“I don’t give a fuck who you are, and I certainly don’t give a fuck who your daddy is. But if you touch what’s mine again, I swear by whatever you hold holy and dear that I will remove your hand from the rest of your arm with a rusty fucking soup spoon. Do we understand each other?” Dario stares, then swallows, nodding quickly. “Say it,” Roman hisses. “I…!” He shudders. “I understand!” “Now fuck off back to your play group.” Dario scrambles to his feet, turns, and makes a straight line for the exit. I shiver as Roman slowly turns back to me. “Are you fucking insane?!” I hiss. “Do you have any idea who that—” “Nope. And I don’t care.” I gasp as he moves into me, grabbing me possessively with one arm around my waist as his other hand slides up to fist the back of my hair. Roman tugs my head back, tilting my face up to his. “But when I come for what’s mine after she refuses to do as I say, and I find someone else touching—” “Oh my God!” I blurt, well past tipsy from
“You’re the one who owns me.”“Good girl.”Every. Single. Inch of his thick, swollen cock rams into me with one powerful thrust. My eyes fly wide and my mouth goes slack as I cry out in ecstasy. The force of his thrust has me up on the balls of my feet, my toes curling as my hands go flat to the tiled wall on either side of the mirror in front of us.In it, I lock eyes with him in front of the mirror, my face tensing in pleasure as his tenses. His hands tighten on my hips as he holds me and fucks me in and out, fucking me with hard strokes against the sink and deep, powerful strokes that have me gripping the sink for stability.His hand cups my breast, pinching and twisting my nipple hard as the other hand wraps around my throat. His teeth clench down on my neck, making me cry out as pain and pleasure mix together to the point in which I can't separate one from the other.As he consumes me entirely.His thick, swollen cock drives in and out of my slickness, coating my thighs with
I look like…well, like I just got the shit fucked out of me in a bar bathroom, that’s what.I fix that as much as I can before I take a deep breath and step out into the hallway. Back in the main bar area, I swallow as I arrive back at the table where Callie and Bella are talking and drinking margaritas.“Girl!” Callie frowns at me. “Where the hell did you…” She arches a brow, and slowly starts to smirk. “Where exactly did you get off to?”“And more to the point, who did you get off with,” Bella adds, making the two of them crack up as they grin at me.I desperately try to contain the heat on my face.“Ha ha ha,” I sigh, trying to look amused and sarcastic and not, well, floating and well fucked. “I got to talking with someone at the bar, and—”“Uh oh! Don’t tell Mr. Dictator,” Callie teases.“Hilarious,” I roll my eyes, still trying to keep my face from heating. “It was a girl from my class. Relax.”She frowns. “Uh huh. How come you’re all sweaty and glowing?”I frown, shrugging
I drag down a steadying, breath that's so painful from the kick to my ribs. There’s a snap in the air as the sun lowers. I loved the feel of sunshine on my bare feet earlier, but now my toes are frozen. God, I hope what I packed in my bags are complete and I didn’t forget shoes. I’m not getting far in flip-flops.Or with two hundred dollars.I am well and truly fucked.I had half an idea to get a hotel room for the night, but if whoever is after me catches me? I'm done for ,Every second counts. I don’t have time to waste. I need to move.I shake myself and take note of where I am. I need to get out of here.What else?Come on, Ana. Use that brain.I need money. I need to figure out where to go and how to survive when I get there. I need to cover my tracks.I enter into the ladies room. It’s empty, thank God. I lock myself in a stall and sit on the toilet seat to think. My mind isn’t working right. I can’t focus.Whoever is after me now is obviously Looking for me, I might end up dy
“I’m not worried about Roman .” Much. I help her put the pieces together. “Dimitri doesn’t like loose ends.”Bella’s gaze flies to her phone. It’s laying on a coffee table covered in rings. “Are they looking for you?”“Probably.”“You have to get out of here.” There’s an edge of panic in her voice. She gets it now.“Yeah.” I move my tired body up. She bounds to her feet and roots in her purse. “I have thirty…seven bucks.” She shoves a wad in my hand.“I’ll pay you back.”“Just—you gotta go. This city ain't as big as you think. Ana , you in danger, girl.” She checks her phone. “Shit. There’s a text from Carlo.”“What does it say?” I lean over to look at the glowing screen. “What is that?”“it’s an emoji.” She scoffs and rolls her eyes. “He thinks he’s cute. He's learn how to use them.”“No mention of me?”“Just sad emojis.”“That's good I still have time”We exhale together.“Bella, I would never ask you this, but—”“What do you need?” she interrupts. She’s right in my face, earnestly
