Dirty Wars – The Lion and The Mouse Read Online Kenya Wright

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Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
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“Did we?”

“Yes.” I glared. “Remember the whole argument about your killing my people and us agreeing that you would not to do it again?”

“What did Boris do?”

“Do you remember agreeing not to kill any of my people?”

“Answer my question.”

I rolled my eyes.

Kaz crossed those big arms over his chest. “What did Boris do?”

“It’s not a big situation—”

“Let me decide that.”

“When you and I were having sex in the conference area, Boris opened the door and looked at us for a little bit. That’s it.” I held my hands up. “And I am going to talk to him about it. I’ve been thinking about a solution.”

That neutral expression remained on his face, yet dark rage blazed in his eyes.

I swallowed. “His. . .watching made me uncomfortable, so I’m changing Boris’s position. I am going to place him closer to Max.”

Kaz’s nostrils flared.

I shifted my balance to my other foot. “This could be good in the long run, since. . .Rocco is alive. Max should have someone as his number one, helping to watch his back.”

Kaz remained silent.

“So. . .” I shrugged. “I’ve got this under control, but I wanted to let you know—”

“Mysh, more must happen. Changing his position is not good enough.”

“I think it is.”

“It is not. Boris made a clear violation—”

“He just opened the door and took a quick look. I’m handling this.”

Kaz spoke through clenched teeth, “Boris saw your breasts bouncing. He heard those sexy moans leaving your parted lips. He witnessed how well that pussy took my cock—”

“Kaz, I’m handling this.”

“Boris will be thinking about that sight tonight.”

“That’s enough—”

“I am going to kill him.” Kaz tilted his head to the side. “Can you make peace with that?”

“No.” My heart hammered in my chest. “Which is why you won’t do it.”

“Mysh, I just finished explaining to you what pussy does to men like me—”

“Well, I’m not just pussy. I am your future wife, and you will compromise with me when I ask you to.”

“Will I?”

“Yes.” My bottom lip quivered. “Please. . .”

He curved his mouth into a terrifying smile. “Okay.”

I shivered. “What does that mean?”

“It means that your wish is my command.”

“Kaz, you look like you are thinking of all the fucked up things you’re going to do to Boris, and happen to be very excited about it.”

“You know me well.”

I fisted my hands at my sides.

His gaze went to my hands. He sighed. The smile left his face. “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“We are busy right now. You are stressed. I am stressed too. Let us agree that Boris is safe in Italy.”

“And what about in Moscow?”

“Mysh, we are not in Moscow.”

“Kaz, will Boris be safe in Moscow?”

“What does a lion know about the future?”

“That lion better fucking know not to kill Boris or harm him.”

“Let us get out of Italy first.” He unfolded his arms and held his hand out to me. “Then, we can talk further about Boris.”

I took his hand. “We just talked about Boris, and the agreement is to let me handle it.”

“You are correct.”

“I am?”

“You are.” He guided me away from the balcony. “We should sleep. We have a long day of death tomorrow.”

“Kaz.” I looked at him as we strolled away. “I’m serious, baby. Let me handle it.”

“You have decided to kill Fela, and I am determined to make sure my son and you survive. Then, we have to safely get the fuck out of here without triggering a new war with the Vizzini family. Therefore, Boris is safe in Italy.”

“But—”

“That is all I can promise tonight, mysh. Put your mind on Fela.”

I gave in for now. Kaz was correct. My focus needed to be on getting us out of Italy. Compared to Fela and his antics, Boris was a minor distraction.

However, once this was done, I would be back to talking to Kaz and keeping him away from Boris. There could be no more deaths of people I cared about.

Chapter 57

A Dream of Destiny

Kazimir

I dreamed that I was a lion, walking along a beach at night.

Cold wind whipped through my mane. The scents of salt and seaweed filled my nostrils. Waves crashed against the shore, wetting my huge paws.

Then, I noticed another scent riding the wind. This one was enticing to every cell in my body. I raised my snout in the air and inhaled some more, loving the thrilling fragrance. The smell stirred up the most primal part of me.

I tracked this wonderous fragrance, increasing my speed.

Soon I saw the origin of the wonderful scent. Far ahead on the beach, the black lioness lounged, watching me with glowing eyes—one pupil was black and the other was silver.

Moonlight gleamed on her smooth, black fur, shining like polished obsidian.

Blood dripped from her claws as if she’d just finished killing prey.

And I knew without a doubt that I needed her.

She would be mine to dominate.

Mine to keep safe until our deaths.



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