He was about to ask me more, but Kim returned with the check, saving the day.I told him, “I’ll just go run to the ladies’ room.” I grabbed my purse and hurried off, the tassels of my skirt tickling the backs of my thighs.When I passed the outdoor bar, guys gawked, knowing what I was. Or thinking they did.In the bathroom, I stared into the mirror. Ana Sol, escort.A far cry from my one time goal: Anna Bateman, tycoon. From an early age, I’d played with the idea of taking over the world, maybe going into politics like my father. Even as I partied in high school, I’d gotten straight A’s, earning tons of credits. I’d planned to graduate college at age twenty-one, with a 4.0 GPA.Yet the harder I worked, the more I got away from my dreams. Which wasn’t exactly motivating! At least the GPA was still within reach. All I had to do was make an A on my last final.With a sigh, I smoothed a curl behind my ear and tugged down the hem of my dress.By the time I passed the bar again, the men we
In the elevator, Roman maneuvered me against the wall, his body looking down at me.I turned to him, pushing out my breasts and hard nipples for attention. His raised his hands, only to drop them, fists clenched. “Camera,” he muttered, stepping back. Then he cast me a look of resentment, as if I were the cause of his current problem.As if I wasn’t just as bad off as he was. If I didn’t feel him inside me soon, I was going to climb the walls!He stormed from the elevator. In the lobby, he yanked me to him. When I hopped up to lock my legs around his waist, he caught me, growling his approval, his hot hands gripping my ass.Between kisses, he said, “I’ve thought about you ever since you left. Couldn’t concentrate on business, on anything, for two fucking days.”I moaned, absorbing his words. Was it bullshit? Surprisingly, I realized he had no motive to lie to me. He was guaranteed to have sex with me. For all he knew, I owned absolutely nothing.How . . . freeing. “I couldn’t stop thi
“I told you I couldn’t stay for long.”“Oh, no. I meant what I said. I’m booking you for the rest of the night.” His tone was all commanding: So says the mafia boss.He strode to the bar, selecting a bottle of champagne.“ are we Celebrating something?”“We will be. You’re going to show me fun.”I hesitated. I could stay here, toasting champagne with him, or return home, tripping through dirty parking lots to reach my pathetic, small apartment.An entire night with him? Boundaries. I can do this. I’d still leave town next Monday. I’d have to. I’d never break my third rule to stay on the move. I believed that was the only reason I was still alive.Besides, Roman would make this easy for me. After a whole night together, the man would grow tired of me and send my ass packing.“Ah, you’ve decided to stay,” he said, reading me so well.“I worry though. I don’t know if you can handle my brand of fun.”His full, open smile was devastating. Better than in pictures. “One way to find out.”I
I told him what I told myself whenever my guilt grew too painful: “It happened. It hurt. Better things await you.” “Like what?” “Like pouring champagne down my chest to drink from my nipples? While I ride you? That’s in your future if you want it.” He swallowed. “A bright future for me, then. I’m long overdue for that.” He retrieved another bottle from the bar. . . . While I rode him on a lounge chair, he drank and drank. More champagne . . . We made toasts to each other. He tickled me. When I tried to escape, he pinned my wrists above my head and played with my breasts till I writhed. “In case I haven’t told you,” he rasped, “I like your size as much as you do.” More champagne . . . Room service arrived with pan-seared scallops, soft tender steak, and Beluga caviar. As we fed each other, he blamed me for how hungry he was. “Caviar is so decadent” I told him. “I can’t believe you’ve never had it.” Voice gone gruff, he said, “There are many things I could show you, take you
“You’re so sure that Anna will keep quiet?” the lawyer asked papa. “She’s an impulsive troublemaker.”“What could she say to the police?” he asked. “ She knows I caused her mother's death. I was a model husband to her mother for over a year, and I’ve helped her grow her wealth ,everyone she’s ever come into contact with. I play tennis with her business partners. Who would believe her? And even if her mother was exhumed,” As I entered the house that was what I heard.Dad continued, “No one but her has ever accessed it, and her fingerprints are the only ones on the case. With the papers, I can know how much she's worth and now she's missing, I don't know where she hid the papers .She fought constantly with her mother and was the sole heir to a fortune. Means, motive, opportunity, and a murder weapon. One word to the police, and Anna’s done.”They’d killed my mother; they’d framed me for it.“Ana?” Rome was studying my face, as if trying to read my thoughts.I forced a smile. “Just think
The sun was coming up when I woke against a man’s chest. I blinked, sluggish. What the hell— My eyes went wide. I was in the Russian’s bed! And everything from the night before was a blur. I stifled a groan, swearing I would never drink again. I rose up on an elbow to look at him. He slept on his back, one muscular arm around me, the other over his head. I nearly whimpered. How would Rome be with me this morning? Would he act like nothing unusual had happened? Be embarrassed that we’d been drinking and oversharing? That I’d seen his scars? What if he looked at me the way he had our first night, waking up to sneer, “You’re still here?” I cautiously rose, finding a robe in the bathroom, then crept out of the bedroom suite. The housecleaner in me cringed at the mess in the sitting area. We’d hit this place like a storm, it was in a total mess. I moved to the kitchen and found orange juice. Drank that down. Then I took another full glass out by the pool. I drank it down to
