Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 93506 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93506 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
He goes erect at that and nods before he disappears from sight. I track his movements and discreetly take inventory of the crowd. There’s no sign of her.
Did she leave?
Adrian stops before me, a hand secured around his wife’s lower back. She stares at Kristina, pauses, then forces a smile. “Congratulations.”
My fiancée, who I’m starting to suspect is a robot, smiles as she’s done with everyone. “Thank you.”
This woman doesn’t even care that Lia actually took her previous fiancé. Not only that, but she also accepts Adrian’s half-assed congratulations with another smile.
Lia tells Adrian she’s going to the ladies’ room and the crazy asshole actually motions at one of his guards to follow. His wife merely shakes her head and teasingly hits his arm before she disappears.
Adrian follows her with his darkening gaze long after she’s no longer in sight. I’ve always found it amusing how an unfeeling man like him has this level of affinity for another human being.
You say that as if you’re not in the same boat, motherfucker.
Adrian grabs me by the shoulder. “I’m going to borrow Kirill for a minute.”
He doesn’t wait for anyone’s reply as he pushes me onto a quiet balcony. The cold penetrates my suit, and my jaw tightens but for an entirely different reason than the change of temperature.
I barely have access to the hall and, therefore, can’t see if Sasha has returned.
“Make it quick,” I say absentmindedly. “Besides, why are you acting so friendly all of a sudden? Didn’t you pierce my little black heart by telling me not to get in touch unless absolutely necessary?”
“Do you have any fucking idea what you’re doing?” His body is tense but only for a moment before he releases a breath. “You’re playing with fucking fire.”
“My, Adrian. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re worried about me.”
“Focus.” He drives his fist against my shoulder, knocking me back a step. “This is dangerous.”
“And how do you know what this is?”
“It doesn’t take a genius to figure out you’ve always been after the highest position. I suspect that Igor promised to get you there and Sergei agreed to renounce to you when his health condition worsens.”
“The cat’s out of the bag, huh?”
“This might backfire any moment if you don’t commit to your side of the deal.”
“Why wouldn’t I?” I grab his shoulder and squeeze. “Now, real talk. When it’s time for the elections, you’ll vote for me, right? You know no one can drive this organization better than me.”
“That’s all you care about?”
“What else is there? Unless…you’re thinking of running yourself?”
“Unlike you, fucking idiot, I have a family I need to protect, and to do that, I won’t put myself in the limelight. I prefer to work in the shadows.”
“And you’ll keep doing that. In fact, when I become Pakhan, you’ll be my favorite.”
“You really don’t see the danger you’ll be exposed to when you’re at the top, do you?”
“The benefits outweigh the danger.” I grin. “No one will be able to touch me once I’m there.”
“I have one piece of advice for you, Kirill. Walk the fuck away before it’s too late.”
“There’s no going back now.”
“Right. Igor will kill you if his daughter is stranded again.”
“No thanks to you. Don’t you regret not taking this chance while you could? If you’d married Kristina, Igor would’ve made it his mission to get you to the top.”
“There are a lot of regrets in my life, but marrying Lia was never one of them.” He pushes me with his shoulder on his way out. “Enjoy the craziness.”
He calls it craziness, I call it power.
And I’ll soon have it all at my disposal.
My phone vibrates.
Viktor: Lipovsky is not on the property. One of the other guards told me he saw him leave.
Fuck.
My hand tightens around the phone, and I take a few calming breaths. I’m barely stopping myself from ditching the party that’s being thrown in my honor and going to search for her.
Kirill: Find him, Viktor. I don’t care about the method.
I swear to fuck, if she does something stupid…
My thought trails off when Rai intercepts my path and tries to push me back onto the balcony. I consider tripping her, but since I’m not in the mood to kill the infant in her belly, I follow the motion and thrust myself back into the cold.
“What the fuck is this? Corner Kirill Day?” I let my lips pull in a smirk. “Are you perhaps mad that I’m getting more power, Rai?”
“Oh, fuck you and your egomania,” she spits out. “How could you do that to Sasha?”
My humor disappears. “Do what?”
“She was a mess, Kirill! Didn’t you see her crying, or are you so far up your own ass that you didn’t notice the suffering you caused her? You’re a damn monster!”
I want to snap Rai’s neck, but then again, that would ruin the evening and my deal with her damn granduncle. So I inhale calming breaths. “What did she tell you?”