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From: Felix Allen To: Captain L. Kruger Subject: Re: Where is my asset?! Fuck you, Lennox. I hope your pet project comes back to bite you in the ass real soon. Felix
“I’ll call Varya and tell her to bring the doc.” Mikhail lets the truck door crash back down. “We can meet them at the safe house.” “No,” I bark and pull the small body to my chest. “I’m taking her to my place.” “What? Are you crazy?” I stop and turn toward him. “I said I’m taking her with me.”
“Idi na khuy, Albert!”
“It’s okay. You’re safe,” I whisper and tighten my arms around her.
she is beautiful. But, it’s not her beauty that attracts my attention. There is something in the lines of her face that seems familiar. I have an impeccable memory, and I am 100 percent certain that I haven’t met her before, at least not in person.
“Because her name is Angelina Sofia Sandoval,” I say. “She’s Manny Sandoval’s daughter, Roman.”
“Okay.” I head upstairs. “But you should know one thing. I’m keeping her, Roman.”
“Who hit you, Angelina?”
“I will find out, lisichka.” “Lisichka?” I raise an eyebrow. I don’t know that word. “Little fox.”
I called because even though I left my place barely an hour ago, I can’t stop thinking about the little fox I left there.
Consider your late wife before you even think about tangling yourself up with this girl.”
There is something about her . . . something that makes my demons sleep. I don’t remember the last time I felt so calm in someone’s presence.
Being attracted to a person who keeps me prisoner is not normal.
I didn’t actually give a damn if I lived or not. But where Angelina is concerned, I have this inexplicable need to grab her and always keep her next to me, so no one can hurt her ever again.
Angelina’s already big, dark eyes grow impossibly round, and I wonder what she’d do if she knew the kind of thoughts running through my mind at this moment. Her. Naked. Pressed under my body as I pound into her with all my might.
When she tells me who hurt her, and she will eventually, I’ll have such a great time killing them. I won’t use a gun. That’s too quick. A knife won’t do, either. Hmm. Waterboarding? Maybe, if I can find a good place to do it. Strangulation? Yes, that sounds nice. As would cutting off their extremities. I’d need a chainsaw, and damn, that shit is loud. I’ll consider it some more.
Never presume someone is dead until he’s sporting a hole in his head. That’s my motto. It even rhymes.
The man who’s been teasing me, who carried me around because I was tired, who bought me nine different body washes because he didn’t know which scent I would like . . . who saved my life . . . is a professional killer?
My demons are somehow afraid of scaring her, so they withdraw when she is near.
“I will eliminate anyone who might pose even the slightest threat to you, Angelina. If I, even for a second, suspected that he recognized you, he would have been dead.”
“No one. Threatens. Your. Safety,” he bites out. “Got that, Angelina?” I blink, then nod. “Good,” he says, squeezes my neck, and slams his mouth to mine. I suck in a breath. He’s wearing that cologne again, the one that messes with my head. Grabbing at his shoulders, I climb onto his lap and press my core to the bulge in his pants. The moment I feel his hard cock against my already tingling pussy, a shudder passes through my body.
People who are willing to kill in order to protect don’t frighten me. I'm only afraid of those who hurt others simply to enjoy their pain.
“I’m keeping you, lisichka,” I say against her lips and slam in her again. “You’re mine.”
He’s scared that he might unintentionally hurt me, but the fact is, I don’t remember the last time I felt as protected as I do in Sergei’s embrace.
“Well, I don’t plan on running, Sergei. In fact, I plan on coming even closer and holding you until you come back from wherever you go.”
“I was thinking something along the lines of Prinadlezhit Sergeyu Belovu.”
His cock slides out then slams into me. “Because, when you look at me, I remember I’m still alive.”
“He said he looked inside and found a bunch of paperbacks with naked men on the covers, and now, he thinks you read porn.” “It’s mental porn,”
“You’re the only thing that keeps my darkness away, lisichka.” I kiss her shoulder. “If, one day, you decide you’ve had enough of my shit, just leave and never look back. And make sure you hide very well.”
“Because, I will follow and drag you back. And there’s nowhere you’ll be able to hide if I decide to chase you, Angelina.”
Sergei, For quite some time, I’ve been thinking about my life and everything that has happened. I’ve decided I need a fresh start. I contacted one of my father’s friends earlier this week, and he arranged for me to get an ID so I can access my money and leave the States. While I truly enjoyed spending time with you, I realize that if I want to bring order into my life, I need to cut connections with everything that ties me to my past. We had some nice moments together, but sometimes you scare the shit out of me, and I think it’s time we part ways. I thought I could deal with your issues, but
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“Sergei!” she calls again, jumps over a dead soldier, and leaps into my arms. “You came for me.” “Of course I came for you,” I say and kiss her like my life depends on it. “I will always come for you, baby.”
