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Today, I’m still fighting a lingering urge to look at every outlet I pass.
ok but real
I stare at the phone in my hand. Brando. I’m going to kill her.
“Let Varya know about the dog. She’ll be very . . . excited. Send someone to buy some dog food,” I say and turn to head back to my office.
The way he doesnt yell at her
“Who the fuck is Mark?” I jump and spin around to find Roman glaring down at me. “Why do you call him babe?” he demands. “And what kind of photo are you sending him?” I blink at him and take a bite of my apple. “My pimp. All of us girls call him babe. And I’m sending a photo of my boobs.”
Roman’s stance visibly relaxes, and his eyes lose their murderous gleam. Is he jealous?
Yes, he is
Or I could do my self-portrait as one of those, I’m sure the critics will love it.” I shrug. “We might need to add an ‘eighteen plus’ label on the—” “No.”
There have been a lot of women in my life, but with Nina in front of me, they all just fade away.
Nina looks at me, blinks, then looks down at the ring like it’s going to bite her. “This thing is real?” “Of course it’s real.”
I KNEW IT!
“Does your leg hurt?” “Yes,” he says, but there is a slight delay in his reply. “Are you lying?” “Nope.” He shakes his head. His eyes are still closed, but the corners of his mouth lift a bit. “Oh yes, you are lying.” I bend down slightly. “You just want me to pet you.”
The way this man kisses should be prohibited and ruled as hazardous to mental health.
“It wasn’t something we planned for, you know. Where do we go from here?” “I don’t know, malysh. Where would you like to go?” “I’m not sure.”
“Hey, I need to walk Brando. He’ll pee on the floor.” “Ask Olga to walk the beast.” “I’ll tell Brando you complimented him.” “You can also tell him if I catch him chewing my laptop charger again, I’ll be making you slippers out of his hide.”
Though, thoughts of a certain black-haired woman prevent me from concentrating at all.
I like the potato sack idea. In fact, if I could wrap her up from head to toe, it would make me very happy.
“Just let go?” “Just let go, malysh.” “Okay.”
I remember moving her down onto the pillows last night, but she decided to climb on me again at some point.
My greatest fear at the moment—that my knee is so fucked up, I’ll end up walking on crutches for the rest of my life. A cane, I can live with. But I don’t think I could bear crutches.
“Oh, don’t be such a grump. Everyone’s posting those.” “My wife is not everyone.”
The head of the Russian criminal syndicate. A drug dealer. A killer. And I managed to fall in love with him. Someone please just lock me up in a mental institution, because that’s apparently where I belong.
Three dead bodies lie sprawled on the floor, each one sporting a big red dot in the center of the forehead.
You get your shit together, fast. Find a bloody hobby or something.”
If he wasn’t my half brother, I would have gotten rid of Sergei long ago.
“Try sending a male one.” I don’t think Sergei is gay, but I’m not sure. “Yeah, that didn’t go well, either.” Pavel clears his throat. “He threw him out, then came to the club and broke my nose.” “Jesus, what am I going to do with him?” “Counseling might help. Maybe the doc knows a shrink who wants extra money.”
“The shrink would end up requiring counseling after talking to him, Pavel.
He kisses my neck and clutches me tightly into him. Falling asleep has never felt better, even with a headache.
“Do you have any other symptoms?” He puts his palm on my forehead and then on my cheek. “Take a pill and go lie down. I have to finish a few things here and then I’ll come upstairs.”
The way he cares has me crying
He leans in and kisses me, and it makes everything feel a little bit better. Shit, I’m a goner for this man. “Upstairs. Now, Nina.” “Well, since you asked so nicely.” I kiss him quickly on the cheek and turn to drag myself back to my room.
It’s the first time she’s done it without playing the part for the people around us. She probably didn’t realize she said it, but it still counts.
who is probably his daughter’s age, quietly sits down next to him.
EW HELLO???
They know it’s meant for Nina, and even though she’s not joining us, neither one dares to take her spot.
doesn’t seem to have any sense left, because he walks directly toward Nina’s seat.
Oh fuck you
“And where is your young wife, Petrov?” Tanush asks while nursing his second whiskey. “My wife is no concern of yours.” “Too bad. I was so excited about meeting her. To see for myself the girl who managed to nab the big bad Roman Petrov.” He smiles. “The things I’ve heard, hmm . . . I wonder if she even exists.”
I dont like him...
but I don’t pay attention to where he’s going as my gaze is focused on Tanush. I have the feeling we’ll be replacing the carpets again after all.
“I think Roman is going to kill Tanush, and we really don’t need that now. I need him to focus on something else.” He cuts the call. I look at the phone, throw it at Varya’s lap, and run straight to the bathroom.
“Her hips were this big. I’m going to start manually approving all whores from now on. Can’t offer untried goods to the clients, right?”
WTF
“My husband’s cock works quite well, but thank you for your concern.”
“Honey, would you mind removing the knife? I’m trying to have a conversation here.”
I love nina
“Still . . .” I place a kiss on his brow, then another one on his hard jaw. “You’re hot when you’re mad.” “Are you trying to manipulate me?” “Yes.” Another kiss, this time on the other side of his jaw. “Is it working?” “Maybe.”
“I know.” He kisses me again. “Make sure you eat some lunch. And call me if you need anything.”
Your honor i love them
I run into the room to find the maid cowering in the corner, holding the mop in front of her in a defensive stance.
Apparently She dont like brando
want to watch Roman’s reaction when he sees it for the first time.
Why would she change her mind so suddenly? I scroll through my phone, find my father’s number, and call him.
I turn to her mother. “Pick the one you like and tell Sally I authorized it.” Zara Grey regards me with a surprise. “You bought them?” “Of course I did.”
“It means I’m keeping your daughter.”
leaving her parents standing open-mouthed in front of a painting of a girl in the green dress.
I barely manage to keep my face straight. “What a selfish son of a bitch.”
I ignore her and keep wheeling my chair as fast as it can go toward the room she indicated.
“It’s not the one where I’m naked!” she shouts after me. Suddenly, there’s absolute silence in the gallery.
She blinks, looks over her shoulder at the people who are still staring at her, and snickers. “Oops.”
because there are at least ten men over there imagining you without clothes right now.”
