Page 10 of Dmitri

“A lot. I’d rather not discuss it either.” He nods and then brings my hand to his lips, kissing the back of it. A trail of goosebumps heads up my arm.

A knock on the open doorway causes Dmitri to lift his gaze. “Dmitri, they’re clean and ready.”

“It’s time for your wardrobe, Cora. We can discuss everything else later. I’ll be back by dinner time.”

“Do you promise?” I want to believe that he’ll be straightforward with me, but I can’t trust him just yet. My body wants to listen to whatever he says, but my head isn’t ready to give in.

He stands and then helps me to my feet as if I’m incapable of doing it myself. “As I said before, I am a man of my word. Now let us go meet them before I change my mind and keep you locked in here with me in just my shirts.”

My face floods with heat as I imagine his hands and mouth all over me. The pull he has on me is strong and I’m sure it’s not going to be long before I surrender to his muscular embrace.

“What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”

“Nothing. Just zoning out,” I lie.

“Okay,” he said with a smirk. We headed up the stairs to the room that I stayed in last night.

“So, I slept in your room?”

“Yes, you did, and I took one of the guest bedrooms.” He opens the door before I can form a response to ask why, so all conversation stops because we’re no longer alone. The ladies are setting up with several dozen items laid out. “Don’t disrespect my fiancée,” he tells the women.

“Yes, sir,” they say in unison.

He presses his lips to my temple and then says, “I will be out after I finish some business in my office, but if you need anything, Mikhail will handle it.”

I nodded, unable to speak because of his kiss. He leaves us alone, closing the door behind him. “Well, ladies. What do you have for me?” I asked.

The woman in a blue dress steps forward with a smile, “We should have everything you need, but let’s see what we can put on your gorgeous figure.”

I spend two hours trying on outfits, finding the perfect ones. They have a few select sizes and styles. She pulls out another container, and this one makes me blush. It’s underwear and bras.

“These would look great on you.” The price tag on them nearly stops my heart. The bra and panty sets are insanely expensive. I can’t believe that a pair of panties cost that much. “Whatever you like, we can have more added to your wardrobe. This is just a sample of the collections.”

“Thank you, but I don’t know if I need that much.”

“She needs everything,” Dmitri growls at the door with his eyes focused on a pair of black panties that I had in my hands.

“Is everything okay? I thought you would be gone all day.” I asked.

“Just checking on the progress. My client rescheduled the meeting. It’s been two hours, but I have to leave.” I look over to the woman in blue for an answer because I’m not sure how this works.

“Actually, sir. We’re done. I have a record of what she prefers, and these are the clothes she’s keeping for now.” Shewaves at the neat stacks on the bed. She snaps her fingers, and the rest of her team pack up the remaining items that I passed on.

“Thank you,” I say.

“Yes, thank you for coming here in a rush.”

“It’s our pleasure. Have a great day.”

They depart and then Dmitri closes the distance between us. The heat of his body reminds me that I’m only in a robe. Almost completely naked in front of the man who turns me into a needy mess.

He slides up behind me and then pushes my hair out of the way. “So now that you’ve tried on so many outfits, are you tired?”

“I’m a little tired. Who knew that trying on tons of clothes could be so exhausting.”

“Why don’t you take a nap?” he offers me, but suddenly I’m not in the mood for sleep. I’m about to ask him to stay with me when his phone rings. He pulls it out of his pocket and then frowns.

“Excuse me, but I really must go.” He turns on his heel and leaves as he answers the phone, speaking in rapid Italian.

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