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Her mouth falls open. That’s a bad idea. It activates the hunger in me even more than it already was. My balls feel like they’re swelling. Her mouth was made for me, made for kissing, made for more steaminess. A vivid image of her moving that sweet mouth over my rock-hard cock flits into my mind. I push it away, trying to focus.
“You think it’s a good idea?” she says.
“You don’t want to marry him. He doesn’t want to marry you.”
“You sound surprised.”
“Dimitri does what’s best for the Bratva. He always has, but this is one step too far. Our father went too far. I don’t think he will just go along with this, but he needs time to devise a plan.”
I can hardly keep the relief out of my voice. The corner of my lip keeps trying to twitch upward. However, there’s the not-so-small problem of the deadline. We’ve got three weeks to root out the rats so that if Dimitri decides not to marry her, Nikolai can’t destroy the Bratva from the inside out.
“We’ve got time,” I go on.
“Time,” she repeats.
“That’s all a person needs,” I tell her, taking a step forward, finding it difficult not to grab her body, smooth my hands up, and feel every curvy inch. “We’ll find a way.”
“What about my brother?”
“We’ll save him, too.”
When she adjusts her bathrobe again nervously, I almost lose it. It’s like she’s trying to get me to look at her juicy tits.Juicy. I can’t believe I’m thinking about stuff like this, but that’s how she seems—a curvy treat just for me.
“In three weeks?” Mila says doubtfully. “Less than?”
“We’ll find a way.”
“Why are you so determined to help?” she mutters, then looks down at the floor.
I raise my hand and then lower it. What if I let myself care about and want her, and then she has to marry Dimitri anyway? I need to control this part of me until we find a way to end this engagement for good without any complications. That means I need to keep digging into the digital footprint of every one of our soldiers.
“I guess you don’t want your brother to marry someone he doesn’t care about, right?”
Wrong. Maybe that’s the reason Ishoulduse, but it’s not the truth. The truth would mean crossing far too many lines.
“I’m just trying to do the right thing,” I say noncommittally.
She looks disappointed, making me wonder if she wanted more. Without another word, she turns and keeps walking away. I wonder if she intended to leave me standing here, but I follow her anyway.
We stop outside her room as though we’ve just returned from a date, and she’s waiting for me to lean in, grab her bathrobe, tear it loose, and reveal her big tits and perfect body.
“How did you guess?” I say after a pause, needing her attention for a little longer.
“Huh?”
“You asked if I was a programmer, too, earlier,” I say, gesturing back the way we came to jog her memory.
The smile that touches her lip wreaks havoc on my control. Hell, it would make any man want to kiss her. There’s genuine enthusiasm in her eyes that makes them shine. “That’s kind of an obvious tattoo.”
“Is it the first thing you learned too? How to programHello World?”
She nods. I know exactly how she feels when that spark enters her eyes. It’s the same way I felt when I first discovered programming.
“Apart from websites, what else do you do?”
“I’ve been doing some algorithmic challenges, and I’ve been looking into game design. I’ve also …” She lowers her voice. “Well, I’ve downloaded a few hacking tutorials from the dark web. I’ve neveractuallydone any hacking, though.”
She adds the last part with a guilty note. I smirk, leaning in close. I’m one step away from leaning against the wall next to her head, then moving closer so we’re mere inches from each other. Being as close to her as possible would be the most natural thing to do. She’s into game design, too. The similarities won’t stop.
