Page 58 of Captivated By the Bratva

“We’ll order you things once we’re in the air,” I told her. Instead of dealing with a commercial flight, I arranged for one of the Bratva’s private planes to accommodate us.

“Well, I’m sure I could ask Zoe to forward them somewhere…”

See? No worries about her complaining about cold food.Nadia was easy to please and down to earth. Frugal, too, which meant I’d have a lot of fun spoiling her.

“Or,” I argued lightly as I led her into my rental while I kept an eye out for another spying on us, “we can order you new things once we’re in the air.”

She smirked at me after I closed her door and got in the driver’s seat. “If you insist.” She rolled her eyes, and I laughed.

“I’m never going to tire of spanking my bad girl.”

She smiled as I lifted her hand to kiss her knuckles. “I’m not bad to not want to make you spend money on me.”

“That sass.” I mocked rolling my eyes, and she laughed.

“And if I want to spend money on you, I will.” I drove us to the airport, glad that she didn’t argue with me on that point any further. She was quiet on the way to catch our flight, and even more so once we were seated and waiting to take off.

“Maxim?”

I rolled my head on the headrest and looked at her. “Hmm?”

“Where are we going?”

“Where do you want to go?”

She gawked at me. “We’re alreadyonthe plane!”

I shrugged. “It’s our plane.”

Narrowing her eyes, she seemed to fight a smile. “Are you telling me that if I picked a random location, right now, you’d tell the pilot to change the plans?”

I stole a quick kiss, just because I could. And because it was too much fun.

“No.”

She rolled her eyes again.

“Not right now. Any other time, sure.”

“Then… wherearewe going?”

“To a building the Bratva owns.”

She pulled her lips in. “Okay. You know, you can just say that you can’t tell me some things instead of making me guess and all.”

“Chicago,” I replied. “I wanted to go somewhere the Bratva owned property, but not too close to New York.” I gave her a look. “Or Jersey.”

She nodded. “I’ve never been.”

I kissed her again. “We’re not going to sightsee, sweetheart.”

“I know.” She shrugged. “We’re just going to hide. Same old, same old. Story of my life.”

“Not anymore. Once Lev is handled, there will be no more hiding. Not for you.” I studied her as I got my phone out to startbuying her a new wardrobe. “Is that really how you’ve lived your whole life? Hiding and afraid?”

“After I hit puberty, yeah. Because I knew some man was out there to ‘claim’ me.”

I shook my head. “Well, too bad. I beat him to it.”

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