Once his clothes joined mine on the floor, my eyes took him in. Nobody, and I mean nobody, had better abs than Roman.And those tattoos on his chest and his arms, covering his golden skin tempted me from the moment I’d met him.“Stand up,” he said in a hard demand in his voice. He jerked me upwards, spread my legs and pulled me close. My pussy was next to his face.I braced myself with a hand on his shoulder, his hands digging into my butt and his face buried in my pussy. Fire ignited like a volcano, his mouth sucked and licked, nipping at my clit. My skin full of need. My nails dug into his shoulder and I rolled my hips against his mouth. He was killing me, stealing my breath - and sanity. And I couldn’t have been happier about it.Before the release shot through me, he grabbed my hips, slid me onto his lap and slammed inside of me.A choked cry escaped me. He stilled, his eyes darkening and burning hot. I was still tender and sore.“I’m sorry,” he murmured softly. His h
Anger flared within me. All those wonderful feelings of just moments ago, gone in a flash. An annoyance that he’d think he could lock me down like that replaced them in an instant. “You said this was temporary, and it needed to happen for me to survive.” His jaw ticked, a pissed off expression flashing in his eyes. “Nothing about us is temporary. And I’d never said it was temporary. You assumed it was.” “You- you… Roman aghhh” I couldn’t find the right word to use for what ever stunt he was pulling now. “If that’s how it’s going to be between us, I want a divorce, will you give me that?” “There will be no divorce from me, Zolotse. If you’re tired of me. Go to bed,” he told me with a smirk. “We’ll try again tomorrow.” “It’s fucking three in the afternoon,” I pointed out annoyed. “I’m not the napping kind.” His lips tugged up in a smile. “Maybe you can start taking naps. After all, I hear it’s good for pregnant women.” “I. Am. Not. Pregnant.” My teeth clench
The sun shone through the large French doors.The warm glow against my skin had me smiling in my sleep and reaching for my husband. We slept together last night.With him holding me saying. “ we will never be apart”Contentment filled me. Yes, there were still things that needed resolving but we were headed in the right direction. I had no doubt we’d get there. Our paths hadn’t crossed for us to be torn apart.I felt his hand roaming my body, his rough palms against my soft skin had become a different kind of comfort I had come to crave. His thumb brushed against my bottom lip. I parted my mouth, then licked his finger and sucked on it.“Moya Roza,” he grunted, his big body covering mine. The rasp of his voice caressed my skin, his mouth skimmed over my neck and then he kissed me. I melted against his body, running my hands over his muscles.“My Dictator,” I murmured against his mouth. My heartbeat hummed in happiness. In rhythm with his, and I’d have died a happy woman at t
ANA During an intense fight on the tv screen where I'm trying to get over the fact that Roman's club was blown apart my phone starts to ring.“Shit,” I whisper. Grabbing my handbag, I dig the device out so I can silence it, but when I see Danielle’s name on the screen, I answer and say, “Give me a minute.”I give Zoran an apologetic look before I get up and quickly leave the Couch to the kitchen.The music is still loud as I walk down a hallway, and holding the phone to my ear, I say, “What’s up?”“Yo- need t-.”“Hold on, the reception is bad,” I mutter, hoping she can hear me.The call is disconnected, and once I reach the balcony and make sure all the guards are gone, I dial Danielle’s number while stepping out on of the house.“Hey, can you hear me?” her voice comes clearer over the line.“Yeah. Why are you calling?”Jesus, it’s a bit cold. I should’ve worn a sweater.“Shit went down. Men came looking for you and when Lucious confronted them, the fuckers shot him.”“What?” I ga
ROMAN When it feels like I've done what was needed to the Rice family.I get up and head out to my car and call Ana to see if she’s okay.As I call the house phone, she doesn't answer.I say goodbye to Sasha and have Dimitri drive home. Still trying to pull up the footage from the house and the signal is jammed.As we drive into the compound I see Zoran laying in heaps of his own blood.I don’t find her right inside the house , and when I walk toward the kitchen , I hear a phone ringing briefly before stopping.As I reach the Living room, my eyes land on her phone on the ground. Unconscious guards laying everywhere, and the phone starts ringing again.“Fuck,” I gasp, and ignoring the device.Seeing blood pooling beneath the side he’s lying on, shock vibrates through me. I dig my cell phone out and call 911, telling them to get an ambulance to my house.Glancing around to make sure there’s no immediate danger I have to deal with, I push Zoran onto his back, which has him groaning
ROMAN Sergei places his hand on my shoulder and locks his eyes with mine. “We’re doing this together or we leave you to your devices and you won't even be there to save her.”When he squeezes my shoulder before pulling away.I’m actually a little suprised because Sergei doesn’t show or know the emotions kindness.“Nikolai and Ivan will travel together,” he says. “Roman and Sasha’s with me. When we catch up to the men who took her, I only need one alive enough to be questioned to know who wants to flood the city with drugs, the rest I want dead.”I check my tablet and say, “It doesn’t look like they’re stopping in Miami.”A guard glances at Sergei, who’s his underboss. “Make sure my private jet is fueled and ready to go, in case they try to take a flight out of here. Also, prepare a helicopter and boat. I want all escape routes they are bound to follow covered.” He turns around and walks to the elevator while saying audibly.“We’re taking the war to them. Wherever the fuck they go
