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“Yes, thank you.”
“Okay, good. We’ll… speak soon.”
Apparently, I’m trying to earn a reward for the most awkward exits. When I return to the house, Mikhail blocks my path.
“Is everything okay?”
“It’s fine,” I grunt.
“That didn’t take very long.”
“How long ishellosupposed to take?”
“You just left her out there.”
“Then show her where her bedroom is,” I snarl. “You’re the underboss now, remember?”
I try to storm away, but Mikhail won’t let me. He walks into my path again, blocking me. When I go the other way, he blocks me again. “Look, it’s okay to mourn him. I know he had his problems, but it’s okay.”
“You think this is aboutour father?” I try to shoulder-check Mikhail out of the way, but he’s strong and doesn’t budge much.
“What is it, then? Something’s different with you.”
“Can you blame me?”
This time, he moves out of the way. I know I’m being immature and probably making this more complicated than it should be, but I can’t fake it. I can’t force it. I can’t make myself want one person over another. I never even felt the desire to wantanyoneuntil yesterday, dammit.
I spend the next two hours on a business call in my office. Then I hit the gym and eat a meal of some chicken and rice. After, I head to my bedroom, into the en suite, and take a steaming hot shower. As the water pours down my body, I think about Lia, how soft her lips were, how nervous her kiss was, to begin with, and then she made this breathy, horny noise and pulled me even closer, hungry, craving.
Moving my hand down my body, I wrap my hand around my dick, imagining what it would’ve been like to strip off her work clothes, that black skirt and those tights hiding her juicy legs, pop off her shirt, pull her bra down, and reveal her mouthwatering tits. I stroke my hand up and down and?—
There’s a knock at the door to the en suite. The only person who would do that is Mikhail. It must be urgent. Turning off the shower, I call out, “What?”
There’s no reply—just another knock.
What the fuck?
Getting out of the shower, I go to the corner of the room, move aside the false wall, and open the gun safe. After taking out the loaded pistol, I move to the door, water dripping down my naked body and onto the floor.
I hear another knock but no voice. If it were Mikhail, he would’ve responded. None of my men would knock on the en-suite door unless they had to, but why aren’t they saying anything?
The only thing I can think of is that, somehow, somebody has bypassed the security and wants to take out the new boss. I open the door a crack, pushing the gun barrel through, keeping my body to the side so there’s less chance of them hitting me.
“Ah! No!”
A woman yells, and then footsteps rush away.
“Wait,” I call out. “Mila?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Wait! I need to get dressed.” At least she didn’t see me naked, just the gun, and then she was running. I hate the idea of anyone other than Lia seeing me like this. “Can you face the wall?”
She snorts as if to say,We will be married soon. Why does it matter?But then she says, “Okay, sure.”
I wrap a towel around my waist just in case and then quickly get changed as she stands at the wall. She’s in her underwear, I realize, what’s supposed to be sexy lingerie. I feel like a traitor, even being in the same room as her.
Once I’ve thrown on some clothes, I return to the en suite and grab a robe.
