Page 9 of You Know I Love You

“Seat belt,” I tell her, reaching over to pull it over her.

“Thanks.”

“Stick with me, and I’ll keep you safe while you do anything you want to, Princess.” I pull out of the parking lot, heading toward my place. It’s late, and I pick up speed, making her smile grow.

“What all could we do this weekend?”

“What do you want to do?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t thought about it too much.”

“Well, think on it then, Princess.”

“And you’ll make it happen?”

“You just come up with the ideas, and I’ll handle the rest.”

I hit the button for the gate to my building to open. I pull down into the underground garage. “I’ll get it,” I tell her before hopping out and going around to open her door and helping her out. Her eyes glance around the garage. I own the whole building. It’s four floors if you count this one. Down here is where I keep my vehicles, along with the fighting ring.

“Do you have fights here?”

“Not typically, but sometimes people want to spar.” I lead her over to the elevator. I use my thumb to unlock it.

“You own the whole building?”

“Yes, but I stick to the top floor.” There isn’t much need for the third floor, but the second is a gym and another office for me. I am not planning to rent or lease it out. It’s my space to use when I want or not.

“I didn’t bring anything with me.” Willa pulls at her sweater as we ride the elevator up.

“You can wear something of mine.” She turns her head to peek up at me through her lashes. “Or you don’t have to wear anything at all.”

“Vasily,” she whispers my name, her full, round cheeks tinting pink. Willa is too irresistible. I lean down and press my mouth to hers. The way her body melts right into mine lets me know that while she might be a bit shy and inexperienced, her body knows what she wants, and I’m bastard enough to play into that. To use it to my advantage.

"Come," I tell her when the door slides open. The second the door closes behind us, a relief I didn't know I needed releases. Having her in my space, all to myself is exactly what I needed.

“Wow. This place is so modern and sleek.” She looks around in awe, which surprises me, considering she grew up in a mansion herself. I have also seen her father’s condo here in the city. It is one of the most expensive, all for show really. That’s all Karl ever was.

"Since the contractors finished their work, I haven't done much with it." That has been almost a year ago. I’ve never had people up here. That is for the bottom two floors.

“Maybe it could use a bit of color.” Willa smirks as she runs her hand across the back of the couch. “But the open floor plan is lovely.”

“We can add decorating to the list of things to do this weekend.” She snorts a laugh.

“Only teasing.”

“It could use a feminine touch.” I come up behind her, pulling her hair to the side to lean down and kiss her neck.

“You don’t want it to be mannish.”

“I want you to like it.”

“I do.” She slightly tilts her head, letting me know she wants my mouth on her again. I oblige.

"I want you to love it." I turn her in my arms. "Are you hungry or ready for bed?" Willa gently rests her hands on my chest. She can be shy but is not scared of me, nor is she trying to seduce me. It tends to be that way with most. Not with her. My Willa is so different. How she ever thought she was boring, I’ll never know.

“It’s late.” Her tongue comes out, swiping across her bottom lip. “But where will I sleep?”

“Where would you like to sleep?” I ask her, already knowing she’ll be in my bed, but Willa wants to find her own way. To step out, and I want her to have that or appear that she does, because either way, in the end, she will be mine.

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