Page 40 of Filthy Desire

She had no idea what the Russian words meant – well, except for goodbye, she understood that.

“Gio, keep me informed about Colton. I’m sending my own man down to Mexico.”

Alek slid out of the car and walked along the tarmac.

Two men stepped out of the plane. Both huge, both wearing sunglasses and sporting shoulder holsters. Alek waved at them, and they stepped aside to let him board.

Kara was intrigued by Alek and yet she hoped she never had to meet him again.

“Well, as usual Gio, it’s been a night I will never forget,” Kara murmured.

“Tell me about it. My suit is ruined thanks to those sprinklers.”

“You should be thanking me for setting them off and distracting Vincent.”

Gio turned around from the passenger seat and looked at her, his eyes heated.

“You’re in, now. All the way. You know what that means?”

“I do,” she replied with a smile.

“Good,” he turned around as Roman drove them out of the airport. “We’re going back to your place. Pack up your stuff. You’re moving in with me.”

Of all the things she expected Gio to say, that was the last of them. Maybe she hadn’t heard him correctly.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me, Red. You’re mine now. That means you live with me. You fuck only me.”

Kara didn’t know whether to laugh, shout, or do both. This man was insane!

“We’re business partners. Not the other kind. And I can’t just pack up my whole life in a few hours--”

“You can and you will. Roman and I will help you.”

“But--”

“Stop the car, Roman.”

Roman did as his boss asked and Gio got out and slid into the back seat beside Kara. He gripped her face and pulled her in for a fierce kiss that had her clawing at his coat, frantic to touch him.

“You’re mine, do you understand?” he repeated, and Kara pulled back, her mouth swollen, her brain offline.

“Yes,” she replied.

The word just popped out. What was happening to her?

“Good.” He leaned back and tapped on Roman’s shoulder.

Kara was still in shock when they arrived at her apartment but then realized she was getting exactly what she wanted.

She was going to be Gio’s right hand woman, the queen to his king.

But first, there was the matter of her apartment and of course, her cat. No one was more surprised to find out she had a pet than Gio.

“What is that?” Gio pointed at Riley, who was sitting on her couch.

“Don’t you recognized a pussy when you see one?” Kara quipped.

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