“Home sweet home,” Vitya sang while nudging my shoulder. “We are done.”
Squeezing his shoulder, I nodded as we reached Vivian and Michael, who sat on the bench while making weird noises.
Only when we came closer, I understood those were Polish words, but with Vi’s accent, they sounded hilarious. I’d learned the shit back in my teens, well, a few words, as Vasya sent me to Warsaw for a year to supervise his gun deal.
“Dzien dobry,” Michael told her good morning fluently, and prompted her with his hand to repeat as she tried, wincing.
“Den dobr.”
Michael theatrically placed his hand on his head, crying out. “This is an impossible task, woman. I’d better translate for you for the rest of my life instead of trying to teach you.”
“You are so mean.”
“Whatever,krasotka. I value my ears.” Then he noticed us and flashed us a grin. “Our men are back.” Immediately, he jumped up and strolled to Vitya, grasping his shirt and tugging on it impatiently. “I’m horny as fuck, big guy. Luckily for us, I just saw an empty locker room.” Vitya didn't even complain, just followed him blindly, and I wished there were some things I could erase from my mind. Knowing they screwed each other was one thing, but Michael basically placed an image in my head. Thank God it didn't last twenty-four seven, because Michael had no filter.
My gaze clashed with Vivian’s as she sobbed for a second, and I opened my arms wide for her. She dashed toward me, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck. I lifted her up so her legs could wrap around me too. Our hearts beat against each other as we pressed our foreheads together, exhaling heavily.
“Is it finally over?” she whispered, our lips brushing while her fingers played softly in my hair.
“Yes.” Clearing my throat, I added, “We are finally free,krasivoglazaya.” Fisting her hair and tugging on it lightly, I captured her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss as the feel of her velvet tongue awakened my dick at once. She sucked it inside her mouth, playing with it, but then moaned as I pressed her back against the wall, so she’d know how much she was wanted. Only when my lungs burned with lack of oxygen, did I let her go while inhaling her vanilla scent, which finally calmed the ferocious beast inside me.
“We are getting married.”
She laughed, “Is that your proposal?”
“I proposed years ago. The wedding was just delayed.”
She palmed my face as we stared at one another. She licked her swollen red lips and said, “Let’s do it then.”
And for a long time, she didn't say anything else as I followed Michael’s suit and found a suitable place for us to celebrate the end of the fucking nightmare.
John had tried to eliminate me, because he wanted Vivian.
What he didn't understand was that a man like me never lets go of someone who belongs to them. So even if I didn't get the satisfaction of killing him, for the rest of my life, I would have the love of the beautiful and amazing woman in my arms.
To have this wonderful life with her… even prison was worth it.
Because nothing in this world compared to mykrasivoglazayaand the happiness she had given me.
October 2017
Vivian
The light breeze touched my damp skin, creating goose bumps in its wake. My breath hitched as I listened for anything other than my rapidly beating heart.
Thump, thump, thump.
Licking my lips, swollen from bruising kisses, I tugged my hands one more time hoping to escape the cage he had created, but it was useless. As the tight rope dug deeper into my soft skin, I groaned in distress from the spasms of shooting pain. Why must he be so skilled at this, dammit?
The blindfold covered my eyes, heightening my other senses and forcing an adrenaline rush through my veins.
“You can’t get out of them, Vivian.” Radmir’s voice washed over me. His footsteps coming in my direction were the only sound in the otherwise silent space. “I told you to listen to me.” He stopped, right next to me; I could feel his breath fanning my cheek as his hand laced through my hair then tugged it back, making me arch into his touch. His lips nipped my neck, not enough to hurt but enough to leave a mark. I gasped from the slight pain, and he immediately soothed it with his tongue while bathing me in his masculine scent. “You forgot for a second you are mine.” His growl sent shivers through me, and my core became wet, desperate for his attention.
Liar.
Even though everything inside me rejected the words, I hissed at him. “I’m not yours.” My reply was met with a slap to my ass cheeks, burning my skin and no doubt leaving an angry red print. A jolt of pleasure awoke my desire, my nipples hardening as my betraying body reacted to his presence.
“Let’s see, shall we?” he whispered above my mouth right before capturing my lips in another bruising kiss. His hands slid down my ass and picked me up, forcing me to circle my legs around him so my pussy was in direct contact with his hard-on. He rubbed up and down my clit with his dick, driving me crazy with need. He didn’t enter me; he only allowed the tip to push into my opening. Letting go of my mouth and leaving me struggling for breath, he pinched the pointed peak of my right breast. I gasped, and he licked and sucked gently on it as jolts of electricity swept through me. “Vivian,” he murmured. Changing his focus to the other breast, he repeated his action while his hands slid lower and dug painfully into my hips. “I’m going to ruin you tonight.”
