Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 65210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
The three of them turned their attention to me. I knew who these men were—and not just because they were linked to the Bratva.
They were the type of males who were used to getting their way, and if they didn’t, they shot bullets through skulls.
They were the type of people I worked with. The twisted underworld of humanity that I was most comfortable with. Because I’m just as dark and deprived as they are.
“Excuse me?” Ivan was the one to speak as he looked between me and his boss.
Markov slowly grinned, but it was far from pleasant.
I’d been working directly and only with Markov for months now, going over every detail of the development, discussing the illegal aspects. This project was nothing more than a shell company.
The other men that came with Markov? His lap dogs.
So I didn’t even bother addressing or acknowledging Ivan. I stared at Markov and lifted an eyebrow, waiting for him to respond.
“Even if it’s a hole in the fucking wall, you know we’ll take care of your assets. And isn’t that the entire point? Making more money and ensuring you don’t lose any?”
That was all Markov cared about. That was all his bosses were worried about.
I wanted out of this fucking meeting. I wanted to get home to see Persephone.
Over the last few weeks, I’d been so busy with work I’d hardly seen my girl. I wasn’t even counting sneaking into her room at night and watching her sleep.
But it wasn’t just that reason that kept me away. She was messing with my head, making me second-guess what I really had planned for her. The more I saw her, thought about her, and listened to her sweet, sassy mouth snap back at me, the more I realized I didn’t want to hurt her. Not like that. Not like I’d planned.
Breaking her until there was nothing left now made my gut wrench and my heart race.
And it fucking pissed me off.
So I made myself busy by taking these fucking meetings. I should have passed this bullshit off to someone beneath me. I thought it would have helped clear my head, but she was always on my mind. Being away from her made me think of Bunny even more.
All I could think about was when she talked back to me the last time I’d picked her up from school.
I’d wanted to bend her over the hood of my car, flip up the little, plaid skirt of her uniform, pull those cotton panties aside, and fuck her in front of everybody.
She’d be so tight, so snug, around my thick cock. I’d feel like she’d be strangling me. I nearly groaned at that image.
Markov was silent, watching me. He was used to people doing what he said with no questions. But my ass, my business, was on the line as well.
He knew I was the right man for this or he wouldn’t have come to me. So I leaned back, grabbed my whiskey, and brought it to my mouth as I continued to stare at him. The room became tense as the men sitting on either side of him shifted uneasily.
Maybe they expected him to pull out that gun he had in the inner pocket of his suit jacket. Let him. I had one as well.
And then he tossed his head back and chuckled at the same time he slapped his knee, like what I’d just said was the funniest thing.
The men on either side of him relaxed slightly, but they still watched their Pakhan uneasily, waiting for a bomb to drop.
“You’re right, Hades. You know best about these matters.” He leaned back and held his hands out, palms up. “I like things to be aesthetically pleasing. What can I say…” He glanced at his two soldiers, grinning. “I like things my way.” He laughed again.
No shit, motherfucker.
He started speaking to his soldiers in Russian as he leaned over the table again and looked at the blueprints I’d spread out.
Although I understood what he said perfectly, I didn’t pay him any attention as he spoke to his men. The feeling of my phone vibrating in my pocket had me reaching in and grabbing it.
I saw Bruno’s number flash across the screen, and instantly, I straightened. I had him on watch duty for my girl.
I didn’t trust her safety one hundred percent with anyone but myself, but because I couldn’t be there at all times, Bruno was the next best thing to protect her.
“Yeah.”
“Boss. I just wanted to check in. She’s left the house and went to a house party.”
The beautiful brat. “Who’s house party?” Although, I knew the answer even before I asked. Even if she’d done well to stay away from Trevor Wilcox, they were bound to run into each other.
I had enough people working for me in that school to let me know that she’d been focused on assignments and making new friends with some of the other girls there.