My body was completely relaxed and spent in the front seat of Daniil’s car, but my brain wasn’t. It was going a million miles an hour with a whirl of memories and feelings that I couldn’t get a handle on.
The slow moving New York traffic wasn’t helping either. I wanted to be home so I could shower and block myself away in my room. I needed to try and take stock of what I was feeling, and that was impossible with Daniil’s hand on my knee and his cum staining my panties.
“You’re very quiet,” he murmured, and I didn’t need to turn my head to know he had turned his head to stare at me in the deep confines of the car. I stared stonily ahead. His sigh echoed around the dark interior. “Tell me what you’re thinking, Lily.”
Only I didn’t want to. I couldn’t even make sense of my own thoughts, and here he was demanding I tell him them anyway. I had always ignored the office rumors that said he was involved in organised crime. To me it was just too far-fetched. Bratva and mafia were just words that were thrown around, but tonight?
Tonight, I saw a totally different side of him. He had turned from a domineering, extremely arrogant man who was used to getting his way into someone I didn’t recognize. Daniil had hurt Greg, and he might have done worse. Instead of standing my ground and demanding answers, I succumbed to his skillful hands. Again.
The thought made me feel dirty. I was meant to love Greg.
Yes, what he did and said was unforgivable, and our relationship was pretty much over, but that didn’t mean I wanted him dead. Even people as clever as Greg were still human and they made mistakes. That’s what being human was.
But right now, I was beginning to think that Daniil wasn’t human at all. The sound of his fist hitting Greg’s face filled my brain. I’d only seen the first few seconds, and that was more than enough.
And I had still slept with him. I had still allowed him access to my body. I tried to move my leg away, and Daniil’s hand tightened and forced me to stay still.
“You’re angry.”
Pursing my lips, I stared out of the window.
“Lily,” he said again, more forcefully, when I didn’t turn to him. He swerved the car to the curb, to a barrage of horns and angry shouts.
“Lily, look at me.”
Slowly, I turned. “What?”
“You were fine back there.” He searched my face in the dark, and I saw his eyebrows shoot down to make his eyes hooded. “What’s changed?”
“Surely that should be obvious,” I snapped. “You hurt him.”
His grip on my knee tightened. “I thought we had discussed that.”
I couldn’t help it. I rolled my eyes.
Leaning over the center console, he gripped my chin with his fingers. “Don’t do that. Don’t roll your eyes at me. You do it again, and I’ll take you over my knee. It seems the only way to get any sort of obedience out of you.”
I glared at him. “I am not a dog that you can train Daniil. I am a person. Greg is a person. And I wasnt ok with it. You just—”
I shivered as his fingers crept up under my dress and began to massage my inner thigh. Swatting his hand away, I moved as far away from him as I could get.
“You need to stop doing that. You can’t change the subject with sex all the time.”
Cocking his head to the side, he studied me. “Can’t I? Because from where I am sitting, it’s the perfect way to get your mind back on what’s important.”
“And what’s that, Daniil?”
“Me,” he said simply, a smirk spreading across his face.
“You’re insufferable, Daniil. The whole world doesn’t revolve around you.”
Sliding his hand under my hair, he yanked me towards him, leaning his forehead against mine so every breath he took blew across my face.
“It doesn’t right now, but your life should. I am paying you well for your company and for your compliance. Well, I’m paying for your ex anyway. I doubt you will see a cent of the money I have sent him.”
I didn’t have anything to say to that, so I remained silent.
“I didn’t kill him,” Daniil said softly, almost like my silence was too much for him to bear.” I wanted to, seeing him with his hands around your throat made me want to rip him apart, but I didn’t.”