Russian mafia

Lorenzo

The sight of Megan sprawled on the sofa with her dress riding up exposing her creamy thighs is what greets my eyes when I enter the office.

My throat tightens and a certain part of my body becomes excited. Damn! Did she do this on purpose?

I turn around and glare at Hugo who is following behind me blindly.

" Get your ass busy with the task I gave you." I glower at him.

He raises an eyebrow but says nothing, he knows better than to question me. I have to get him out of here so that he doesn't witness me acting like a fool over a woman.

I close the door and take measured steps towards where she is lying,

She is so deep in slumber that she doesn't even notice my presence. The only sign that she is alive is the steady rise and fall of her chest.

I sit at the edge of the sofa, careful not to wake her. My eyes scan her beautiful face and down to her lustful body.

Hugo is right. Being with Megan, a woman who isn't from our circle is putting my people and my family I