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I get one last look before he disappears around the corner.

For a moment, I don’t know what to think or what to do. But then I notice something, something that hits me in my stupid fluttering heart like a jackhammer.

Leonid has left the bedroom door open.

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Leo

How long will it take for her to stumble downstairs and meet me in the kitchen?

The competitive side of me is counting down the seconds.

If I didn’t just work her appetite up something fierce, than I failed. Although, if she’s too sore too move…

Either way, round two will come quickly and savagely if she doesn’t wander that tight little ass down here before this bacon is done—I don’t care how sore she is.

Hopefully she at least has enough wits about her to get dressed first. I know I didn’t. Not at first.

Tossing another strip on the pan, my belly rumbles and a warm satisfaction echoes up from my toes.

Really, I should be hitting myself right now.

I just fucked Sophia Xiphias. The girl who’s supposed to be my enemy. The leader who rallied the Greeks. The same Greek fucks who blew up that library.

Sophia said it herself. Retsos would have never done something like that. These are her terrorists. Men who will kill for her because they believe she’s a fighter.

Well, she is a fighter. I know it first-hand.

But what would her loyal followers think if they knew what we just did?

Their queen.

My lover.

The ache in my leg throbs softly as I lean against the marble kitchen counter.

Inside of me, the satisfaction is slowly starting to wear off, and a vicious whirlwind of conflicting emotions is threatening to take hold.

I try to ignore it. But it’s no use.

What we just did upstairs… it was incredible. But it could cost me everything.

Eventually, the feds are going to find out who was responsible for these bombings. Then they’re going to come after us for inciting it. Hell, they should come straight for me. I’m the one who took the princess. I’m the one who caused this mess.

If I was smart, I’d be negotiating the terms of Sophia’s release right at his very moment.

But even the thought of giving her up sends a sharp pang up through my leg and directly into my chest. It’s quickly followed by a burst of fury.

No. She’s mine.

I earned her. And now that I’ve made her want me just as badly as I want her, I know there’s no going back.

Not that I want to.

“Mr. Barinov… are you decent?” Maeve’s tiny voice comes from around the corner. She must have heard my declaration earlier.

I was butt naked when I stormed out of Sophia’s room, on cloud fucking nine. But I still had the mind to pick up some gym shorts and a t-shirt from my room on the way downstairs.

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