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The instant he got to the door, he would have seen us long before he stepped onto the gravel path.

As he comes closer, I take note of the wrath on his face. It confirms my thoughts.

Damn it.What the hell am I going to do now?

My mind is still climbing down from that kiss, and I can’t think straight.

I don’t think I could anyway.

Virgo snaps his gaze back to me. “Don't go with him. No matter how much he paid, I will take care of whatever trouble you are in.”

The offer surprises me, but I don’t get to answer because Petr marches up to us, completely enraged.

“I thought you were going to the bathroom.” He glares at me, then at Virgo.

Like Virgo, it’s clear Petr is a man who’s used to getting what he wants, but he’s also visibly scared of Virgo even though he challenged him at the poker table.

Petr seems sensible enough to know that sort of challenge would only work in a game. Apart from being a Bratva boss, Virgo is almost a foot taller than Petr, and his sheer size in muscle would make two of him.

When Petr looks back at me, I know I have to give him an answer.

“I just needed some air,” I say, swallowing hard.

“Withhim?” The fury on his face flows into his words, making each syllable rise like hands balling into tight fists.

I can't think of anything else to say that would work.

“Watch it, Petr Nasellev. Remember in whose presence you stand.” Virgo sounds like he could be the earthly incarnate of the God of War. The tone of his voice is so firm and harsh it’s enough to make Petr go rigid and tense like he might snap in two.

“We're leaving now.” Petr looks back at me and grabs my arm.

“Remember what I said,” Virgo calls to me.

I look back at him as Petr ushers me away.

Virgo clenches his jaw when Petr yanks me closer.

We turn the corner and head back into the building, out of Virgo’s sight.

I feel like I just walked back into darkness. Confusion rules my mind, and everything feels wrong, including leaving this hotel with this man.

I feel worse when we get into his car and drive away.

ChapterFour

Olivia

By the time we reach Petr’s two-story apartment by the beach, I feel like my organs have turned inside out.

We drove here in silence, but I suspected that might have been more for his driver’s benefit than because we had nothing to say.

All the way through that arduous drive, I kept thinking I shouldn’t do this. But the closer we got to the apartment, the more my chances of getting out of this situation slipped away.

The apartment is set in a beautiful complex that’s secluded from everything. As appealing as that is, it means no one can hear you scream if you’re pouring out your soul for help.

I sense the shift in the air the moment we step out of the car and Petr places his hand to the small of my back to continue leading me to Hell.

This was a terrible idea. All of it. And I don’t know how I’m going to spend the rest of the night with this man.

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