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“Then we find someone else to make an example of. There is no shortage of people we could make use of. We just keep going until it sinks in.”
Kiril nods. “Let’s hope it doesn’t take that long.”
“Agreed.”
Kiril is five years younger than me, the third sibling out of five, with me being the oldest. He has been involved in the business for a while now, taking care of things whenever I am away. He handles some of the smaller business meetings and a few deals that I do not have the time to devote to. Occasionally, I will take him with me when I need someone I can trust with my life. Loyalty is an important thing in my line of business, and I would not put it past my competition to find a way of working a spy into our midst.
Sinking into one of the chairs in front of my desk, Kiril taps the armrest. “Is everything on track for next week’s shipment?”
I nod. “Yes, it should be. Oleg has already paid off the regular dock workers and arranged with the detectives on our payroll. There shouldn’t be any hiccups.”
“I’m going to head out a bit earlier, have the men sweep the area just in case.”
“Good idea.” Crossing my arms, I lean back in my chair as I study my brother. “You should take Maxim with you.”
Kiril is already shaking his head before I finish talking. “We already discussed this. He’s not ready for something like this.”
Maxim is the youngest of us. He has not been very involved in anything too important just yet, but the time for him to get more involved is rolling in. If only Kiril would stop kicking up a fuss and just teach him.
“I disagree. I think he will do well.”
“Are we thinking of the same brother?” Kiril asks. “Am I the only one who remembers how he passed out when he saw the blood after he cut his finger? For a Dubrov, he doesn’t have a very strong stomach.”
“So, teach him,” I challenge. “We all had to start somewhere. Help him sort that shit out.”
Kiril stares at me for a beat before nodding reluctantly. “Fine, I’ll think about it.”
His phone rings and he takes the call, standing up to pace the room.
As the rhythmic sounds of his footsteps fill the space, my thoughts slowly drift back to Kat. How her hands felt on me, and how it felt as I thrust inside her. That’s all it takes. A minute of reminiscing and I am halfway hard. It is inconvenient, to say the least, given I have not seen her since that night.
Coming from the world I do, there is very little I can’t have. Everything can be purchased for the right price. Unfortunately, however, you can only purchase something if you know where to find it. And so far, every investigation of my mystery woman has turned up empty. Every weekend I instruct my security to monitor the cameras in the club with the hope she will return, and every week I am disappointed when they have nothing to report. It’s like she just disappeared, carried away by a rogue breeze.
I know I should not be so bothered by one woman. After all, there are so many waiting to spend a night in my bed, but for some reason, I want this one. And I am losing my patience at not being able to have what I want. The night we spent together is unlike any other I have had and want a fuck-ton more of it.
“Fyodor.”
I’m pulled out of my thoughts by my brother Paval’s voice. Paval mostly handles things at the edge of our domain, but once or twice a week he will spend his day at the club. Today he has been running over security measures with some of the security detail.
He makes his way into the office and holds a tablet out towards me cautiously. “You should see this.”
My brow furrows until I look down at the screen and understanding dawns.
It’s a live stream of the security camera at the front door of the club, and in the middle of the screen is none other than Kat.
I grab the tablet, clutching the screen in my hands like it’s a lifeline. After weeks of looking for the ghost I shared my bed with, here she is in front of me. She shifts nervously from one foot to the other as she stands outside the door, unaware of the camera connecting her image to me.
“Is that her?” Paval asks.
I may have only had one night with her, but her image will forever be seared into my brain. Nodding, I spare him and Kiril a glance. “Yes, it is.”
“Why is she asking for Theo? You haven’t used that name in years. Who is she? Why have you been so intent on finding her?”
“I just want to have a conversation with her.”
A conversation that will hopefully end in more sex.
“A conversation? About what?” Kiril presses.
