Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
How did I not know how sexy it was to hear him growl in Russian? He thrusts into me, again and again, taking the call, growling into the phone, and finally slamming it off, never losing his pace.
As he ends the call, his control snaps. He shoves everything aside and gives me the full heat of his focus. My head falls back, and I scream my release as he roars and spills inside me.
I’m drowning in bliss, blind to everything but the feel of his hot body against mine, the flood of ecstasy in my limbs, his hot seed lashing into me. I come again, a second climax on the cusp of the first. I scream until I’m hoarse. I slump against him, hot, wet, and utterly boneless. I can’t move. The hounds of hell could be at my back, and I’d collapse in front of them.
Our breathing is heavy, our hearts beating as one in a rapid tempo. He wraps his arms around me. I vaguely wonder how he’s still standing.
“Thought you had questions for me,” I tease, my eyes closed and a smile on my lips. “I thought you were going to interrogate me with your cock.”
“You were the one who had to go and bewitch me,” he rasps in my ear. “Got anything to tell me?”
I pause. I know what I want to tell him, but it’s too soon.
Isn’t it?
I love you, Lev Romanov.
I can’t breathe when you’re not here.
You make me ache in all the best ways.
I love you.
I nestle against his chest, feeling the rapid beating of his heart.
“No,” I whisper. “Got anything you need to ask?”
He sighs. “No. I don’t want to lose you, Isabella.”
“We’re going to make this work.”
He nods, stroking his fingers lazily through my tangled hair. “I have to go. That call was urgent. I need to meet one of my men.”
“Javier?” I ask.
“Yeah.”
I swallow. “Can I go?”
Shaking his head, he holds me to his chest. “I wish you could. You’re safer here for now.”
For now.
I don’t want to see him go.
I can’t explain it, but it feels like if I let him go out that door… he’ll never come back.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Lev
Fuck it. He can wait until the morning.
I don’t want to leave her. Not like this.
I fall asleep with Isabella in my arms. I dream we’re back on the island, just the two of us. I roll over, and she turns to me, her hand on her belly.
“I have good news,” she tells me.
“You’re having a baby?”
She nods. “I don’t want to fear this anymore. I don’t want to fear us. I am ready for the next step.”
A sudden explosion shatters our peace. The glass in the window flies into the room. She screams and falls to the floor. I cover her with my body.
I wake in a cold sweat. Isabella’s beside me, wide awake. “Lev? What happened? Are you alright?”
Fuck, it was just a dream. Just a dream.
I am not alright.
I reach for the water on the bedside table and take a sip as she lies beside me and falls back asleep. I look at her flat belly.
She isn’t pregnant.
Where has my mind gone? God, we need to get rid of Javier. The road before us is so fucking fraught.
I stare at the ceiling, unable to fall back asleep, when my phone buzzes. I glance at the screen.
Dmitri Petrov… our mole within Javier’s LSD.
What time do we meet?
You with Isabella?
Yeah
You need to make sure she doesn’t overhear us. Meet me at headquarters?
now?
Yeah?
I glance at the time. It’s three a.m.
On my way.
I get out of bed and pull the covers over her.
I want everything in me to know I can trust her. I want us to be exactly what she said she wanted—a team. Inseparable.
That means putting this bullshit behind us.
That means facing whatever happens next.
I get to headquarters in record time. Dmitri sits outside on a bench. It’s cold tonight, a chill in the air. My breath hangs in the air in front of me.
We nod to each other in silence.
“Hey, boss.”
I nod to him and sit next to him on the bench. “Hey. When did you get back?”
“Javier sent me here a few days ago.”
“He still has no idea who you are?”
He shakes his head. “None. You have no idea how divided they are. He only trusts himself.”
I nod. That corroborates what Isabella has said as well. “And what has he instructed you to do?”
“I’ve been sent here to make sure nothing goes wrong with the shipment that’s coming in tomorrow night.”
I blow out a breath and laugh mirthlessly. “What could possibly go wrong?”
He huffs out a laugh of his own. “Seriously, though. But before we make any moves… I gotta show you something.”
I know before he shows me what I’m going to see. I don’t know if I can trust it, but there’s only one reason he called me here in the middle of the night where my wife can’t hear us.