Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
“Not exactly.” She cleared her throat. “With Boris being gone, J.P. and I decided that I needed a proper number two and we both figured that Giorgio would be a phenomenal placement.”
I scowled. “Absolutely not.”
“Kaz, why not?”
“He annoys the hell out of me with his obscene need for cleanliness.”
“Really?” Giorgio gave me a mocking pout. “I thought I was growing on you.”
“I am finally free of Jean-Pierre and his stalking tendencies. I do not need his cousin around.”
Giorgio shook his head. “I am not Jean-Pierre.”
“No?” I glared at him. “You do not want to kiss me too?”
Giorgio sighed.
Emily stepped forward. “That’s enough, Kaz.”
“It is not enough, mysh. And I do not believe Giorgio will truly be focused on keeping you safe.”
Giorgio ignored me and glanced at the airplane. I checked where he was looking at. Blue wore a shocked face as she gazed out of the window and stared at him.
All I need is more wet men trudging along my mansion.
“He is coming with us, Kaz.”
I raised my voice. “This is just a ploy for him to encroach on King David’s territory—”
“Territory?” Emily quirked her brows. “You better not be talking about Blue like she is some space or property—”
“I am Team David!”
Emily let out a long breath. “Oh my God.”
Giorgio placed his view on me and smirked.
Emily rolled her eyes. “Again, Kaz, when you pick a team, you just chill and let it play out. You don’t keep yelling out your team over and over, and you are definitely not supposed to get in the middle of it—”
“If Giorgio comes to Moscow, I will make sure he never returns to France.”
Giorgio leaned his head to the side. “Because you would want me to stay in Russia forever?”
“Because you would be dead.”
A dark chuckle left Giorgio as if he dared me to try to kill him.
“Everyone, relax.” Emily pointed her finger at me. “Especially, you. Giorgio is my number two now. This is my decision. Get over it.”
I glared at him and spoke through clenched teeth, “While in Moscow, Giorgio, you better keep your cock in your pants.”
Giorgio frowned.
“Fucking Pansy!”
“Get your ass on this plane, Kaz.” Emily grabbed my hand and tugged me forward.
I grumbled and headed up the stairs. Lucky for her, I already wanted to go on the plane and get the hell out of Italy.
But, that was the only reason.
Giorgio followed us on.
Wassily and King David met us at the top.
Rage covered David’s face. “We have a new passenger coming with us to Moscow?”
“Apparently, the Butler is now my mouse’s number two.”
“Hmmm.” David sized him up. “Very interesting.”
Emily looked at King David and Giorgio. “That means that everyone must get along and keep their hands to themselves.”
Emily scowled at Giorgio. “In other words, no one is allowed to touch my lion’s number one or I am going to kick their ass.”
Giorgio’s frown deepened.
King David snickered.
Then, she looked at David. “And you know my number two should never be bothered and fucked with either. It would be a disrespectful violation that I would handle personally.”
Emily lifted her case. “And now that I have new sharp toys. Do not test me.”
David straightened his expression.
Emily lowered the violin case and scanned the seats. “Now where are my little babies?”
David gestured at the back of the plane. “Baba is with Paolo in the kitchen. They are getting milk and cookies from the stewardess. Further back, Harlem is on the lap of his personal guard, munching on a new bone Maxwell bought him.”
“Thanks, David. I should check on Paolo. This is probably his first flight.” Emily let go of my hand and walked off. “Be good, everybody.”
I remained there and watched Giorgio sit in the seat across from Blue.
David watched Blue and Giorgio’s tense exchange.
I dove my hands in my pockets.
Do not worry, David. I will figure out a way to get rid of the Butler.
I headed off, knowing that problem wouldn’t be solved anytime soon.
It took entirely too long for the pilots to get the plane started. The entire wait I tensed, fearful that the Sicilians would surprise us with some vengeful attack for Rocco’s almost death.
But, none came.
The plane’s engine roared and soon we were in the air.
The moon was thin in the sky, just half a sliver in the darkness.
Paolo and Baba slept in the extra suite.
In our suite, I removed Emily’s clothes like a wild animal, nibbling her skin with each tearing of fabric. Once we were both naked, my kisses turned ravenous and insatiable. The bed vibrated from the plane’s engine and we tangled our bodies together, grinding and writhing in pleasure. Over and over, I drove my cock deep within her, making her moan and scream the whole flight.
* * *
We returned to a cold snowy Moscow with no delay. The snow was a heavy blanket cloaking the entire city in icy white and making most of the roads empty.