Page 19 of Cunning Vows


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“How much do I owe you if I agree to a taste?”

“Technically, without the late payment, he owes me fifty million.” He smiles and pulls back, and I feel the absence of his warm hand over mine. I have the urge to scrub my hands and body immediately, not used to the unfamiliar feeling that lingers.

He casually takes his empty glass and walks over to the bar as if he owns it, and pours himself another drink. I know my brother only likes expensive-tasting liquor. We’re the same in that sense, a taste for expensive vices. Mine just so happens to be the shiny type. “Late payment is an extra million a day,” he adds.

“How late is he?” Fuck, Alek, what have you done? What have you left me with?

“One month.”

“Thirty million?” I ask, shocked at the amount. He nods.

“And then there’s the matter of the last shipment. I never got payment for that.”

“I have money,” I tell him. Money hasn’t been an issue for years.

“Oh, I know you have money. You’ve done very well for yourself, Anya. I’m impressed. Even without your brother, you’re doing well. But now I’m here.”

“I don’t accept business partners,” I tell him.

“No, but do you know how late the payment is for the last shipment?”

My guess is it would be triple the amount of the last and would take everything we’re making tonight to pay it off.

All of it gone.

Fuck.

I’ll have to do another sex auction. Those always bring in good money. And it’s easier than dealing with River.

“As I said, the latest installment could be waived for a taste, but the last lot…” He shakes his head.

“What about if I fuck you?”

His brow raises. “Don’t you mean if I fuck you?” he counters.

I shake my head.

“No. No man has ever fucked me, River. I do the fucking.” My hand goes to my hip. “You’ll waive both late fees, and I’ll allow you to touch me while I ride your cock, and we’ll discover if you can make me come.”

That arrogant smile kicks up again. “Be careful what you wish for, Red. Addictions can be a dangerous thing.”

I laugh at his insinuation. “The only thing I’ve become addicted to is sex toys.”

He holds his hand out to me, gentleman-like, and I frown at it.

“Aren’t you just going to fuck me here over this desk?” I ask.

“No, Red. I’m certain that somewhere in this seven-bedroom mansion, there’s at least one bed.”

I jump off the desk, unsettled by his intentions. I just want this over and done with. “You’re not going to try to cuddle me or some shit, are you?”

He laughs as I lead him out the door. “I don’t think you’d know what to do even if you were given affection handed to you on a platter, Red. But I’ll fuck you every way, wherever and whenever I please. But first, I want to muffle your screams with a pillow. You know, being a gent and all.”

“You assume already there will be a next time,” I scoff as I walk between my men, who look confused. “Finish up the auctions. I’ll be busy until the end,” I instruct them, and besides, I’ve already made my obligatory appearance. “River, follow me.”

CHAPTER 11

River

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