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“Um…yes. He thought it was best after my mother died, but it’s nothing. It’s only like twenty thousand.” She slides my phone away from her.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart, but it’s not that low. According to the information I had Mikhail look into, you’re valued at a cool million dead.”

“I can’t believe this.”

“It’s true. I wouldn’t lie to you.” She breaks down, sobbing violently. “Hell, I knew I shouldn’t have said a thing.”

“You weren’t going to tell me?”

“Not yet. I didn’t want to hurt you, but I can’t let you talk to him.”

“Did you kill him?”

“No. I didn’t. Although I don’t believe he’ll last that long after all the money he owes and all the enemies he’s making.”

“I’m not hungry anymore. I just want to go to sleep.”

“Goodnight then. I need to speak with Mikhail as it is.” She huffs but stands and doesn’t say a word or even bother to look back at me. Anger clearly shoots off her body as she leaves the dining room. I leave my plate as well, and see Mikhail looking confused by the encounter. “Ah, please drop this off outside the bedroom and then come meet me in my office. There is much to discuss.”

“Of course.” He takes the luggage and disappears up the stairs.

Two minutes later, Mikhail is back, his expression grim. “I’m not saying that you’re wrong to push her away, but if you want the girl, it might not be smart. She’s pissed.”

“Listen, Mikhail. Trust me when I say that I want her, and she wants me. Cora bends to my touch easily, but we have the problem with her stepfather. I crave her like my next breath. If she doesn’t believe that I’d do anything to protect and care for her… well, fucking hell. I don’t just want her body.” Most would think I’m crazy for not taking advantage of her desire, but I need more, so much more.

Chapter Six

Cora

I sneak back into the bedroom after hearing that, letting the tears dry up. So, he’s pushing me away because of my stepfather and my apprehension. It’s not like it’s easy to surrender to his will, but then again, my body easily gives into him. Can I trust him with more than my body?

Yes. My heart and future are his.

Stripping down to just my underwear, I dig through his drawers and find a shirt. I had a feeling this was Dmitri’s room when he held me in his arms and his scent enveloped me. The room is masculine and nearly bare, if not for the furnishings.

I slid under the covers and rolled my face on his pillow, breathing him in before with a sigh of contentment. Time. We need time. I don’t even know the man. For all I know he could be working with the other man to kidnap me, and the call had been just a way to make me compliant.

As soon as his hands are on me, I’m completely compliant. It’s terrible and yet, I want to bend to his will, be possessed. Perhaps, it’s the thrill of this place and being in this faraway country.

Shortly the door opens, and he enters. “I see you’re ready for bed. I won’t be long.” He slips off his jacket, then frees his tie before taking off his shoes. Without a word to me, he goes into the bathroom.

I huff, petulance taking over me. I want to slam that door open and demand that he forgets my trust issues and kiss me like we both desire. Still, I don’t have the courage, so I lay my head on the pillow and try to sleep. It doesn’t work, so I pull the book I grabbed earlier and read.

The bathroom door gently opens and my book falls onto my lap as I stare at his wet chest covered in tattoos and the towel that looks so small wrapped around his waist, hiding only his unmentionables, but leaving all his muscles on display.

“Now that is a sight I could get used to,” he says, licking his lips. I slam my mouth shut and pick up the book.

“I couldn’t fall asleep, so I’m reading, but you startled me,” I lied.

“That’s the sight I’m talking about,” he says with a husky undertone. “You look like the perfect little wife, waiting for me to come to bed.” Why is he torturing me like this?

“What would we be doing when you got in this bed?” I asked with a whimper leaving my lips.

“I would be showing you why you need to stay with me. I’d make you scream my name as I send us over the edge, again and again.” He removes the towel and my mouth gapes open. “Don’t tease me like that.”

“I’m not the one naked with the huge cock proudly on display. Don’t you have clothes?”

“I was going to grab them, but that open mouth distracted me.”

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