Page 91 of Disgraced (Russian Sinners 3)

Sergei

The love of my life stood in front of me, her dark eyes locked on me. What thoughts ran through her head as she watched me? Hate? Disgust? Regret?

Staying away from her over the past week was killing me. She didn’t know it but I snuck into her room every night and watched her sleep. Yes, there was something seriously wrong with me. But unless I saw her, my mind spiraled and madness threatened to descend. Maybe this was the shit that made Boris go crazy. He loved Anja’s mother so much he lost his mind when she didn’t love him back.

I can’t lose Scarlett.She was my sun and moon, my entire life. Life without her wasn’t worth living.

With her rejection, I focused on hunting Vlad and bringing down the Polish. Vlad was on the loose, scheming and threatening all my brothers like a dark cloud. The Polish mob had become bolder and doubled their human trafficking efforts. It infuriated me that women and children were suffering for the greed of the Polish. The fact that Irina assisted with all of it made me sick to my stomach. It started to appear that Irina was pulling the strings and running things in the Polish mafia while Bartek continued to be the face of it. She was scum of the scum and deserved torture and agonizing death.

That woman was never worthy of my love. Irina’s words from twelve years ago were taunting me. I realized the sense of unworthiness she bestowed on me was nothing compared to the agonizing fear I felt at losing Scarlett. I’d crawl on my knees till they were raw, just to keep Scarlett in my life.

I closed my eyes, scared I’d lose my shit just thinking about my woman leaving me. Was this what Boris felt? The madness and obsession was the only thing my father had ever gifted me. The thundering in my ears increased, the blood simmered under my skin. The madness was coming, each breath I took fed it. I felt more than heard Scarlett’s soft footsteps on the floor. I wanted to reach out and touch her so bad. I needed to feel her skin. She grounded me and kept me sane. But another rejection would break me.

“I love you too, Sergei.” Scarlett’s words were so low, I was sure I imagined them. I was hallucinating. If there was a way for me to go and lose myself into madness, this might be the best way. “I love you so much that it hurts.”

“What did you say?” I rasped, peeling my eyes open. I had to be sure my mind hadn't slipped already.

“I love you, Sergei.” Her eyes glimmered. “I want you and nobody else. There is nobody better than you. There is nobody else for me.”

I waited but she said nothing else.She loves me.Scarlett gave me hope. I put my glass down onto the side table, reached for her and pulled her onto my lap. She didn’t fight me, didn’t push me away. I couldn’t bear to lose her.

“Scarlett,” I breathed her in, burying my face into her neck. She pushed her hands through my hair, her fingers scraping against my scalp. “Don’t leave me, solnce.”

I sounded like a wimp but I didn’t give a fuck. I wanted to be her everything, like she had become my everything.

“I won’t,” she whispered a promise.

I grabbed the nape of her head and brought her mouth into a hard kiss. I wanted to conquer her, take back her surrender she gave me during our first week together. Nothing less would do. She moaned into my mouth, her body pressing against me.

The weeks without her were torture. No other woman would ever do now that I’ve had Scarlett.

Breaking the kiss, I lifted her ass off me, so I could pull her panties down her legs. Her eyes were hazed with desire, reflecting my own. Her scent alone was enough to drive me over the cliff. It was uniquely hers and I needed it like my own brand of cocaine.

I pushed her dress up over her hips. In rushed movements, she reached for my pants and eagerly unfastened the belt, then pulled the zipper down, opening my pants. Surprise flared in her eyes when she saw I had nothing underneath. My cock was ready for her.

“Straddle me,” I demanded and she instantly obeyed.

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