Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
“I didn’t do anything to her—did I, Dani girl?” She flinches, and that’s all I need. I pop one between his eyes, laying him out.
“Dani girl?” I ask, hating that nickname because it implies intimacy.
“It’s what they always called me whenever my father’s friends came over to talk business. He was over often.” I bet. She shakes with the memory, and I can picture the torture her father put her through. I wish I could kill him all over again.
“Are you ready to go, little one?” I hold my wife to my side, feeling her relax with my touch.
“Yes. Take me home.” The sound of her saying home softens some of the rage in my soul, but only just a bit. I plan to drop a lot more bodies before I’m done. Anyone who sent my love into fear while she waited to be traded off should pay.
As soon as we’re in the back of the limo, my hands are on my wife, lifting up her dress, stroking her seam with my greedy fingers. “Fuck, did you get off on me killing someone for you?”
“Is it terrible if I say yes?” she moans against my lips, fighting the urge to come.
“Only that I hope to not have to do it often because then too many motherfuckers are disrespecting my woman,” I grunt. My teeth snag her bottom lip, nipping on her causing her to moan louder and juice a little more onto my fingers. Fuck, she’s so ready to come and I need it.
“Like those women out there tonight?”
“You saw that?”
“You’re not the only one who demands respect. I wanted to rip their hair out,” she says, finishing with a moan as she drops down onto my thick, sticky cock.
“I sent them on their way immediately.”
“It doesn’t matter. They weren’t taking no for an answer.”
“Well, they learned tonight that I can’t be persuaded, and those that come between us die.” She raises her brow like she’s contemplating those broads’ deaths herself. I can’t blame her and if that’s what she wants, then so be it, but she’ll have to do the honors and I’m betting my love has no real dark bones in her body. The only darkness inside her comes from me as I drive my big cock deep inside her.
“Konstantin, fuck me hard and come inside me, please,” she begs, her hands gripping my shoulders.
“As soon as you come for me, I’ll nut in your tight fucking cunt, so get that pussy flexing and gushing love. I have a lot of babies to put in you.”
Epilogue
Daniella
I stand there looking at my brother as he graduates from trade school with a degree as a mechanic. It’s a small ceremony where they get their certificates and there’s no cap and gown stuff, but it’s a big deal to me and for him as well.
I think he’s a badass, and Konstantin has given him his own garage as a present. “I’m so proud of you, Tomas.”
“Thank you, Dani.”
“Congratulations, boy,” my husband says, extending his hand proudly before pulling Tomas in for a one arm hug.
“Thank you, Konstantin.”
No matter what happens, while we’re out, Konstantin always has a hand on me. I’m not sure if he thinks I’ll make a break for it after all these years or if someone’s going to steal me away, but I love when his grip gets a little tighter; especially when another man approaches—like right now.
Konstantin steps back from my brother and slides his arm around my waist, holding me firmly to his side. “Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Antonov. I’m sure you’re very proud of Tomas. He’s come a long way in my class.”
“We are extremely proud. He has a natural gift,” Konstantin says. “Do yourself a favor and turn around and walk away. It’s clear your eyes are not disciplined enough to stay off my wife’s chest. I don’t want to have to kill you in front of everyone.” He spins and rushes off without another word.
“Love. You know not everyone is staring at me.”
“Nah, even I didn’t miss that, Daniella. I thought he only asked about you out of curiosity , but he’s a fool.”
“I’m going to kill him. You should have told me he was interested in your sister. I’m going to bury him alive, so he couldn’t breathe. Then let him know what it would be like if someone stole my wife from me.”
“Oh, Konstantin.” I kiss my husband hard. The man turns me on with his jealousy, but when his love slips out like this, my heart freaking melts.
My brother coughs loudly. “Now, where are my nephews?”
“Here they are,” Grigor says, bringing our boys out with one on each arm: Aleksandr, who is four, and Ilya, who is two.
“Come to Papa,” Konstantin says, taking Ilya while Aleksandr jumps into his uncle’s waiting arms. They both love their uncle, but Tomas and my oldest have a shared love of cars that bonds them for now. They play on the floor many days with those Hot Wheels cars. I think Konstantin has bought Aleksandr about a thousand cars at this point and sometimes I find all three of them on the floor playing like little boys.