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I could only imagine the courage it had taken her for this one small act of seeming rebellion . . . that she’d actually undertaken to buy clothes she liked and managed to sneak away from the palace to indulge in something just for her.
My brave, beautiful princess.
After she snapped both bags shut, I took them and her hand. Just as carefully as before, I ushered her up to the penthouse.
Back inside, I pointed out the other rooms, told her she was to help herself to whatever she needed. I explained that the only people with free access in and out of the place were me, Yasmin, and Konstantin whom she hadn’t met, and she’d find the door and the elevator only worked when activated by our thumbprints.
And I watched with an injection of smug amusement when her delicate jaw tightened at my mention of Yas.
“One more thing.” I held out my palm. “Phone.”
She met my eyes with an unflinching stare. “I was never allowed one.”
And yet she’d somehow managed to amass an entire wardrobe of risky apparel and who knew what else. I couldn’t imagine any other way she’d gotten her hands on those items other than online shopping.
“Where’s the burner,” I said flatly, amused again when she let a more creative invective in Arabic pass her lips.
Then she yanked open one of the tote’s zippers and passed me a cell phone.
“I take it this is untraceable.”
She nodded, her pretty, pretty face hardening.
I kept in her line of sight while I locked both her phone and dagger away in my safe.
Facing her, I drew my eyes up her fine figure, all the way from her curvy legs to her softly rounded tits to the delicate contours of her features. “Now that we’ve covered the ground rules, it’s time for your punishment.”
“Punishment?” she squealed.
As soon as she processed the word, her fight or flight instinct kicked in. She immediately wheeled around, intent on running from me.
I was more than up for the challenge, rushing on her. When I caught her, I flung her around. I caged her against a wall, deflecting her open-palmed smack with a quick duck then a harsh grip of her wrist.
Immobilizing her with my much bigger body, I kept the insinuating pressure of my groin away from her.
“Why would I need punishment?” she asked in a breathless voice.
“Well, for all I know this is all a trap, and your daddy sent you here as a mole to spy on me. So he can get insider information on my other illegal operations.”
She sputtered. “Illegal opera—”
“Don’t play dumb, Roya.” I dropped my head, bringing my lips into play along the satiny sweet column of her neck. “We both know you fully understood what I meant when I said I was Russian mafia.”
Her pulse drummed against my mouth, her breath stuttering.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about regarding my father. He’d no more trust a woman to do his dirty work than he’d willingly let any of us make our own decisions. He thinks the most any female is capable of handling is a social calendar and planning events in his goddamn honor!”
I bet she’d never even shouted at a man before.
I admired her spirit, but she’d probably chosen the wrong time to start growing a backbone.
Still, as I worked my tongue down to the shell of her collarbone, chills rose on her flesh, and her struggling stopped. A soft moan escaped her lips, filtering across the top of my head.
I lifted up, pinning her with a volcanic stare just before I fit my mouth over hers.
She bit my bottom lip, a sharp little nip that shot fiery darts all the way down to my cock.
Gentler than I wanted to be, I forced myself to go slow. I brushed our mouths together, back and forth, listening to her small gasps. Her fingers curled around mine where I held her hands up on the wall. I slanted my head in the other direction, coasting, coasting as I traced the full outline of her lower lip with my tongue.
When her lips pouted more sensually, I forged lightly inside.
Her fingers clutched mine.
Her tongue came to meet mine, a hot breath spilling across my cheek when they tangled together.
Blyad.
No woman had ever felt better, as cautious and innocent as she was.
Roya kissed me back with untutored skill, which was remarkably arousing.
