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“It’s okay,” I whisper. “You’re safe.”
“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.”
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.
Never presume someone is dead until he’s sporting a hole in his head. That’s my motto. It even rhymes.
“Stop jumping, damn it,” Petrov snaps, “You’ll give my child a concussion.”
lmaooo
And I think I’m going to ignite under his touch.
“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.
“There will be no going back after this, baby,” he says.
“I’m keeping you, lisichka,” I say against her lips and slam in her again. “You’re mine.”
“You’ll stay?”
“I’ll stay.”
“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.”
“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.”
“Sergei,” I whisper, and tears streak down my face. He came for me.
“He said it was a surprise.” She chuckles. “I think it’s romantic.”
okay i kinda love her
He throws a look at the man Nana and I just shot, then turns toward us and raises his thumb. Yeah, he might be a little whacky, but I love him anyway.
“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.”
“I would miss you.”
My body goes stone-still. “Why?”
“Because I’m in love with you,” she whispers and kisses me again.
The old bat just ruined my marriage proposal.
