24 - Alexander.

“Be a good girl and apologize. Now.”

Her fist clenches by her side and I see what she’s about to do before she does. I close my palm over her fist as it travels toward my face, stopping it mid-air. She makes a squeak of pain as I clench my fist hard.

“I think you are forgetting, Natalya, what I hold over you and your family.”

Her shoulders dip then at the reminder of the information that could bring hell right to the doorstep of her beloved brother and his bratva. “Sorry,” she mutters, but it’s clear she doesn’t mean it.

I move her hips to the beat of the music, digging my nails into them. “Say it like you mean it.”

Her eyes flash with untamed rage, but she grits her teeth. “Sorry,” she says, sarcasm dripping from her tone.

“Hmm, I’m not convinced. I think you’ll have to make up for it with your actions.” I spin her around and grind my cock against her ass. “I’m hard and in need of a good sucking.”

“Suck it yourself,” she mutters, perhaps assuming I won’t hear.

“I’d much rather you su