Vadim
My mistake was telling her I would try not to antagonise her. I loved unsettling her. I understood that now. She reacted exactly the way I would—fighting, but a touch more calculated about it.
I stood, case in hand, and stretched the other out to her. She hesitated a beat before placing her hand in mine. I helped her up while she lifted her purse from the table.
“You’ll learn how to shoot and keep the gun with you at all times,” I said, guiding her towards the fire exit.
Alternating entry and exit points had become second nature. We took the staff elevators down until we reached the back of the building. The hotel was mine, but that didn’t mean everyone inside it was loyal to the Bratva.
Bogdan stood beside the car, door open. I handed him the gun. Iskra was staring at him, and when I looked closer I could see blood spatter on his shirt and along one side of his face. I slipped my hands around her waist and nudged her towards the car.
“Stop ogling mybyki,” I said, then dropped my voice.“He is the one who struck you in Istanbul.”
Her head snapped back to Bogdan, who stared into the night as though he hadn’t heard a word. She pushed back against my hands. I pushed her through the door.
“I’m sure you can concoct your revenge in the kitchen,” I said with a chuckle.
Tikhon snickered somewhere behind us.
Iskra sat in the car grumbling.
It was a successful evening with my wife and very little bloodshed.
I sat beside her and took her hand. She threaded her fingers through mine. Her wrath was focused on Bogdan and I doubted she would resist if I took her to the basement tonight. Sometimes I felt like she needed to push me to the edge. The same way I did to her.
Bogdan stared at me from the rearview mirror.
I smiled and shrugged my shoulders before turning to Iskra.
“Moy ozornista,” I whispered in her ear.
It was something she couldn’t deny.
She was my naughty girl.
I knew this because she squeezed my hand and rubbed her leg against me.
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I woke up to her weight settling on my waist. The covers shifted enough for the heat to escape. My hands settled on her hips as I opened my eyes. This was the way I needed to be awakened.
The pistol was pointed right between my eyes.
I glanced up to see her smirking.
I smirked back when my dick lengthened between us.
Her light brown eyebrow was arched to her hairline.
It took less than a second to twist my arm around hers to move the gun and grab the side of her neck to take her down. I rolled over and pinned her beneath my weight.
“Was last night not enough for you?” I said, squeezing her wrist until she dropped the gun.“If anyone else pulled that stunt, they would be dead.”
“You said it would turn you on. I was testing the theory,” she whispered, reminding me that Runa would be awake soon.
“Ever the scientist,” I grunted.“You could put your skills to use for the good of the Bratva.”
She frowned for a moment.
