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ElizaI answer the door with drool on the side of my face and crust in my eyes, praying that it’s the mailman and not Lev. He fucked me so good last night that I slept for a solidtwelve hours. Even the sun in my eyes and the sound of the city couldn’t wake me.I want to shoot myself when I open the door to find Lev standing there looking like a goddamn Rock ‘n’ Roll magazine model, a dozen red roses in his hands and a smile on his handsome face.Of all the days I picked to sleep in, it had to be the one where the man of my dreams showed up on my doorstep with flowers. I didn’t even think to expect something like this because I’ve never had a man bring my flowers.Not once!Lev smiles, the corners of his eyes crinkling like he doesn’t even realize how much of a mess I am. He holds the roses out to me. “I have some good news. But first, flowers for you.”“Thank you,” I manage to say, taking the flowers and backing away so that he can come in.As he slides through the door, I hurry th
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ElizaAsher’s hand is warm, but something about his eyes makes me reluctant to trust him. I know he works with Lev, who, despite his intimidating appearances, hasbeen good to me, but Asher isn’t the same.His image is softer, a lot of browns and tans hanging over a skinny frame. He should be less threatening, but there’s an opportunistic edge to his gaze, like he’d be willing to take advantage of you if you were especially weak.He reminds me of a coyote – lean, weak, but growing desperate. I can almost see his fangs when he smiles. “It’s lovely to make your acquaintance,” he says, his voice soft and slow.I smile, but it’s only my mouth moving. My eyes are watching him closely as he lets go of my hand. “Nice to meet you.”Lev, perhaps sensing my discomfort, interjects. “How many openings do you have for her work? I’d like to get things in as soon as possible.”Asher leans back, rubbing his short auburn beard and frowning. “I’d like to see the work beforehand, but I could give you pr
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Lev I thought I’d be satisfied from last night, but seeing Eliza spin around in flattering designer clothing for an hour has lit a fire in me that can only be put out by her pouty redlips and the swirl of her tongue.She seems to know it, too, taking every opportunity to flash her panties when she’s bending over to look at something, or let a nipple slip when she’s showing me a dress she likes.She’s trying to act coy, but I know it’s in her blood to show off. She’s an artist, a performer, and she loves attention more than she probably realizes.But she doesn’t have to seek it out from me. I can’t keep my hands off her, and I make that obvious when we slip back into my car and head to dinner.“Very soft,” I say, slipping my hand under her sparkly black dress and squeezing her thigh.She sucks in a breath, trying to look like she’s shocked by my behavior. “Right before dinner, Lev?”“You’re
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Eliza I can still taste Lev on the back of my tongue as I take a sip of my water. The ice jingles in the glass, but it’s not loud enough to drown out the hammering of my heart. It hasn’tslowed down since I felt him release in my mouth and I realized I liked it.I’ve done stuff like that before with Noah, but he wasn’t clean like Lev is. He didn’t taste good. It was bitter and unappealing, but Lev was totally different. It turned me on when I tasted him, and the groans that rumbled out of his chest gave me goosebumps.If he asked me to do it again, I’d crawl right up to his seat and blow him in front of everyone here. It’s so unlike me, but things are changing so fast that I don’t know who I am anymore. This is my opportunity to remake myself, and I’m quickly moving in a dangerous direction.Do I want to be a classy artist living big in New York?Or do I want to be some Russian millionaire’s arm candy? I hat
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Lev The rain is coming down so hard today that I can barely see an inch in front of me. Even the short walk from the car to the entrance to my building is hazardous becauseof it, but I manage to make it to the door without tripping over any curbs or running into any pedestrians.I shake the rain off my coat. It’s been soaked so many times this month that it’s starting to smell. I’ll have to take it to the dry cleaners. Wool isn’t supposed to get wet so often like this.I can’t say the same for Eliza. She’s been soaked every time I see her, and the sex only gets better as we understand each other’s bodies more. We’ve been taking things slower in the bedroom while going so fast it’s making both of our heads spin.I don’t even want to know what Valentin would have to say if he discovered I was spending every single evening with Eliza. She has absolutely nothing to do with the Bratva and I love
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Eliza I knew there was a catch. Lev couldn’t just be a normal guy. He’s too perfect, too rich, and the sharpness in his eyes tells me he has experience with danger. But what kind ofdanger, he seems reluctant to tell me.I’m going to find out, though. Breaking down my door and rushing me to his home in the middle of a rainstorm has spurred my suspicion of him to a critical point. Either I find out what he’s up to, or it’s over between us.And I don’t want to end things like this, not when everything has been going so well. The money, the sex, the passion… I’m not ready to give all that up and move back to my hometown as a failure.I can already picture Noah’s smirk, like he knew all along that I wouldn’t amount to anything, like I had to end up with him again.Fuck, no. I’m not doing that, but I still need to figure out what the hell is going on with Lev.I sit with my arms crossed, partially becaus
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Lev Eliza isn’t going to let me off the hook so easily. She might come from a small town, but she has a big mind and an even bigger suspicion of me. I’m going to have tobreak things down for her in a way that doesn’t terrify her, and that means avoiding the topic of the Bratva and money laundering entirely.That should be simple enough. I just have to give Valentin and everyone else a heads-up that Eliza isn’t tuned in to the real nature of our business, but they’re used to keeping secrets.I let out a long sigh as she works her elbows into my shoulders again. With her entire weight on me, I can feel her working out the knots I should’ve taken care of months ago. I’ve just been too busy between the Family and art galleries to allow myself any time to relax.But with Eliza, things are different. She reminds me that there’s more to this life than money, power, and sex. There’s something else going on, somethi
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Eliza That’s cute,” Lev says as I walk out of the bathroom in one of his oversized white t-shirts.“I look like a ghost,” I say, hurrying toward the bed. He grins. “Very spooky.”“Boo!” I exclaim as I jump into the bed.I land on his chest, and he grabs me, rolling me over and pinning me down. “I caught a ghost. Now what?”“If you catch a ghost, you’re supposed to snuggle it. Those are the rules,” I say, hoping he won’t kick me out of his bed for being too goofy. He seems to like it, though, even if he’s a little unsure of how to respond.I figure he needs a break from being so serious all the time. The stress I rubbed out of his shoulders this evening was very telling.“If I snuggle you, I might squish you,” Lev says, even as he pulls me close.I melt into the warmth and power of his chest. I can hear his heart beating faster than it usually does, reminding me that he’s just as ne
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