Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
“I won’t like it,” she said, completely convinced, and she didn’t need to have any kind of practice.
He chuckled. “How would you know unless you tried it?”
Mikhail let her go and he walked away. Just left her there, several feet away from his sofa, while he went and got changed, or had a shower, or whatever.
Galina stared at the sofa. It couldn’t be so bad and Mikhail wasn’t there to see her test it out. She had no doubt it would be fine. Mikhail liked the finer things in life, and she had a feeling this was one of those things. She slowly sat down onto the sofa, kicked her feet up, and leaned back into the sofa. Instantly, she knew why Mikhail had condemned the damn sofa. That infuriating man. He clearly knew. The sofa was great to sit on and watch movies and hang out, but she felt how uncomfortable it was.
“It’s fine,” she said, muttering the words to herself.
She didn’t need to have any comfort. There were a few times growing up where she slept on the floor after having a temper tantrum. Her parents had left her, allowing her to suffer the consequences of her own actions. Yeah, those nights were terrible. She could only remember doing it a few times before she gave it up, and vowed never to do something so stupid.
Like now.
Mikhail was right. There engagement was days old, and she had spent all that time trying to figure out how to get out of being his wife. There was no escape for her. She would be his wife. She had to learn to accept that this bully was going to be her husband.
Swinging her legs off the sofa, she sat up, ran her fingers through her hair, and then got to her feet. She was exhausted.
The last couple of days had tried her last nerve, and the truth was, she was so tired, which was another reason she didn’t want to go out tonight. All she wanted to do was curl up, read, and slowly fall asleep. She hadn’t been granted with that time, so she had no choice but to accept her fate. Moving away from the sofa, she walked back to the room where the clothes had been waiting for her.
Mikhail was nowhere to be seen, but she heard the shower running.
Galina stared at the bed, and she couldn’t help but wonder if he was some kind of monster. It was huge, but she had to admit it did look comfortable. Did he have silk sheets? She didn’t have a clue. There was no point in questioning the quality of his bedroom. She went to the bed, the side closest to the shower, and threw back the covers. If she did this, it was the final agreement. She knew that. There was no getting away from the fact she would be Mikhail’s wife. It sounded so strange to her.
“I’ve got this. I can do this.”
She slid into the bed, and even though she was sitting on her ass with her legs partially out of the bed, it felt so good.
Galina had just laid down when Mikhail finally appeared in the main bedroom. She spotted the smirk on his face, and the temptation to go and knock it off his face was strong, but she resisted. “Don’t get any ideas.” She glared at him.
“And what ideas would those be?” he asked. He purposely rubbed a towel through his hair. He had another towel wrapped around his waist, and he was flexing those muscles of his arms, showing off his ink, and looking like a man straight out of a wet dream.
Not happening.
She rolled over, so she faced away from him, but that didn’t do any good, as less then five minutes later, he was on the other side, pulling back the covers.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He wore only a pair of boxer briefs. There was no way she couldn’t see the outline of his cock, it was right there, staring at her. Not exactly staring at her, but it seemed way too indecent.
“I’m getting into bed.”
She rolled back over, so she was facing the other way. There was no way she was going to be able to sleep. She would know he was there, all night long.
He settled into bed, and let out a sigh. “Ah,” he said. “This is the life.”
She wanted the earth to swallow her up whole.
****
Mikhail watched as Galina slept.
At the start of the night, she’d been way too tense. He’d stayed on his side of the bed, giving her the space he knew she needed now. He had a feeling she was going to be difficult their first night, and he hadn’t been wrong. She’d been incredibly difficult.
He’d watched the clock for a good hour, before she finally fell into an exhausted sleep. Mikhail had then waited a good ten minutes, before closing the distance between them, sliding her against him, holding her close.