Page 52 of Monstrous Urges


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My brow arches. “Mr. Krylov…”

“Too personal?”

I tilt my head. “Perhaps.”

“You’re more than welcome to ask me anything at all, too.”

I smirk. “You’ll answer anything I ask?”

“I don’t think I said that.”

My cheeks flush as I drop my eyes and reach for the wine.

Why the fuck does this feel like a date?

Maybe because you’re asking each other personal questions. Maybe because you’re FLIRTING with the Bratva kingpin.

…Am not.

…Are too.

“How about you, Mr. Krylov?” I throw him a sharp look. “Are you single?”

“Yes.”

Oh.

Of course he is.

I take a sip of wine. I almost moan when it slides over my tongue.

“Not too shabby, is it,” he growls.

“That is…delightful, actually.”

“I’m inclined to agree.”

I take another sip, letting my eyes roll back as I swallow.

“Are you a wine connoisseur, Mr. Krylov?”

He just looks at me, a small smile touching his lips as he inclines his head, and smiles. “It was my turn for a question.”

“Well, in that case,” I laugh, “ask away.”

“My previous question is still on the table. Who broke up with whom?”

I stare at him curiously, my brow furrowing as if trying to figure out if he’s fucking with me. And yet, something tells me Drazen Krylov isn’t much of a “fuck around” kind of man.

I take another sip of the incredible wine before I sigh and shrug my shoulders.

“Fine, if we’re getting personal…”

“I insist upon it, Ms. Crown.”

“Technically, I broke up with him,” I blurt. “But that was after I walked in on him with his dick in some other girl’s mouth. In my apartment. On my new sofa.”

The second all that tumbles out, I balk, horrified at myself not just for sharing all of that information, but sharing it such spectacularly crude fashion to the firm’s billionaire client.

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