บททั้งหมดของ BRATVA'S OBSESSION : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 43

Josephine “I’ll drop you off at your place tonight, Kratoska.” Sasha murmurs. My brows furrow into a frown, watching as he opens the passenger’s door for me to slip through. Deep down, I had hoped we’d spent more time together at his place. I tried not to look so disappointed as he rounds the car, slipping through the driver’s seat. “I thought we’d spend more time together?” His eyes snaps to mine and my cheeks warm slightly. “Something urgent came up,” he says, his voice gentler now, with a sharp edge of command. “I wouldn’t leave you if I had a choice.” I nod, biting the inside of my cheek, refusing to let the disappointment show. The ride is quiet, the air thick but comfortable. His hand remains clenched on the wheel, his jaw tight. I steal glances at him and remembered our little session in the bathroom. I squeezed my thighs, swallowing thickly. The car rolls into a slow stop as he parks right across the street from my apartment. He steps out first while I pat

Sasha It’s been way too long. A full day since my night with Josephine at that fundraiser dinner and way too long I’ve been away from her. I had arranged for Oma to swoop in for a surveillance check, and the only way she could do that was if I could get Josephine out of the apartment. What other means except for the stupid fundraiser that I could care less off... My skin itched to be near her, or even watch her through the surveillance around her apartment, but I’ve been bombarded with work on the shipments going into Mexico. I lit a cigarette the moment I stepped out of the building, letting the cold night air slap the sweat off my skin. Oma’s text had snapped me back into reality from my cherished moment with Josephine. She wouldn’t have contacted me unless it was serious. By the time I made it to the private warehouse, she was already there, leaning against the hood of her matte black Jeep, legs crossed, her hair now in two buns and the piercings on her face gl