Page 25 of Bought By the Bratva

I could see the anger in him subduing and his mood changing. “Maybe,” he uttered before turning to look at his brother. I wasn’t sure if he was actually speaking to me or Anton. I was just relieved it was all over, and we could get out of the meeting room.

Alexandr, his wife Mila, Tasha, and Anton stood and moved to the corner of the room. “Just a second,” Abram said as he got up and walked over. While they discussed something in private, Abram kept glancing at me.

The first time he looked my way, I pretended to be shy as I placed my hair behind my ear, smiling at him. He refocused on the discussion, but it didn’t last long. The second time he looked my way, I rose and swayed my hips lightly. I turned and walked to the window. Glancing back at him over my shoulder, I licked my lips.

This time, I knew I had caught his full attention. He said something to his family and started moving towards the door. He made waving motions with his hand at his side, and I followed him to the door.

Before stepping out with him, I stopped at the door. “Goodbye, everyone,” I said softly. Alexandr looked towards us as he greeted us, and the others simply nodded.

Abram grabbed my hand as I moved through the door, practically dragging me down the hall with him. We turned towards his office but went up the next hallway to the filing room.

He slammed the door closed behind us. Turning, he took hold of my hips and pinned me against one of the bigger filing cabinets. He kissed me hard as his hands moved all over my body. Feeling excited, I pulled his shirt out of his pants and then stopped.

Abram pulled back for air. “Someone will see us,” I breathed out.

He leaned closer, replying between kisses down my neck. “No one will come looking. They’ve got their own things to do.”

His hands moved over my legs, my back, and my breasts as he kissed my face, my neck, and cleavage. I couldn’t help but wonder if it wasn’t for my mission, if we had met under different circumstances, and if I could truly be with him. It would have been such a different life.

After all, he was a kind, gentle man that made me forget my problems. Plus, he was irresistible. So much so that I couldn’t get enough of him. At times, he could be amusing and so sweet. Closing my eyes, I pushed the ideas out of my mind.

Sighing in my mind, I knew that I could only pretend it was real for as long as it lasted. I knew it could never be. He most likely would never forgive me if he knew my true intentions.

Pushing my hands in under his shirt, I moved them up, leaving a soft line with my nails. Abram grabbed my ass, holding me tighter as he huffed into my ear. There was a sudden vibration in his pants pocket, and then the air filled with the beeping sound of his phone.

This time, I sighed out loudly. “No,” I whispered as he pulled back and took the phone from his pocket. Glancing at it, he replied softly. “We’ll have to postpone. I have a couple of things to take care of.” Looking up he kissed my cheek as he continued. “I’m sorry, this can’t wait.

He shoved the phone back and stepped closer, taking my face in his hands. Abram kissed me warmly before letting go and leaving me once again alone in the filing room. I watched as he walked out, pushing his shirt back into his pants.

Grinning, I wondered what his little brother would have said had he seen us now. After fixing my clothing and hair, I headed out as well. Sitting down at my desk, I quickly scanned the emails, replying only to those that couldn’t wait.

I had been so submerged in my work that I didn’t notice Abram returning. He came right up to my desk and stood there with his hands in his pockets. Looking up, I spoke. “Do you need anything?” I heard my voice pitching slightly, but he didn’t seem to mind.

Grinning, he replied, sounding half sarcastically. “You are good at your job. I must give you a golden sticker and stick it on your forehead. What do you think about that?”

Rolling my eyes, I covered my mouth with my hand to contain the giggle pushing up. “I’m not a pre-school child, you know!” I replied lightly.

“Well,” he added, sitting down on the edge of my desk. “You are still so new at it that you could say this job is pre-school for you.”

Leaning back in my chair, I crossed my arms over my chest as I shot back at him. “In that case, what can I do for the all-mighty and great teacher?”

His grin widened as he leaned forward grabbing my shoulders as he whispered into my ear. “Oh, little one, you can start by getting me a coffee. But you need to go down to the coffee shop down the road and pick one you think I’ll like.”

“Okay,” I replied, giving him a big smile. Abram let go of my shoulders and stood up as I continued. “I’ll get you the best coffee you’ve ever tasted.” Pushing up from my desk, I sent my chair, wheeling up against his office.

Abram raised his brows as I gently shoved past him and left. On my return, I found him in his office. I walked in and placed the cup down before him as I spoke. “There you go, sir; I do hope you enjoy it.” Turning on my heels, I made a beeline for my desk, smiling.

I didn’t dare turn around. I sat patiently, waiting for him to taste it. As he came storming out, I knew it was done. “What the hell is this?” he questioned loudly. It looked like someone had handed him a dirty diaper as he placed the cup on my desk, holding only the rim in two fingers.

Taking a deep breath, I swallowed my laughter. Looking up at him all innocently, I spoke in my most childlike voice. “It is coffee as you wanted.” I noticed his complexion turning red. Before he could say anything, I continued. “You did say I should get something I thought you would like. So, this coffee contains cinnamon and chai. Do you not like it?”

“No,” Abram huffed back. “I definitely do not like it.”

Rubbing my chin, I replied, glancing from the cup at him and back. “I felt sure you appreciated the spicy things in life.” Shrugging my shoulders, I moved the cup and papers before me to the side.

I got up and leaned across my table as I continued. “I have been a naughty girl, sir. I didn’t follow your orders properly.” Glancing over my shoulder at my ass, I shook it lightly. “I think I may need a spanking.

Abram shook his head, turned, and went back into his office. I felt satisfied with myself and continued my work beaming.

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