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Nikolay

I hated treating women as bargaining chips, but I was a man of my word and would fulfill my promise. When Margaret did all the work I asked of her, and somehow, I had to earn my salary, I would set her and her brother free.

I knew she wouldn't get the money, and since we first met, I had been thinking about how to collect the debt her brother owed me... Although, in reality, I had been thinking about her.

My men had been watching her for a while, and I already knew she was beautiful, but she was even more stunning in person. Besides, I was impressed by her bravery in offering herself as a bargaining chip to free Mike and especially how she confronted me in her office.

Margaret was the kind of woman I liked. Her body was a temptation, slim and slender, with long wavy brown hair that smelled like strawberries and mesmerizing emerald green eyes.

If you stared at them, you felt like falling to the bottom of a well, lost.

I could have any woman; I always had them with just a snap of my fingers, and I was dying to have Margaret. Unfortunately, I had to leave her alone in my room because I had an important meeting with a partner and close friend.

Fernando Garza, the biggest drug lord in Latin America, whom I had been dealing with for a long time.

"What about the money Mike owes us?" he looked at me inquisitively.

"I've contacted his family. They'll pay in a couple of weeks," I explained.

"We can't wait that long, Nikolay."

"His family is doing what they can. Besides, they'll work for me as an apology," I said, intertwining my fingers with satisfaction.

"I don't know how you managed that."

"Believe me, when someone you love is in danger, you do anything," I said confidently.

"It's true. In that case, we must discuss drug trafficking in Italy," he said with a grimace. "We have problems."

The meeting dragged on for hours. When it finally ended, my head was foggy, and it took me more than a minute to gather myself.

I had some things to do before seeing Margaret. Oh yes! I hadn't given her time to pack her things in New York because I wanted her to dress elegantly and sensually for me. So, I went to the city's most expensive and luxurious stores to buy her some things.

It was dinner time when I returned home. I opened my room, eager to see that beautiful woman, and there she was, but sleeping. I didn't know if I should wake her for dinner or wait for her to wake up.

In the end, I left her alone again. I hadn't realized she would be tired from the journey, but I assumed that afternoon would serve her to rest.

After dinner, I returned to the room, but she was still asleep. I left a tray of food for her on the table and sat beside her to watch. Her lips were reddened from the kiss we had shared before that meeting.

Well, she didn't really reciprocate my kiss, but I figured I caught her off guard. That woman would get used to me over time; I was sure of that.

I got out of bed to change my clothes, although I only took off my pants and shirt, and got into bed next to her.

Her scent and warmth were almost like a drug, but I turned my back and prepared to sleep. I had also had a tough and tiring day...

...

Margaret

The next morning, when I woke up, I tried to orient myself. I looked at the ceiling of the room and remembered that I was now in Russia.

The cold had taken over the room and me.

I turned in bed to try to warm up, but I stayed still when I saw Nikolay. He was lying next to me, wearing only boxers.

God, he was so handsome... and so wicked.

He stirred restlessly beside me and finally woke up, catching me shamelessly watching him, to which I blushed when he smiled at me.

"Good morning, baby. Did you sleep well?" —God, what a seductive voice.

"Yes... I think I fell asleep after the shower," I said somewhat embarrassed, feeling his intense gaze on my face.

"Don't worry, you were tired from the journey, and it's understandable," he said in a condescending tone.

I furrowed my brow.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

"We can have fun when you're feeling better. But for now, you should get up and get dressed," he smiled, seeing my confusion. "There's new clothing in the wardrobe for you."

Nikolay got up and headed to the bathroom. I was freezing, but I decided it was time to dress, and I didn't want him to see me naked.

I opened the wardrobe and found branded women's clothing. I assumed he had bought it for me because I had nothing to cover my body from the cold.

I chose light jeans and a lavender-colored shirt matching a lavender star-patterned scarf. I searched for comfortable shoes, but most were heels, so in the end, I opted for stunning black heels.

Fortunately, I was already doing my hair when Nikolay came out. The man frowned at seeing me, perhaps upset for not having seen me naked.

I smiled knowingly, realizing that he couldn't take his eyes off me.

"I should have mentioned that today is your first day at work, and you haven't chosen the right clothes for it," he commented critically.

"Excuse me?"

"I need to eliminate a rival, and I need you to seduce him," he looked me up and down. "I don't think you'll conquer anyone like that."

I wanted to shout a thousand insults, but I chose to stay silent.

I took off the scarf, revealing a V-neck. Nikolay smiled a bit, but he approached me and placed his hands on my hips.

"Do you allow me to advise you?" he said again with that seductive air that made me shiver.

"I don't need anyone to tell me how to dress..." I began to grumble, but he stopped me.

"We made a deal. You'll work for me, and I need you to change clothes," he said more seriously this time.

Nikolay opened the wardrobe and pulled out a tight, low-cut red dress, definitely provocative.

I sighed resignedly and took the dress. I didn't know if he would leave the room or not, so I went to the bathroom to change. I was surprised that he didn't follow me or anything like that.

Once ready, we left the room towards my first day of work.

I had to admit I was nervous. I didn't even know what I would be facing, but I was sure it wouldn't be to my liking.

Nikolay, on the other hand, couldn't stop looking me up and down, which I didn't know if it made me feel flattered or scared.

In the end, I concluded it was a bit of both.