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“Mikhail found out. I must see him before he comes here and frightens her.”
Konstantin chuckled sardonically. “You don’t think you frightened her? You forced her to marry you.”
Lev’s brow furrowed. “To keep her safe.”
“I’m sure you don’t believe that yourself,” Konstantin said. “You’re just making up excuses to avoid admitting that you’re obsessed with that girl. You became obsessed with her the second you laid your eyes on her in that club.”
Lev turned off his engine and stared at Konstantin intently. “When the hell are you going to stop reading me like an open book?”
“When you start being a little more honest to yourself,” Konstantin answered. He robbed a hand over his face. “I still don’t trust her.”
“You don’t need to trust her. What you need to do is get your shit and take her shopping.”
“Me? Take her shopping?” Konstantin shook his head. “I have more important things to do.”
“It’s an order,” Lev said dryly. “Keep her safe. She gets hurt, don’t come back alive. Got it?”
Konstantin remained silent.
“I do not want to repeat myself, Konstantin,” Lev drawled. Konstantin was his only friend and the only non-family member he trusted. He wouldn’t even point a gun at him, let alone kill him, but Konstantin didn’t need to know that. All he had to do was obey his orders.
“Alright, Chief,” Konstantin finally answered, although reluctantly. “She’s yours. I won’t let any harm come to her.”
“Sounds more like it.” Lev rolled up the window, and Konstantin instinctively moved away from the car. The engine roared to life, and Lev reeled the car away from the parking lot.
He had only one thought as he drove through the busy road of Chicago, and it wasn’t what excuses he would give Mikhail or Cillian’s attack.
It was Zia.
They’d been married only for a day, and he didn’t care that all they did was banter when they were together. He couldn’t wait to finish the businesses he had outside and return home to her.
Chapter 11 - Zia
It’d been two hours since Lev walked out of the house, two hours since Zia sat on the very first stair, looking at the black Amex as if it was some sort of Alien that had just landed on Earth.
She’d never seen one before, but she knew no ordinary person could own one—only someone who was absurdly rich like Lev.
He’d said she could use it; he’d even dared her to impress him with how much she could spend. But she couldn’t tell whether it was a trap or if he was being serious.
Sure, she knew him enough to know he wasn’t the time to bluff. He’d actually meant every word he said to her since they met, regardless of how unhinged some of them sounded, and she needed clothes, so getting some wasn’t up for negotiation.
The front door roared open, and two shadows prowled toward her, and then Sasha gingerly walked into the foyer. Konstantin walked in behind her.
Sasha’s eyes lit up when they met Zia’s. “Good morning, Ma’am.”
Ma’am.
Zia almost laughed. Just two days ago she was homeless, and now she was the lady of a mansion. She had doubts she would ever get used to any of this. Waking up to a soft, king-sized bed that was just hers, coming down to breakfast that was the size of a feast, being addressed so formally.
Her stomach churned. This was all too new. She’d been comfortable in the apartment she shared with her ex-boyfriend,but even the size of her bedroom now was three times the size of the entire apartment.
“I’d prefer if you could call me Zia,” she said, brushing her thumb over the black Amex. “It’ll be more comfortable for me that way.”
Sasha smiled, her blue eyes crinkling. “I’m sorry, Ma—” She caught herself before she could finish. “I mean, Zia.”
Zia smiled at her. “Thank you.” Her eyes floated to Konstantin.
His face was an emotionless as a rock. If anything, he looked bored to death. Right, he was supposed to take her shopping, and she’d kept him waiting while she tried to decide if Lev was toying with her or not.