ANAI feel completely disoriented and helpless as I’m thrown over a shoulder and carried somewhere.Sounds come and go, not really settling in my ear, I feel so woozy.I lose touch with reality, and when I come to enough to make sense of my surroundings, I hear the sound of a boat motor rotating and water splashing.My body’s shivering uncontrollably from the ice-cold air blowing over me, and I manage to let out a groan.“How was the trip from the drugs, sweetheart?” A man asks.Drugs?Sweetheart?Where am I?I have to fight to keep my eyes open, but it keeps going in and out of focus.Someone slaps my cheek, then a man laughs. “She’s still out of it.I realize I’m in a boat as it starts to slow down, and a minute or so later, I’m tossed over a shoulder again like some sack of flour.I manage to make out a bigger boat, and some control over my body begins to return.Nausea fills my stomach, and for a moment, it feels like I’m going to throw up.I’m tossed down on a hard surface, and
ANAHe’s really dead.Like gone to the afterlife dead.I hit the floor with a painful blow to my back, and it shakes me out of the shock I was caught in. My arms fly up, and with angry shouts and cries, I hit every part of the other man I can reach.I bring my knee up and slam it into his balls, which has him falling to the side with a small squeak leaving his mouth.“Jesus,” I mutter as I climb to my feet, and taking off my shoes, I hold it ready in my hands. “Come on. I’ll kill you, you motherfucking asshole. I loved that dress!”I throw myself at him and start hitting him with the heel of my shoe until he manages to grab his gun.When he aims it at me, I jump off his body and shout, “Oh shit.”A stupid nervous chuckle escapes me before I suck in a stuttering breath, I think it's from all the drugs.He keeps the gun pointed at me as he climbs to his feet, then hisses, “ stupid bitch”Right before he slams the weapon against the side of my head, knocking me out.+++++++++++++++++
ANAHe keeps plunging hard into me.I'm needing somewhere to hold onto before I fall of the bed at the rate which he's going, I grab hold of his ass. It allows me to feel how his muscles tighten with every thrust and releases with every pull, and my ovaries practically explode.“Fuck, Roman,” I whimper from how intense it feels. “Baby, I need–”I’m shoved back against the bed, his grip around my throat tightening until he’s a second away from cutting off my air supply. His other hand grabs my hip, and he hammers hard into me.“Ah,” is the only sound I can make as he sets fire to my pussy with his cock.My body keeps tensing more and more, pleasure threatening to overwhelm me at any moment. It keeps building and building and fucking building until I let out a desperate cry.Roman’s thumb brushes lightly over my clit, and it’s all it takes to make me my body feels tight like it's going to explode like a bomb.The orgasm is so intense I can’t breathe and lose complete control of my
She stares at me for a long while before looking at her bank balance again.I wait patiently until she murmurs,“What do I do with so much money?”“Whatever you want, give it to charity.” Pulling the phone out of her hold, I set it down on the table beside the couch before focusing all my attention on Ana again.“You can invest some.”“Yes. I have to get it out of my account before someone steals it.”“No one will steal it.”“You sure?”“Yes. Besides, if someone is dumb enough to steal from you, I’ll track the stupid fucker down and get it back before killing him.”Her tongue comes out to wet her lips while her eyes search mine, then she asks,“Have you killed a lot, huh?”Lifting my hand, I brush a couple of her hair strands behind her ear.“Do you really want to know, what goes on?” I retort before she finishes her question.“The Bravta is this whole other side of you that I really don’t know about.”“As I’ve said before, I mostly take care of the hacking and tracking part of thin
“I’m going to my annex,” Dolores says. “Callie, come help me move some things around the kitchen?”“ Must I ?,” she replies obviously tuned in to the drama between me and Roman.“Come with me so they can have some privacy,” she snaps at her, which has her shooting up from the couch.“Yes, ma’am.”Ana and I watch as they leave the penthouse, then I turn my attention back to my woman.“Please accept the gifts.”She glances at everything on the coffee table, then says, “Okay, but you don’t have to buy me stuff.”“I do. It makes me feel good knowing I’m taking care of you. Let me spoil my wife when and however I want.”Wrapping her arms around my neck, she finally gives up. “Okay.”Excited, I let go of her and pick up the phone. “Want me to set it up for you?”Ana lets out a chuckle as she sits down on the couch. “Please.”I switch the device on, and it takes a few minutes for me to sign Ana into all her apps. When I’m done, I hand it to her.“Thank you,” she whispers as she looks