“I slept for five hours?” After sex, he’d risen, frowning at the clock. “This is a record. I feel like a new man.”“You look ten years younger,” I told him as I stretched. “Now I’d put you in your mid-twenties.”“I just turned thirty-one.”“Yes, but you looked thirty-five before.”He raised a brow. “You won’t ask why I don’t sleep? I’ve had insomnia for decades.”I sighed. “Why wouldn’t you? You’re in a high-pressure job—which might be dangerous—and you’re running a billion-dollar empire.”He chucked me under the chin. “I don’t know if I’ll quite be a billionaire today, beautiful.” When he strode to his closet, the lines across his back saddened me seeing them in the daylight. He returned wearing a clean pair of jeans, with a white undershirt for me. “Here. Arms up.”I hopped from the bed, raising them, and he pulled the shirt over me. It swallowed my body.He grinned down at me. “Almost as good looking as you were in that dress.”“The smirky attendant downstairs ought to have a fiel
I walked out of the bedroom, saying, “Okay, we’re all agreed. Heated argument about to begin. . .”He was arguing with Dimitri and they both looked angry. They both turned to me, accusation in their eyes.“What?” fear ran through me, and I had the feeling I needed to run out of there it didn't matter where, my flight or fight mode was activated.Rome strode toward me. “Are you on birth control right now?”I disturbed my lip with my teeth. “Why would you ask that?” Was that information in the records they’d e-mailed? I started hyperventilating.“You have to be on something.”“I’m going to be.” The doctor had told me to wait until after my next period to start, and that wasn’t for a couple of weeks. How long would the pill take to work? “I have a prescription. It’s not a problem.”He stabbed his fingers through his hair, looking devastated.What did that have to do with birth control? “Again, it’s not a problem.” Though this should have been a private conversation, Dimitri looked on
ANAWe take a shower and, with the towel, dries me carefully and then lies me on the bed. He spreads my legs again and leans down, and kisses me there. As if completely focused on his task, he gets up immediately and goes to his closet and takes out a box.He removes a bottle of lube and puts it on the bedside. My eyes widen when I see it, "You had lube with you?" I frown.“yes ,” He smirks.“Always prepared?”“yes I am.”I giggle, and the fast pace at which my heart is beating slows down a bit.This is something he's thought about. He really wants this.As his towel drops to the floor , and his large thick cock springs free, engorged, and rock hard. It hangs heavily between his legs, and he gives it a few slow strokes as he kicks his towel to the side. He lies down beside me and leans up onto his elbow, his lips take mine, and he kisses me. His eyes close, and wearing a soft smile, he has this aura of happiness around him. "This might be slow." He murmurs against my lips a
ROMAN With every passing second, where the guests are drinking champagne and enjoying the reception. I grow more and more impatient for them to leave.“Stop scowling at everyone,” Ana whispers, where she’s sitting like a gem beside me.“How much longer?” I mutter.“We only get one time to introduce me to everyone,” she says, “try to enjoy it.”“I am, but I also want to be alone with you.”She hits my chest and smiles at Sam as she walks by the table.“You look stunning, Ana,” Sam says, not even daring to look in my direction.“Thank you,” Ana accepts the compliment like the queen she is.Chloe rushes toward us and says, “It’s time to open the dance floor.”“Dance floor?” I mutter. “No one said anything about us dancing.”“Do it for me please Roman,” Ana whispers before standing up.Unable to refuse her anything, I climb to my feet and follow her to the middle of the floor.A song starts to play, and as I take Ana into my arms, I ask, “Which song did you pick?”“ The way you lo
ANAI got to spend some time with Roman , but tonight is the night.The other heads of the Bravta and their partners are coming over, and I’m nervous as fuck.I’ve just put on the sheer body suit and Valentino black high heels when Roman comes into my walk-in closet. His eyes land on me, and he stops dead in his tracks.“No,” he growls as he slowly starts to shake his head, his expression darkening by the second. “There is no fucking way you’re wearing that in front of the other men lest bravta men.”“Hold on before you pop a muscle,” I mutter hastily, I only have a few seconds to change his mind.I grab the leather jacket out of my closet and put it on. When I fasten the belt, and the fabric spreads out like a short skirt, I say, “See. Everything’s covered.”He stares at me for a while before he says, “Fine. But the fucking jacket stays on at all times.”I walk closer to him, and wrapping my fingers behind his neck, I pull him a down a little. Against his lips, I whisper, “I
I let out a sigh. “You’re mine, Ana, which means I’m going to provide for you. You need an investment in case of an emergency.”“What…” she doesn’t finish her question, and her features tighten when she whispers, “You are not going to die. I thought we talked about this.” I nod because, unlike most people like to assume, I’m not indestructible.Her fingers tighten around mine, and she glances away from me.“It won’t happen easily,” I say to put her mind at ease.She sets her coffee cup down as she lowers her head. “I really hope not.”“Come here,” I order as I move my chair backwards to accommodate her.She gets up, and I pull her onto my lap. Taking hold of her face, I turn her face so she’ll look at me.“I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.”“Okay,” she whispers before wrapping her arms around my neck.I hold her tightly while it sinks in that it upsets her a lot to think of me dying.More love pours into my chest, and I press a kiss to her shoulder and another to the side
I can barely hold on by the time he comes with a groan. He pulls me down on top of him, and his arms tight around me. he plunges into me again, his body jerking with each thrust. When he stills beneath me, we’re both breathless. I can feel his heart racing where my cheek is pressed to his chest. “Christ,” he gasps. “You might just kill me.” I let out a chuckle, and when my inner walls squeeze his cock, he lets out a sharp breath before his body shudders. I press a kiss to his racing heart, then let out a happy sigh. His hand pats my butt, then he orders, “Up before I end up fucking you the whole day.” As I climb off him, his cock slips out of me. My body jerks because I feel raw and sensitive from all the sex. I let out a chuckle. “I’m going to need time to recover.” Roman moves off the bed. “Get your sexy ass in the shower.” I move off the mattress and follow him into the shower. Once we’re both beneath the warm spray of water, Roman starts to wash my body.
