Dirty Pleasures – The Lion and the Mouse Read Online Kenya Wright

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Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 140940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 705(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
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More important, do you both have the fucking balls to deal with Lunita?

I smirked at the thought of my mouse’s alter.

Let us hope your sliced off dicks are not lying neatly by your decapitated heads when I wake up in the morning.

I checked Boris and remembered one fact.

However. . .Lunita put you on her little do-not-kill list. . .

Rage sparked in my chest.

I did my best to shove away my jealousy and I went over to them.

Wassily quirked his brows at my approach.

Boris stiffened.

When I got to them, I kept my voice low. “I am going to sleep. You two are to watch my mouse throughout the night. If Lunita surfaces, wake me up immediately.”

Their response was immediate, a synchronized nod with no hesitation in their demeanor.

I turned to the three men near the door and gestured for them to come.

They hurried over and leaned my way.

My voice was low, yet sliced through the quiet. “There are signs when it comes to Lunita. When she sees that you are in here, she will pretend to be Emily, but she does a horrible job.”

One of them widened his eyes.

I imitated her signature pose. “She will lean her head like this. . .all the way to the side until it lays on her shoulder.”

Another man blinked.

“I do not know why she does this. I actually think she may find comfort with keeping her head angled that way.”

I lifted my head back to normal and scanned their faces.

“Lunita will also hop off the bed like she is a kid heading outside to play.” I raised one finger. “And her walk is odd. But, because you are watching, she will slow it down and do her best to imitate Emily, but again. . .my mouse would simply stroll. Lunita would slowly march.”

Boris nodded in agreement, and I couldn’t help feeling a surge of annoyance at his understanding.

My eyes locked onto him.

Be careful, Boris. You may know my mouse and Lunita very well, but I will still rip out your intestines and feed them to you.

So that I wouldn’t kill him right there, I returned to my warnings. “You do not talk to Lunita.”

Boris’s face went stone-cold and betrayed no emotion.

I lifted my lip into a sneer and then spoke, “In fact, you will only wake me up. While Lunita cannot fight, she is fast. She is deadly, and if you fucking touch her, I will kill you, regardless of what damage she has inflicted on you.”

Wassily shifted on his feet but remained silent.

“Lunita is not my mouse.” I placed my gaze back on Emily’s sleeping figure. “Lunita is my mouse’s reflection in a mirror that is. . .distorted and very dangerous. In some ways, Lunita could come off. . .childish. Young. Do not be deceived because it could mean your life.”

I turned back to them. “Again, do not touch Lunita in any way, not even to restrain her.”

Wassily widened his eyes.

“As I am possessive of my mouse, I am possessive of Lunita. Understood?”

They all bobbed their heads.

I put my focus on Boris. “You and I must talk. Privately.”

The rest of the men backed away.

Boris came closer.

How happy are you to watch my mouse this evening? Is your cock hard?

I studied him.

His new appearance—the dark brown afro framing his face and the thick beard obscuring some of the tattoos on his neck—did nothing to erase the history that simmered like a toxic undercurrent beneath the surface of my strained civility.

All knew. . .the only reason why he still breathed was due to Emily, Maxwell, and David.

You are one lucky bastard.

I crossed my arms over my chest and sized him up.

He leaned his weight on the other foot.

“Boris.” A cold, hard edge laced my words. “Your job here is to watch, to protect, not to indulge in past. . .curiosities.”

My eyes flicked briefly to Emily’s serene form before locking back onto his. “Your monitoring is limited strictly to her safety. Any deviation from that, any hint of. . .daydreaming, and the consequences will be severe.”

I could see the memories flickering behind his eyes, the unspoken acknowledgment of that dark time when his obsession had crossed a line. The way he had once spied on our having sex.

And my mouse—so loving and forgiving—wouldn’t even let me dig out one eye.

Do not for one minute believe you are safe, Boris.

The line of my jaw twitched.

While my mouse calmed me. . .there is no such thing as a tamed lion. Just a beast lying in wait for the perfect opportunity.

I curved my lips into a wicked smile. “Do you understand?”

“I understand, Kazimir.” Boris kept his voice steady. “I’m here to protect Emily, nothing more. My. . .past actions, I regret them deeply.”

I studied him for a moment longer, searching for any sign of deceit, any flicker of the old obsession in his gaze.



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