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I wasn’t being serious about the married part. That was just more of a in your face father, type of day dream. I wouldn’t have actually gone through with it… I look at Andrey. Although would it be so bad? It would be better than marrying Quasimodo.
Stop it! No! I want my life to be mine, not just trade one cage for another. I glance around the office and remember where I am and the rumors of who this place belongs to.
My father is involved deeply enough with the criminal world by defending it as an attorney. There is no way in hell I want to marry into it. Although… I glance at Andrey. No! Not happening.
“I told you, Bella, before we had sex that if I take your virginity, you’re mine!” Andrey reminds me and my shocked eyes move to him.
“You said you wanted to help me with my predicament,” I remind him. “Meaning helping with the virginity part.”
“I said I was going to help you with both and you said, oh yes!“ He raises an eyebrow with a smug smile. “I can play it back for you if you want me to.”
“What!” I’m spluttering again as my head shoots around the office looking for hidden cameras.
“Don’t worry, Bella, I would never video a sexual encounter. In here anyway.” Andrey assures me, still lying there quite relaxed and even butt naked he seems completely in control. “But I do record conversations.”
“Isn’t that illegal?” I hiss.
He shrugs. “It’s a security measure to ensure my staff don’t come snooping around my office.” He sees the heat that I can feel is starting to stain my cheeks. “Only I hear the recordings, sweet Bella.”
“That’s not fair,” I tell him as I gape at him like I’m trying to catch flies. “You tricked me and you know when I was saying that I was…” I swallow. “I was…”
“In the throes of passion?” He raises his eyebrows.
“Yes, that,” I say now, starting to fidget and look down at the shirt covering to my knees. “And just because you took my virginity doesn’t mean you owe me anything. This isn’t the eighteen hundreds. We were two consenting adults.”
“Are you on the pill, Bella?” Andrey asks and I frown.
“What?” I’m not quite sure what he’s asking and straight away my mind goes to the pills I laced James and Genevra’s food with. “I don’t understand.”
Guilt washes over me. Shit, did I really drug my family just to defy my father? No time for a guilt trip Isabella. There’s a very hot, naked, and from what I can gather, dangerous, man trying to take over my life. There will be enough time for guilt later.
Right now I need an exit route. I glance at the shirt and the bathroom. I can’t go running through the club like this. It’s bad enough I’ve already shown most of it my top half.
“You know, birth control pill.” Andrey sits up and swings his muscular legs onto the floor, reaching for his boxer shorts.
“Oh!” My eyes widen as I suddenly comprehend what he’s saying. “No. God, my father wouldn’t let me take those because it would mean I was having sex.”
Andrey nods and starts sliding his boxers on and too fucking late I realize where this is going.
“I can assure you that I won’t get pregnant,” I tell him and suddenly I’m trying to count the days to my last period and remember my high-school biology on female reproduction.
“When last did you have a period?” Andrey asks, rising to tower over me as he finishes pulling on his shorts and starts grabbing his pants.
“That’s none of your God damn business!” I say through gritted teeth. What the fuck?
“Actually I’d say it’s very much my business,” Andrey tells me as he pulls on the last of his clothes. He glances at my stomach. “You may just be carrying my child.”
“What?” I choke and my hand automatically goes to my belly. “No. I doubt that.” I shake my head. “And even if I were that would be my problem and I can assure you I would never hold you responsible for anything.”
Okay now I’m about to go in nuclear freak out mode. I never even thought of contraception and babies when I put my plan into action. Way to go, dumb head.
“Now, see, Bella, I am responsible.“ Andrey steps in front of me and tilts my head back as his hand cups my chin. “I explained this to you before I took your virginity.” He puts a hand on my belly and my traitorous body instantly responds to the man who’s determined to become my next prison guard. “And if you are carrying my child, that will put a target on your back.”
“Excuse me?” My brows furrow and my heart begins to race. “I don’t understand.” But I do. I’ve heard my father talk to some of the shady motherfuckers he defends. “Why?”
“Because, sweet Bella,” Andrey still has my chin in his hand, “you’d be carrying the future Belov Bratva Pakhan.”
“What?” I gasp and pull away from him, shock zinging through me as my heart starts to go wild like a bird trying to get out of a cage. “You’re… you’re… a Belov?”