That’s why the shame is eating me up.All of this did not come out of left field. He’s a bad man. It was only a matter of time before he did something bad to me.The further we get from the lights of the city, the sharper the image becomes in my mind.If my mother were here, she would be surprised at how bad my life has gotten. Wherever she is, though, I know I’m breaking my mom’s heart. She never did better for herself, but she wanted so much more for me. Nothing material. Only love. Happiness. Kindness. Peace. She had no idea how to get it for herself, and I have to face facts—neither do I.I slump against the seat, drained. Despite the creeping fear , the slow speed in which the bus moves on the asphalt is putting me to sleep. I’m hurting, but there’s a part of me that’s seeking for life, a part that's still fighting, a part that has not given up, pained and trampled but alive.Maybe Roman and the bravta did me a favor, ripping the veil from my eyes now.I would have quite happ
Black eyes. Perfectly trimmed beard. Not a hair on his head out of place. I gasp and drop the phone. “Ana.” It’s an order. His voice drips with. I didn’t really think he would—I press my hand to my chest, try to contain my beating heart. What have I done? No, no. I’m okay. He can’t trace me. I bought this phone at the flea market, and I’m paying for minutes. I can hang up anytime and never speak to him again. “Ana,” he repeats, insistent. Louder. I toss a pillow to the foot of the bed and prop the phone on it. Then I prop my back against the couch part, drawing my knees to my chest. I’m not so brave now, and there’s an ache in my chest, a stupid basket of hurt feelings. He’s at his desk. There’s the painting behind him. He’s wearing a white shirt with two of the buttons on the collar unbuttoned . No tie. It’s so late, but he doesn’t look the least bit rumpled or frazzled. He looks angry. Even on the small phone screen, I can tell his eyes are flashing. A cord in his neck
He hated that. I have an idea. I press my lips so he can’t see my small smile, and I switch to my knees, bending over to readjust the camera so it tilts up. “What are you doing?” he asks. “Earning my tip.” I slide my legs apart and push my fingers up my hips and side. Goosebumps break out across my bare stomach. It’s freezing in here. Roman’s face is stone. I tilt my head and reach behind my back, unlocking my bra clasp, waiting for his eyes to dart to the side as he pays full attention to me. “Tell Dimitri—if that’s him—that I expect a tip from him, too.” I curve my shoulders and let my bra fall to the bed. The air hits my breasts and my nipples pucker and turn stuff from the cold air. I’m full and achy. I’m due for my period soon, and I’m tender. Light blue veins are visible through my pale skin. Can Roman see? I cup my breasts, let my thumbs brush my nipples. My belly quivers. I’m not turned on exactly. It takes a lot to get me turned on. But the sensation is inter
ROMAN An hour later, I walk into the interview room in the police station.Gloria’s haunted eyes meet mine.I glance up at the police officer standing by the door. “I would like a few minutes with her.”Carl nods and closes the door behind him, leaving me with her.I take a seat at the other side of the table opposite her.I stare into her eyes as my eyes hold hers.She drops her head in shame. “I’m sorry, Roman. But I don't regret it, if for the very least I get your attention for a few weeks, I'm at peace.” she whispers.I stare at her. She’s so pitiful, and my stomach twists. “Gloria.”She keeps looking at the floor.“Look at me.”She lifts up her eyes up to meet mine.“Why did you do that to me?”Her eyes fill with tears. “I’m scared you'll leave now that your uncle is dead I know you won't come to Russia to see me that stupid American woman has all your attention, Rome, you were mine first.” “Stop it, Gloria” I shout at her“I’m pregnant with no money.”I frown. “There i
ANA“And you are so quick to judge, Ana. Unlike you, I’m not sleeping and married to the Minister. I don’t get to have special treatment.”Roman’s eyes narrow. “Leave. Now”“You’ll regret this,” Holmes spits back at us.Roman’s cold eyes hold his. “I think we both know who’ll regret this.” Roman takes up my hand and we walk down the corridor. He takes out his phone and calls up Dimitri.“Dimitri, change of plans. I’m returning to the office immediately. Reschedule the rest of my meetings.”He leads me out to the waiting car, and we get into the back seat.The car pulls out into the traffic. Roman makes a call.I hold Roman’s hand in my lap, but he’s too angry to even notice. He’s glaring out of the window as he silently fumes.But that’s okay. I notice.I’ve got him in my hand, and I’m never letting go. As long as we’re together, I don’t care about the rest of the world or the lies that they tell.We’ve got each other, and that’s everything.+++++++++++++ROMAN I’m sitting w
Chapter 141 The car pulls up at the press conference in Miami, and I practically jump from the car. I came straight here. I wanted to tell Roman the good news myself. I walk into the packed hall and stand at the back of the crowd. Roman is on stage, standing at a small podium and delivering a speech. “As you can see…” He glances up and sees me standing at the back. A frown crosses his brow, and I smile as I go up onto my toes with excitement. He regains his focus and goes back to his speech. I tap my toes, waiting for him to finish. Come on. Hurry up. I’m bursting at the seams to tell him the good news. He didn’t do it. He never went there, he never slept with her the happiness beams out of me. I feel so good being the person who found out the truth. Eventually, he says the words I’ve been waiting to hear. “Thank you all for coming today. I look forward to a long and prosperous relationship. Education is key for our future.” Everyone claps, and I smile proudly.
