“Where.” I ask, bringing my hand up and grabbing her throat again.
“Inside me. Come inside me Dragna.” Hearing her say those words unleashes me, and because she owns me, I give my girl exactly what she wants.
Chapter Thirty Five
Willow
I stare at the price tag on the necklace the jeweller is currently showing Dragna and I.
“Absolutely NOT.” I spin to him and I’m pretty sure my eyes are bugging out of my head.
“Pocket change remember? Do you like it?” He asks.
Do I like it? Of course I do, it’s beautiful, but this feels like way too much. A twelve thousand dollar necklace. This man is insane. When he picked me up from work and told me he had another surprise for me, this was not what I was expecting.
“That’s not the point. This necklace is like half my yearly pay check. You can’t be serious!”
The jeweller puts the necklace back on the cushioned tray and walks away, obviously sensing we need a moment.
“I’m serious about you.”
He brings a hand up to my face, brushing his knuckles over my cheek.
“You’re going to buy this regardless of what I say aren’t you?” I ask him because of course he is, I know him too well now.
“Yes. I just want to make sure it’s something you like.” He says as he cups my face in both his hands and smiles down at me.
“Ugh. You are sickeningly annoying.” I tell him and he throws an arm over my shoulders and pulls me tight to him.
“Annoyingly rich and willing to spoil you every chance I get.” He laughs as he leans down and kisses the top of my head.
The jeweller comes back out and Dragna tells her we’ll take the necklace.
I walk over to look at other pieces they have in glass display cabinets by the window while Dragna pays when I come to a halt.
I stand frozen, unable to move, even when Dragna comes up behind me asking what’s wrong. I can’t answer him, my eyes start filling with tears and I think I’ve stopped breathing. He follows my line of sight before cursing.
“Stay right here. Don’t move, okay?” He storms out of the jewellers and smacks the hood of his car to get Mikhail’s attention before continuing to make his way to the other car. The same car that was following me weeks ago.
Dragna makes it through the traffic almost getting hit by the passing cars but doesn’t make it to the car quick enough as it pulls out of the space it was sitting in and speeds off.
Mikhail comes in to the jewellery store and I feel a gentle tug on my wrist before he wraps me fully into his side and guides me out to the car. He opens the door for me and helps me inside as Dragna comes running back to us.
“Moya dusha,are you okay?”
My heart is racing and my entire body is shaking. I can’t even answer him.
He throws demands in Russian towards Mikhail as he climbs in the back of the car with me and Mikhail gets in the front and begins driving. He pulls me into his lap and kisses the top of my head while he holds me.
“Why. Why me?” I finally ask, my voice sounding so small and broken.
“I don’t know, but you’re safe. I promise you. I won’t let anything happen to you Willow. We’re going to find out who the hell this is.” He says as he continues to hold me.
“Do you trust me?” He adds and I nod against his shoulder, holding onto his coat, gripping it like he’s my lifeline.
We drive for a while before I see the black iron gates and realise Dragna has brought me back to his house instead of taking me home.
“Call a meeting. Now.” Dragna says to Mikhail before he gets out of the car. He closes the car door behind him when I don’t make a move to get out and I hear him and Mikhail talking in Russian for a minute before he opens the door again and reaches in to me.