ANAI blink Roman as if he’s lost his goddamn mind. When the words sink in, I start to laugh, shaking my head.“It’s way too soon.”“Not for me.”Realizing he’s serious, I stare at him. “Jesus, Roman. We’ve only got married few months ago. Marriage is a serious commitment.”“So?” I give him an incredulous look.With a dead serious expression, he mutters, “It doesn’t matter whether we’re were dating or married because I’m never letting you go, and we have to start trying for kids.”“We can talk about kids at a much later stage,” I say hastily Wiping a hand over my forehead, I mumble, “Now I’ve forgotten what we were talking about.”“You said you’re scared of making changes and talked shit about us divorcing, then I brought up kids, and you freaked out,” he reminds me.“Right.” I let out a sigh, and feeling tired from the intense conversation, I lie downRoman crawls over me and bracing his hands on either side of my head, he locks eyes with me.“You need security, and I want to g
ROMAN “No, that’s my job,” Dolores replies. “You can go back to bed and get more rest.” She shoots me a serious look. “Don’t keep her here take her upstairs to get some rest.”“thanks , Dolores,” I mutter before I finish the last of my sandwich.Ana gets up and gives Callie’s arm a squeeze before she leaves the kitchen.As soon as she’s gone, Callie locks eyes with me. “How’s she really doing? Because I know she trying to play strong”I shake my head.“I’m not sure. She went through a lot," I tell her keeping it brief to ease her worries"so it will take a while for her to heal and get back to her usual self.”“Did she tell you what happened after they took her?”I nod.“is it really bad?” she asks, looking concerned.Yeah, bad shit.Getting up from my chair, I say, “I’ll let her tell you when she’s ready. Okay?”“Should I be worried?”I shake my head. “not really. She’s very strong.”“Yeah.” She glances in the direction of the stairs, holding herself together. “She is.”“T
ROMAN Lifting my hand, I gently brush my fingers over her thick hair.So this is what it feels like to love a woman with all my heart I love it and hate it at the same time.When she’s in danger, there’s only excruciating pain.And when she’s close by and safe, there’s a peaceful calmness.My eyes drift over her face, touching on the bruises that look much worse today.She’s been through hell.I wish I could erase her memory.I keep brushing my hand over her head, but then she starts to stir and mumbles, “Stop.”As the scream tears from her throat, I sit up in time to catch her when she darts up, her eyes opening wide. Horror fills over her face, making her look pale as fuck.“It’s just a dream,only a dream.” I say as I hold her close.She shakes her head, her breaths not calming down, and breathing fast.Her fingers grip the sweater I’m wearing tightly, her body trembling so much.“You’re safe.” I begin to rock her, moving back and forth slowly,hoping it will help calm down her ne
ANAAfter I slept like the dead, I was checked by the doctor and allowed to go home.Home, AKA Roman’s safehouse.I wonder how Callie reacted when she saw the place.Probably the same as me, totally overwhelmed, the place was bigger that the old house.Earlier, Roman left to go and get his car and my clothes while I had breakfast.Roman’s a mafia boss.You’d think I’d be running for the hills, but here I am, sitting in the passenger side of his BMW as he drives us home.Before shit went down, Roman was this perfect man, and honestly, it bothered me a little. but since he got me back he has been tending to my every need.. I didn’t feel good enough to be with him, because of the drugs.I’ve seen his dark side, and in that moment when he killed the men holding me captive, I fell in love with him all over again.Roman has blood on his hands. He’s not as perfect as I first thought, but instead, he’s perfect for me. He might be rich, and I’m okay with that, but we’re no longer worlds ap
ANAI hear Roman’s voice as he calls the nice old lady that cleans the house to let her know about Callie so she can get a room ready for her.I didn’t even argue when Roman said we’d be moving with him to a safe house.I’m still thinking about the last few horrible days .Curled up beneath the covers.I watch as he sits down on the armchair beside my bed and removes his boots and his gun holsters. Standing up, he pulls the two guns from behind his back like they are an extension of his body to guns. I’d forgotten they were tucked into his waistband.He places them on the bedside table, and leaning over me, he presses a kiss to my temple, while whispering, “Move up, Zolotse.” I shift back a bit and lift the covers so he can climb beneath them. When he lies down, he wraps an arm around me and positions my body half over his filling me with heat.Melting into the feel of his warmth, I let out a sigh.This is why I didn’t argue about moving with him.I feel safe and loved.He keeps
ROMAN “It’s all I had. I buried the metal rod in his eye,” she mumbles, her fingers twisting in the fabric of the covers.“She can be your bodyguard after that, Roman,” the fucker says. “Continue, Ana.”“I never heard any names. We were kept on the boat for a day before being moved to the house.”“Did you see tattoos?” Sergei shoots another question her way.She thinks for a moment, then answers, “They wore warm clothes, but one of the men had a leaf on his neck with an V.”Sergei rises to his feet and surprises the fuck out of me when he comes to give Ana’s shoulder a squeeze.“You did good, Ana. Get some rest.” Turning his attention to me, he says, “I’ll give you a day to be with her then you have to get to work. I want them found.”“Got it,” I reply and watch as he leaves the room.“What does the V represent?” Eden asks, her tone soft.“The drug dealers who took you work for Vladamir,” I explain.She nods, her eyes looking shocked spearing on my chest. Her features tighten,