Anthony dips his chin. “Of course. You’re welcome here.”
Georgiy stands up, and I follow, my head throbbing from how fast I stood.
Anthony reaches out, and Georgiy looks at his outstretched hand.
“I’ll shake that when this is over and he’s still alive.”
Anthony drops his arm and moves to meet my stare.
“Good luck.” I don’t know who he’s talking to, but he doesn’t need to wish me anything. I have the best-worst luck on Earth.
They cancel each other out.
I just exist.
“Come, Bane,” Georgiy says as he moves toward the door.
I trot after him, nearly tripping when I catch sight of his ass looking fine in that custom pair of slacks.
“Are you going to touch my dick again?” I ask as I finally catch up with him. He has the longest legs. So strong. I’ve never seen them bare, but one day, I’m going to cut the clothes off him and bite every inch of that delicious body.
He doesn’t answer, just makes his way toward the stairs, and when I stop to wheeze dramatically, he turns toward me and sweeps me into his arms. Devil take me, he’s strong.
My dick is still hard and now it’s poking straight up at him. But it goes ignored. I don’t know how he does it. If I saw his dick, I’d drop to my knees and swallow it.
Like an owl eating its prey.
“Where are you taking me?” I ask when he’s halfway to the second floor.
“Your room. Where you’ll rest until you’re better.”
I push out my bottom lip in a very dramatic pout. “But I want to go to your room.”
“You get no say in the matter.”
“I’m not a child.”
“You behave like one.”
That hurts my feelings. My mouth closes, and I turn my head away slightly. I half-expect Georgiy to set me down when he gets to the second floor, but he walks me to the bedroom I slept in earlier and deposits me onto the bed. Gently, might I add. Not rough like he sometimes gets.
“You need to stay here. And if you don’t, there will be consequences.”
“And if I listen and do as I’m told?” I ask, feeling my pulse flutter in my neck.
“You’ll see.”
The promise in his voice keeps me right where I am, waiting for him to return.
What is he going to do to me?
I can’t wait to find out.
5
GEORGIY
That little menace, I think as I stroll through Anthony’s expansive house. It’s nothing like Mikhail’s place, although now that Angel is living there, things are becoming a little more…homey.
