Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
When Pru and I are alone in the car on the way back to the penthouse, I remind her that this isn’t forever. The sooner we do this, the sooner I can put an end to her father’s reign. That includes getting her to marry me and putting a baby inside of her. Having her pregnant with an heir would seal the future for all of us.
Chapter Fifteen
PRU
“Luca is a decent guy, right?” I ask Vitaly as we step onto the elevator together. I know he has reassured me, but I can't help but worry.
Nolia has been there for me when no one else has. I escaped because of her, and now we're sending her back into the lion's den. But Nolia has always had a mind of her own, and no one pushes her around. When needed, she can be a lion herself.
Vitaly pulls me into him, and his arousal presses into my stomach. The man has gotten me off multiple times now without any release of his own. I want to show him how much I desire him too.
“I told you everything will be fine.” He lowers his mouth to my neck, pressing an open-mouth kiss there.
“He just—” I gasp when Vitaly's teeth sink into my neck. His hand grips my ass tighter, and his cock is demanding between us.
“Don’t speak of other men when my mouth is on you.”
"All right," I groan as he grazes his teeth along the tender flesh. His jealousy turns me on more than it should.
“It’s only us right now.” When the elevator doors open, Vitaly lifts me off my feet, and I wrap my legs around him. My dress is bunched up, and the slit up my thigh is now making me fully exposed. “I wouldn't let anyone see you this way. Not even with your panties on.” There’s no missing the possessiveness in his words.
“What would happen if someone did?” I play with the collar of his button-up shirt as he carries me through the penthouse.
“I would cut out their eyes.”
“Vitaly,” I gasp because I believe him.
The man cut out my father’s tongue tonight, so none of what he’s saying should turn me on. I should be scared of what he’s capable of, but I’m not. The only time he ever hurt me was when he took my virginity, and I still got off.
Vitaly kicks the bedroom door closed behind us and doesn’t stop until we’re at the end of the bed. He places me on my feet.
"Do you realize how difficult it was for me to sit in that chair and watch you strip for me?"
How could that have only occurred this morning? It feels like a million lifetimes ago. In this world, things change in a matter of seconds.
“It was hard for me too. I thought you—” He claims my mouth in a kiss, cutting off my words.
Vitaly demands entrance and gives me no choice but to open up to him. He easily takes over, and I kiss him back. This isn’t only about control for Vitaly, which is something he’s barely hanging on to. I initially misinterpreted it as anger, but he’s forceful because he wants me. Now there's nothing holding him back.
“I was so pissed that I couldn't fuck you.”
Vitaly rips the stitching on the dress, and it falls to the ground. So much for being sewn into it. The dress pools at my feet, and he drops to his knees along with it.
"I still took what I knew would be mine. Your sweet cherry you kept safe between your thighs.” He hooks his fingers into the sides of my panties, dragging them down my legs. “You were always meant to be mine.”
This is the second time that Vitaly Parlov is on his knees before me. I’d bet my life I’m the only one that has ever had him in this position.
“I’m yours,” I tell him as I run my fingers through his hair.
Since the first time I looked him up and saw his picture, he has held a place in my heart. He was the reason I began my plan to escape. I imagined a life I could have with him. It was crazy because although I didn't know him, on some level I must have recognized that I belonged to him. He called to my body and my heart.
"Forever," Vitaly says before picking me up and carrying me to the bed.
As he strips off his clothes, I reach for his belt. He smirks as he watches me undo it. With his eyes on me, I suddenly feel shy. “I’ve never done any of this before,” I say and pull the belt off him.
“Nothing you do will be wrong, little one.” His words of encouragement light up my entire body. He gives me such open approval, and it’s not something I’m used to. I don’t think I knew how much I needed it until this moment.