Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Misha’s eyes snap to mine. “Really?”
I nod as I turn onto my side, snuggling the pillow that smells like my man. “But be warned, I sleep like the dead.”
A grin spreads over his face. “I’ll test that one night when you least expect it. We’ll see how deep you sleep when I’m hammering into your pussy.”
Jesus.
The image of the fantasy has my abdomen clenching and my core flushing with heat.
Reaching out a hand, I tug his sweatpants down, so his cock jumps free. I drink in the sight of his velvet skin, wrapped tightly over the muscle, then trail a finger from the head to the base.
“Make love to me, Misha,” I whisper. “Like you did when you thought you were saying goodbye.”
He pushes his sweatpants all the way off and removes my panties before he crawls over me. The weight of his body pushes mine into the mattress.
Just the way I like it.
Misha’s eyes lock with mine, and seeing how much he loves me makes me feel treasured and safe.
“Do you have any idea how much I love you, moy malen'kiy olen'?”
I nod, and as he pushes his hard length inside me, I say, “Just as much as I love you.”
Chapter 39
Aurora
Getting ready for my first date with Misha, I try on another dress.
Abbie shakes her head again. “You look like a kid going to a birthday party.” Getting up from where she was sitting on my bed, she says, “I’m going to grab a couple of dresses from my closet.”
I watch her dart out of my bedroom before looking at my reflection in the mirror.
Yeah, she’s right.
Damn, when did I even buy this?
I take the dress off and check through my clothes but give up after a minute.
Abbie comes rushing back in with her arms full and drops the dresses on my bed. “Let’s see.” She digs in the pile and pulls out a shimmering jade dress.
A chuckle escapes me. “I think that’s a little too formal.”
“So?” She cocks an eyebrow at me. “It’s your first date with Misha.”
“Yeah, but I’ll stand out in a restaurant.” My teeth worry my bottom lip.
Abbie shoves the dress into my hands, then looks me dead in the eye. “So what? Ra-Ra, it doesn’t matter what other people think. Screw them. You’re a bratva slash mafia princess. You can wear whatever you want.”
She’s right.
“Okay.” Giving her a smile, I step into the dress.
Abbie helps me pull up the zipper, and when I check my reflection in the mirror, a wide smile splits over my face.
“Now that’s what I call a first date dress,” Abbie murmurs, looking a little emotional.
Turning around, I give her a hug. “Thank you for sharing this moment with me.”
“I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”
As I pull back, my eyes scan over her face. The bruises are healing nicely. It’s been two weeks since the attack, and things have returned to normal.
With all the threats kind of dealt with, it’s safe for us to leave the grounds. I’m saying kind of because things are tense between the bratva and the yakuza after the attack. Then again, Kazuo went against orders, so the yakuza doesn’t have a leg to stand on.
There’s also a heavy bratva presence in Switzerland while things are settled between Viktor and my father.
“I better not do a lot of walking tonight,” I say as I sit down on the side of the bed to put on my high heels.
“Pfft.” Abbie waves a hand. “Give Misha half a chance, and he’ll carry you everywhere.”
“Right?” I chuckle. “I love how he dotes on me.”
Abbie’s eyes lock with mine. “I’m happy for you, Ra-Ra.”
Reaching across the bed, I give her arm a squeeze. “Thanks, my friend. Hopefully, your Prince Charming will come soon.”
She shakes her head. “Nah, I’m done with men.”
My eyebrows fly into my hairline. “I never thought I’d hear those words.”
She lets out a chuckle. “For now, at least.”
“So there’s really nothing between you and Nikolai?” I ask as I get up, testing to make sure the heels aren’t hurting me.
“No, there’s nothing.” Her features tighten for a moment with a flash of pain. “Nothing at all from his side.”
“And Alek?” I ask to change the subject of Nikolai so I can distract Abbie. “He’s been kind of nice to you since the attack.”
Abbie lets out a bark of laughter as she shakes her head. “He’s just taking it easy on my ass because I got the life beaten out of me. We’re just friends. Sort of. It’s more like there’s an unspoken peace between us because you and Misha are getting married.”
“Everyone getting along for once is a nice change of pace.”
“Yeah,” she forces a grin to her face. “Come on. You still need to do your hair. Misha will be here soon.”
“Shit, you’re right,” I laugh. “I would’ve gone out with my hair looking like a rat’s nest.”