“Stop,” Sila said, pulling away from her husband, both of her hands were on his chest which she used to create space between them. She shook her head. “Stop, Klaus.”Klaus' eyes curled together into a deep frown. “Why should I?” He said, removing her hand from his chest and pulling her to himself bodily making her gasp in shock. “Klaus, What are you doing?”“You gave me right over your body in front of your Bratva and my Cosa Nostra,” He caressed her cheek with his forefinger as one side of his lips curled into a sly smirk. Sila’s eyes narrowed at him. His words infuriated her. “A ruined good you called me,” she whispered challengingly. “I am impure according to your standards, Klaus. Will you be able to stand my impurity?” she asked, she wanted to hear his answer. Klaus clenched his jaws tightly. His nose flared a little as he eyed her body. The formal suit she was wearing hugged her curves tightly at the right places. And those curves were calling him to her. “The fact that someo
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