He sinks back in his seat as I hold Willow’s hand, helping her into the back of the car first. I get in behind her as she’s begun a conversation with Mikhail asking him if he’s excited for the dinner tonight.
I love how everyone accepted her. My men are my brothers and they all treat Willow like a sister, humouring her, helping her, doing pretty much anything for her just like I would.
I sit back in my seat and notice Lev staring at me, smiling instead of his usual smirking. I narrow my eyes at him as Willow continues leaning forward talking to Mikhail.
“You’re so fucking happymoy brat. It looks good on you.” Lev says still smiling at me and I can’t help but smile back as I reach across Willow and grip his shoulder, giving it a squeeze.
He’s right, I am happy. I have everything I could want, and despite still coming up short on finding where Tommy is hiding, everything else in my life is perfect, all because of the strong woman sat between us.
Chapter Sixty Three
Willow
“Move in with me.” Dragna whispers into my ear as we lay tangled together in his bed. I practically live here anyway, but there’s still the lingering thought of leaving Alina on her own that scares me.
I don’t want her to spiral more than she already is and I feel like if anything was to happen to her it would be my fault. But I know that I can’t stop my own happiness just because of someone else, even if that someone is my best friend.
That’s been a topic my therapist and I have been tackling recently. How I want to help everyone else which leads to me letting go of my own wants and needs. She also said I may have formed a strong trauma bond with Alina, but I quickly shut that down. The woman has no clue how much of a sister Alina is to me and has been since we both graced this earth as babies. Only Alina and I know how strong our bond is and I won’t have anyone trash talk that love no matter how many PhD’s they have hanging on their office walls.
Part of me wants to stay in the chapter of my life where it’s just me and my girls, where we are all happy living our lives and partying together and not have things change, but the bigger part of me wants to say yes to Dragna. I’ve wanted to say yes since he first asked me if I’m being truly honest with myself so maybe I do have to just bite the bullet and talk to Alina about it.
“Let me talk to Alina first.” I say as he kisses his way down my neck while sliding a hand up my side.
We haven’t had sex since before Boston. I haven’t been able to bring myself to want to have sex since what happened the night they rescued me. Every time I think about what could have happened, what did already happen before Nero walked in, it makes me want to throw up.
I feel more confident now though, more sure of myself and brave enough to ask and I know Dragna will take things at my pace.
I relish in the feeling of him touching me, my senses coming alive and an ache for him blooms within me.
“Before I leave today to go back to work, I want you to do something for me.” I say, moaning at the feel of his hands on me as they feather up and down my ribs.
“Anythingmoya dusha.”
“Well, it’s actually doing something to me, rather than for me.” I laugh nervously and his eyes lock on mine.
“You don’t have to do this if you’re not ready. You know I don’t care how long it takes. Even if you never wanted to again, you know I wouldn’t care and that I understand.” He says as he peppers my neck with kisses.
“I promise you, I need you. Like, right now.” I moan as I take his hand in mine, bringing it slowly down my sternum to the top of my underwear.
I feel starved of him, like all he will have to do is slide a finger over my underwear and I’ll come there and then.
“Dragna please.” I breathe out as his hand does exactly what I just imagined. He slides his hand over me, cupping me and applying pressure with the heel of his hand where I need it most. I moan out as he locks eyes with me again.
“Words, use them.” He whispers softly.
“More. I want more.” I say breathlessly, and he does everything I ask as we spend the entire morning in bed not even stopping to come up for air.
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Dragna told me my boss wouldn’t be mad at me for showing up to work late today after we got carried away this morning which only makes me wonder how much he paid the woman while everything was going on to allow Alina and I to still have jobs when we returned.
It’s my first day back and he drove me here himself when Alina said she was making her own way because she was also going to be late.
We arrive outside the store and he parks up on the sidewalk before turning the car off and facing me.
“I have something for you.” He says as he reaches into the backseat and pulls out a tiny pink paper bag.
“If this is something else to wear with another tracker in it you know I’m going to kill you right?” I raise an eyebrow to him and he shakes his head while trying to hold back his laughter.