Chapter 140A man walks down the hall and out of sight. Two women walk out of a room and get into the elevator.The elevator opens, and we see a Dimitri struggling with someone. He puts his arm around Rome to help him.“Roman,” I gasp out loudHe’s so out of it, highly intoxicated, drunk and unable to walk alone.Then Dimitri walks into his room with him, and then he walks back out alone after another minute.“So, that part of the story is true,” I whisper.Callie smiles and taps my leg. “Told you.”Estella speeds up the footage and we all sit and watch. She goes forward one hour… then two, and then three.“This has to be, like, midnight by now.” I frown waiting for the exact moment.Estella points to faint numbers at the bottom of the screen. “That’s the time there. It’s 11:21 p.m almost a new day, do you see?”“Yes, okay.”A man walks down the corridor and looks left and right, eventually stopping in front of Roman’s door. Estella puts the footage on the big screen.We all s
Chapter 139I widen my eyes and I want to say, I know that for sure, but I won’t. “How would she have set him up, though?”She thinks for a moment. “She had the drinks spiked, got him to his room, had him open his phone, and she called her own number from his phone.”“Yes,” I whisper. “She could have done that, couldn’t she? I hadn’t even thought of that, she could have entered his bedroom as a relative.”“She could have left all the evidence to make him think that he did it.”“But surely.” My heart drops. “Surely she would know that we would find out who the father is as soon as the baby is born.” My shoulders slump. “What if it is his baby? What if this is all some grand plan to tie Roman to her for life?”“It could be.” Callie sighs, and we stare at each other for a while. “If we just had the security footage of that night at the hotel. I know Holmes asked the hotel for it, but they said there wasn’t any.”I frown that's impossible even the cameras on the Road. “There has
ANAI wake with a strange sensation.It’s morning, and the other side of the bed is cold, and empty and without Roman.I sit up instantly, my senses awake and on high alert.I make my way downstairs, where I can hear a muffled voices coming from Roman’s study. I move down the hall to listen.“Yes,” he says. “That’s right, the arrest warrant has been withdrawn.”Gloria.My heart begins to beat hard. Why did he have the arrest warrant removed?Nobody is looking for her.“You know what to do,” he says calmly.My eyes widen.I push the open the door in a rush to get to Roman.When he steps back, shocked to see me. He’s fully dressed in his crisp suit, ready for work.“What are you doing here?” he asks sharply.I stare at him, confused. “What are you doing?” I ask rhetorically He marches down the hall. His overnight bag is packed by the front door, not looking like it's filled with clothes.“where are you going?” I say as I run after him.“I have to go away for work for a few day
We walk out to the front of the house. “Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Petrov,” Zoran says, holding the back door open. Roman takes my hand to help me in.“Hello, Zoran.” I smile as I get into the back seat, and Roman gets in behind me. The door closes, and we sit in silence throughout the drive.I get vivid recollections of how much Roman Petrov could infuriate me back in the day. Nobody could wind me up like him.Nothing’s changed.Calm, calm, keep fucking calm.The car pulls up at the ballroom. We get out, and Roman takes my hand. We fake more smiles and walk through the crowd as if we are the happiest couple in the world.“Where are our seats?” Roman whispers, passing me a champagne from a passing tray.“What’s wrong, darling?” I whisper, taking a sip. “Tired of holding my hand?”His angry eyes flick over to me. “I am, actually.”I glare at him, our eyes locked. “Please, don’t act happy on my behalf.”“Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve acted happy now, would it?”Adrenaline begins t
ANA I sit in the cafe waiting for Callie.I keep going over what Roman said to me before he left. You made me do it alone.I hate that he sees it like that.He had an issue and I locked him out and made him face the problem alone. But our sex life was never the problem.But I did make him feel like the problem was only his?Then, being the stubborn woman that I am, I got so resentful that I locked him out of our room in return?Both of us not speaking and sleeping in separate beds. I exhale heavily. Well, I’m too angry at his stage to even think about it anymore. I’m not letting him turn this around on me.I haven’t done anything wrong.I never once said that I was blaming him for this.I only think that he should have told me the facts at the time in which they happened. And how dare he say that I’m making him face this alone when it was his choice not to tell me about it or involve me in the first place? He chose to do this alone, not the other way around.Seriously, is ope
ANAMy stomach rolls.It makes me feel sick.I think for a moment.I'm still waiting for her to threaten us with a child.It's just been a few months since we saw her.She could be one of those women who don't show a bump in the early stages of pregnancy.Or the child could be for Vladamir.I just need it to be Vladamir's child.But Rome won't abandon his nephew either nor would I want him to.Can a DNA paternity test be taken while pregnant or do you have to wait for the baby to be born?Hmm. I grab my phone and type into Google:Can a paternity test be taken while still pregnant?DNA testing can be completed as early as 9 weeks along. Technological advancements mean there's little risk to mom or baby. If establishing paternity is something that you need to do, non-invasive prenatal paternity test is a blood test that analyzes fetal DNA found in a pregnant woman's blood during the first trimester.Shit, it’s just a blood test. That should be easy enough.I type into Google:Can a pre