The first dress Irina put me in was already an improvement. It was black and made of satin. It was an A-line off the shoulder and had a slit so far up the leg that I’d have to make sure I didn’t flash anyone. There was a dip down the back and Irina helped me tighten it so that it fit a little better. Opening up the curtain, I stepped out and for the first time, Aleksei’s mouth dropped open.
“Holy shit. Now that’s more like it. Marek would lose his mind. That’s way better. Much more you.”
I smiled, blushing a bit at the compliment. “I like this one. It is definitely way better and I feel more comfortable in it. More…me…”
Behind me, Irina clicked her tongue. “Then no. If you only like this one, milyy, then it is not the one for you. Come, come. This gets me closer to you.”
Nodding, I picked it up from the side an
The door shut immediately and I let my forehead fall to Marek’s. “I’m sorry, I don’t know…I just…”“Never apologize, Ria. The only one who should apologize is Aleksei.” Marek lifted my head up. “Not for that.”“Okay.” I let my voice come out as a hushed whisper.Kissing him again, Marek this time picked me up, moving to the couch where he sat down. My legs were now straddling him and I wrapped my arms around him. One of his hands was splayed across my back while the other crept up and his fingers wove into my hair. I’d never felt so absolutely lost in someone. Marek held me together and was my undoing all at the same time.We continued to kiss until we needed to take a breath. Both of our chests were heaving as we smiled. Marek brushed my cheek and I leaned into his touch. I sat back on his thighs as I tried to take a moment.“I think I’m officially ad
*** Marek’s POV ***I’d been stressing about the charity ball for the entire week. At first, I thought Lec and Aleksei should come as Ria’s guards but Lec said that he didn’t feel comfortable doing the event. I was worried that he had an issue with Ria but he assured me it wasn’t Ria. He said he wanted to make sure she was safe and he didn’t feel like he would have his head in the game somewhere like the charity ball. While I appreciated his honesty, it left a hole in my security.I finally decided to bring Keenan out from his training. Since he was going to be Ria’s personal guard, his training was in Moscow. I had to fly him in for the event but he at least would get some hands on training with Aleksei to shadow. Ria would feel more comfortable with him as well.Still, even with that, I was on edge. Her father being there and possibly Enzo made my skin crawl. I didn’t want them to touch her or even
The charity organization went all out this year. The gallery itself had high ceilings and they used the entire space to turn into a garden paradise. It was worthy of the richness that now was walking around the rooms. Ria stepped closer to me and I squeezed her arm gently. My heart rate had picked up though as I scanned over the crowd, categorizing everyone into the potential threats against her.I would say about sixty percent of the people here were just the rich and famous. Movie stars, business gurus, old money, all the people who shinned in the light. Though, most of them knew the rest of the forty percent. We were the underworld. Rolling in money they was done both legally and illegally. That forty percent was the threat. They were the ones we needed to make sure they protected Ria against her father’s wrath.“I see Vor.”I followed her motion and found Juri with Felicity, Kaz, and Sachi. Leading Ria over, I squeezed Juri’s shoulder
I glared at my second. Aleksei was a bit of a jokester and more often than not he had a smile on his face no matter the situation. It balanced my perpetual frown that was etched onto my face for years. Hell, I couldn’t remember the last time I smiled. Not even Aleksei’s greatest jokes would make me crack a smirk. An eyebrow raise but nothing would get me to smile; not anymore. For once though, he wasn’t smiling. We were in the middle of an arms deal with the Colombians. The last thing I wanted was to be interrupted. There were three other brothers they could contact that wouldn’t be finishing up a deal to handle something.“Why are you telling me this and not contacting my brothers?”Aleksei rubbed his palms against his pants. “Juri is in Russia right now, Kazmer is in Florida handling a different deal with the new port opening up, and Lev is arms deep in baby shit since the twins came home. It’s up to you, pakhan.”My lip curled. Aleksei knew better than to call me that. I was not ou
We arrived at the strip club in about ninety minutes thanks to Aleksei’s driving. Sometimes, I had to force myself not to kiss the ground when he drove. God damn maniac. My uncle drove for a bit in the off-road racing circuit. Unfortunately, he taught all my cousins how to drive like that no matter where they were. It was great when we needed to deliver something fast but being a passenger was asking to step beyond the pearly white gates.The bouncer out front opened the door for us as we walked into the club. The music was loud, smoke hung from the ceiling like cloudy day, and the smell of booze had turned sour. I stayed out of these shitholes. I preferred the business side, our larger corporations than the seedy bars, clubs, diners, and other places that were dotted around our territory. Sure, I still managed them but I didn’t need to do that in person.Walking through to the back house, I nodded to the ladies getting ready and snapped at Aleksei as he started to veer off in their di
Aleksei pulled around and quickly got out, opening the door for me. I set the poor girl across the back of the seat and debated putting on her seatbelt. It probably would do more damage than good so I left her laid across the back row. Getting into the passenger seat again, Aleksei came around and jumped in the driver’s seat. Glancing back at her, he scrunched his face up and turned back to the road.“Quick but gentle.”“I know. I know.” He took off from the alley and turned onto the main road.The estate was about the same distance from where we were now to the warehouse we had come from. Except that it was in the opposite direction. The worst part was that it was through the central part of the city. Traffic was a nightmare, but we just had to suck it up. I glanced back at seat where she was draped on. Her arms hung off the seat now and dangled down, the sickly purple and red blotches, only marred by blood, were almost better to look at than the floppy wrists that swayed as the car
Her eye narrowed and I saw her swallow a couple times. “Marek Baranov, fourth son of Ivano Baranov.” The voice was a croak, but it didn’t seem like it pained her to speak. I did notice her eye flit towards the water next to the bed.I was about to tell her to take a drink when I remembered that both her wrists were dislocated and one of her hands were broken. Normally, an interrogation would be best if the person wasn’t comfortable, but I needed her to speak more than just a few words. Striding over the edge of the bed, I grabbed the glass of water and leaned forward, tipping it slowly against her lips. For the first time, emotion crossed her face; surprise. However, it was gone as quickly as it came. She took small sips of the water until about half the glass was gone.Stepping back, I placed the glass on the table, her eye following my every move. She’s waiting for me to strike her down, I realized, but I didn’t let the disgust show on my face.“Who are you?”Her lips parted for a m
Shutting the door quietly behind me, it was about four in the morning when I got back to the estate. I had barely left the pit and missed the messages from my brothers. Juri already landed and apparently, they had already talked about the Italians. I didn’t know if Rosaria had provided the information to them. Or if they even bothered to ask. I’m sure they were more concerned with covering the border of our territory.Quietly making my way up to my office, I poured myself a straight whiskey and barely sat down when my door slammed open. Kamilia was livid as she slammed the door shut behind her as well.“What the fuck do you think you were doing? Just left, no information about where you had been or when you would be back. We’ve got the Italians up our ass and you decide to just fuck off.”I took a sip of my drink as she seethed. “I’m sure Lev tracked my phone.”“The fighting pits? Really Marek? You’re thirty-nine years old. Next year you’re going to be 40 and you think it’s okay just