it would have been smarter, even kinder, to simply walk away without saying a word.

The less said, the better, wasn’t that how it always was?

And yet, when he heard the catch in her voice as she called out to him-—

“S-Sergei?”

Blyad.

He had planned to leave so he wouldn’t hurt her, but he was already hurting her.

Spinning around to face her, he said harshly, “One night.”

Fredericka’s eyes widened.

He heard himself say, “Give me this one night. Let me just have a taste of you – and I don’t mean I’ll fuck you, but I just want...” He breathed hard. “I just want to feel you come, to taste your cum, and then we can think of each other as—-” His lips twisted. “A fantasy. One night is enough to live the fantasy,pchelka,but one night won’t be enough to hurt you.”

Oh.

“Da?”

He was asking her if she would say yes to the fantasy.

She whispered, “Da.”

And then everything was a blur.

They met halfway in the living room, their mouths fusing—-

Her first kiss.

His hands rushed over her body—-

Her first caress.

His arms locked around her—-

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