Page 74 of Disgraced (Russian Sinners 3)

His eyes darted to Sonia and she smiled confirming it. “It would be good,” she commented. “That way she feels at home here.”

“Give me a list of what you want and we can send one of the men to get it,” Sergei interjected.

“Michail, please tell the man standing next to you,” I gritted through my teeth, “that I won’t be having men selecting my undergarments and nightgowns.”

Michail actually rolled his eyes, and it made me want to smile. I was rubbing off on him or was he like that before. Either way, I liked it.

“Scarlett, he heard you,” he replied exasperated.

I shrugged my one shoulder. “Well, if he heard me, he will also know that I want my wallet back. The one that was in my room when he arranged for my kidnapping. Or he can cough up some money. And lots of it, because I intend to buy a lot.”

Sonia gasped behind me. I guess she didn’t know Sergei had me kidnapped.Good,I thought smugly. He wasn’t a bright shining star. He was the devil, disguised in a handsome and hot body.

I tilted my chin up, challenging Sergei to say something. His eyes darkened, and his lips pressed tightly together. Good, I pissed him off.

“It’s not safe to go shopping right now,” Sergei finally replied, his voice strained.

“Then provide for security,” I spat back. “If you are not able to keep me safe while I go shopping, then you certainly can’t keep me safe from anything else.”

I barely blinked, and Sergei was on me, pinning me against the wall.

“Michail, take Sonia and secure a vehicle along with guards,” Sergei told him, his eyes never moving from me. “We’ll meet you in fifteen minutes.”

Those two scurried along, while I remained with my back pressed against the wall, my breathing hitched. I desperately tried to calm my racing heart and appear unaffected by his closeness but was failing miserably. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and hold on to him. I missed him so much.

I kept waiting, not sure for what. Having him this close to me was not good for my body. I literally wanted to arch my back off the wall so I could feel him even closer. My body burned for his touch, wanting him against me. And that enraged me even more. That I was so weak, I couldn’t resist him.

“Now what, Sergei?” I meant to sound defiant, but all I accomplished was to sound needy.

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