Page 263 of Dirty Pleasures


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She widened her eyes. “I-I can’t die here—”

“Did you know you could glow here?”

“N-no.”

“Then, perhaps you can die here.”

Lunita gasped.

A cruel smile spread across my face. “Be careful anytime you mention my sister.”

Pavel cleared his throat.

Lunita and I turned his way.

“Alright.” Pavel shrugged. “You have exchanged pleasantries with Lunita. Now, let us meet M and then leave.”

I put my view back on Lunita. “Maxwell will wake up.”

She hugged herself. “And if he doesn’t, then I will kill Valentina.”

My brows furrowed and my eyes narrowed as I stared at Lunita with a fierce intensity. “Threaten my sister again, and I will wake up and kill Boris.”

She pursed her lips.

“Maxwell will be fine. There is no need to kill anyone over him—”

“I would feel better—”

“Feel better killing someone else.”

“Like who?”

“I can bring you men one day later in the week to kill. Deal?”

Pavel cleared his throat again.

I didn’t turn back to him. “Just like in Italy. Men who deserve to be tortured.”

Lunita considered that for a few seconds and then leaned her head all the way down to her shoulder. “I can cut off their dicks?”

The little girl gasped and covered the lion’s ears.

I let out a long breath. “Yes. You can cut them off.”

“I can touch their dicks before I cut them off too?”

I clenched my fists at my sides. “No.”

With her head still on her shoulder, she pouted. “Mean ole lion.”

“About that. . .nickname.” I sneered some more. “Stop calling me that.”

Her head popped back into position. “Why?”

“It is wrong and demeaning.”

She curved her lips into this odd, crooked smile. Her teeth were slightly exposed. “You don’t like it?”

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