Page 59 of His to Ruin

I rub a hand over my eyes. “You only asked me about a family dinner a few months ago.”

“Yes, the family dinner’s a separate occasion,” she says.

“So now there’s a party and a dinner?”

My mother smiles as if she thinks I’m pleased by this. “Of course. You only turn twenty-one once. It’s the day you become a woman.”

I glare across the table at her. “And here I was thinking I became a woman on my wedding night.” I scoff loudly. “Or weddingevening, since Piotr couldn’t wait until we landed in Paris to fuck me for the first time.”

“Olivia!” My mother shoots me a scandalized glare.

I push to my feet and look down at Piotr, who as usual gives away nothing of what he’s thinking. There might be a glint of amusement in his eye.

“I have a headache. Can you take me home?”

Piotr instantly rises from his seat. He places an arm around my waist.

“It was a pleasure, as always, Ava,” he says politely before steering me from the room. He ushers me out to the car. His driver, Yuri, puts his phone away and starts the engine as soon as we’re settled in the back seat. Piotr leans over to speak to him and a moment later, the privacy screen between us is raised.

“Is it always like that between you and your mother?” Piotr asks.

“She thinks everything I do is wrong, yet she worships my brothers, who are actual criminals.” I clench my fists. “And now she’s wrecked my birthday.”

“It won’t be so bad,” Piotr says. “Everyone will fall at your feet. You’re no longer a princess, remember? You’re my queen.”

“You always know the right thing to say, unlike me.”

“Yes, that remark about our wedding night was unnecessary.”

I bite my thumbnail. “Yeah, I know. I just blurt out any old shit to shock her.”

Piotr turns to face me. He strokes the hair back from my face. “You know, you don’t need to get a reaction out of her or your brothers anymore.”

“And what about you? Do you want me to stop trying to provoke you?”

Piotr smiles. “No, I’m always up for the challenge,malyskha.” His smile fades. “Did you mean what you said back there?”

I don’t pretend not to know what he’s talking about. “That I love you?”

“Yes, that.”

“I meant it.” I lean into his touch as he caresses my face with the backs of his fingers.

“Then say it again.”

“I love you, Piotr.”

He stares at me for a minute, then unclips my seatbelt and drags me onto his lap.

“I love you too,malyskha.” He kisses my neck. “So fucking much.”

“Oh, yeah?” I reach for his belt and unfasten it. “Show me.”

Piotr doesn’t hesitate. He lifts his hips to drag his pants and briefs down, then rips off the flimsy lace underwear I wore beneath my sundress. He helps me get into position and I slowly sink down onto his cock. I grab onto the seat behind Piotr to brace myself and start to move. Riding him feels like heaven. As he suckles on my neck, no doubt marking my skin, happiness sweeps through me. I’m finally where I belong. So why does it feel like it’s all going to come crashing down?

CHAPTER 20

Olivia

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