Page 214 of Bratva Jewels Box Set
“For sure. You’re off to a good start with the flowers. Wondering what other kinds of romantic tricks you have up your sleeve. Never thought an assassin could be romantic.”
Is she sassing me? “Just because I kill people for a living, it doesn’t mean I can’t be romantic.”
Grace chokes on a cough. “I can’t believe you just said that.”
“It’s the truth.”
“Don’t let my family hear you say that. They are still weird about your job,” she whispers.
“Did you not tell them I’m quitting?”
She shakes her head. “You can still change your mind. I want to make sure you are comfortable with the decision.”
“Excuse me, everyone, I have an announcement,” I address the room.
“Is he proposing?” Mateo whispers loudly.
Not yet, but soon I think to myself.
“This afternoon I informed Grace that I was retiring from my job.”
The room erupts into clapping and congratulations for both of us.
“Good move,” Tomas says, clapping me on the back.
“I want to help you all full-time with finding the jewels.”
“Welcome to the team.” Sophie smiles.
“Can we all discuss this when we get back? I want my man to take me out on a date,” Grace grumbles to her family.
We make it out of the apartment, and this time, I pull her to me and kiss her properly. “I couldn’t be happier in this moment.”
“Me either,” she says, linking her hands with mine as we walk down the stairs to where Sergei is waiting for us.
“You’re a vision, Grace,” Sergei says, greeting her with a kiss on the cheek. He holds open the car door for her to get in while I walk around the other side.
“I love Paris.” Grace sighs as we watch the city pass by from the car. “What’s your favorite city?”
“I’m not sure. I’ve never really had a vacation and explored a place before. Usually, I am there to get a job done.”
“You’ve never had a vacation?”
“Never.”
“We will need one as soon as this mess with Dmitri is sorted. Find that island you said you wanted to take me to where I could sit on your face all day.”
Sergei coughs and Grace’s cheeks burn with embarrassment.
“Ignore him,” I say, squeezing her knee. “I like the sound of that. One day soon when everything has settled down. You and I are disappearing to a tropical island.”
My phone buzzes in my pocket and I ignore it as I’d much rather use my lips to taste Grace. But then it rings again.
“Must be urgent,” Grace mentions.
Pulling my phone out of my pocket, my stomach sinks when I see who’s calling me.
“Dmitri, what the fuck do you want?”I answer in Russian.