When Roman pulls out of me, I shift, and it has his eyes snapping to mine with worry in his expression.“You okay?”I nod quickly. “Yes. Just a bit sensitive.”He lies down on his back, and when I climb off the bed, his gaze follows me to the bathroom.I quickly clean myself before wetting a washcloth. When I walk back into the room and crawl onto the bed.he takes the washcloth from my hand and throws it on the floor.My eyebrows draw together, then he says “I don’t want to clean you off me yet.”His possessive voice makes the butterflies in my belly resume their fluttering.Roman pulls me closer,and when I lie down beside him, his arms wrap around me.As he buries his face in the grove of my neck.Just like earlier, I throw my leg over his and using my leg to pull and hold him tightly to my body.My fingers trail up and down his back, and I press a kiss to his temple.He lets out a heavy sigh and melts into me.I keep caressing his back, and not even minutes later, his breaths ev
ANAThe words soak into my bones, filling me with a warmth.I’ve never experienced before. It feels safe.it feels as if I’ve finally found a place where I truly belong.I’ve found my home.“Am I the first?” he asks.I nod, not trusting my voice right now.“Good,” he sighs before he lowers his head to claim my lips.The kiss starts out slow as if Roman’s taking his time to show me how he feels,tonight feels different.But as the seconds pass, the need grows between us, and he becomes impatient.His tongue lashes at mine, and when his teeth tug at my bottom lip, his hand moves away from my face, and he suddenly ends the kiss.He crawls down my body, and taking hold of my pyjamas shorts, he tugs them off of me.I quickly remove my cami while he shoves his sweatpants down.When we’re both naked, he pushes my legs open. I still feel self-conscious, but the emotion quickly turns to surprise when Roman kisses the inside of my thigh.“Time to taste you, Moya Roza,” he groans right before
ANARoman presses another kiss to my mouth to silence me, then mentions, “We can get a team to help you out with all the work.”I wrap my arms around his neck and stare at him with all the love I feel in me. “Thank you.” I interlock my legs around his waist as I pull him closer to me. Tell me “Do you think my idea to open a free kitchen is stupid, or do you feel it is too big of a project for me to take on?”“No.” Picking me up, he carries me to the bed and lays me down on my side of the bed while continuing, “I think it’s an amazing idea. I just don’t want you working yourself to death.”“Okay.”Walking around the bed, he throws the covers back and lies down beside me. I crawl beneath the blankets and adjust them over his body before I get comfortable.He turns so we’re lying face-to-face, then says, “You are one hell of an amazing woman, Ana.”I brush my fingers over the five o’clock shadow on his jaw. “You are so amazing.”We become quiet for a moment, just staring at eac
ROMAN I’m fucking tired and just want to get into bed with my woman.Freezing my ass off, I climb back into the SUV to wait for thirty minutes because I need to make sure nothing will be a problem for Ana in the future.My phone vibrates, and I check the message that just came through.Ana: Just checking if you’re okay.I quickly take off my gloves and type a response.Roman: Almost done. I’ll be home in an hour.Ana: Can’t wait. I have something so exciting I want to share with you.She probably wants to tell me she’s starting to work with Chloe very soon.Putting the gloves on again, my arm and back sting, and I know Ana’s going to lose her shit when she sees I’ve been grazed by bullets.I keep an eye on the time, and when thirty minutes is up, I get out of the SUV and walk to the alley, where I pass empty crates and boxes, not finding anything.I turn around, I walk back to the SUV so I can get my ass home to my woman with the full intention of not telling her about not killing th