All Chapters of Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don: Chapter 21 - Chapter 23

ViktorI duck just in time to avoid getting clocked in the head by a decorative lamp. Son of a bitch still clips my shoulder, though.“Fuck!”I have a good feeling I know who’s responsible.My un-assaulted arm reaches out to flip on the lights, and my guess is correct: Anna is standing in front of me, wide-eyed and clutching the lamp from the nightstand like a battle ax.“Give me that,” I growl, snatching the lamp from her hands before she manages to give me a concussion.“You!” Anna sighs in something almost like relief. Then she freezes, straightens her back, and glares at me. “I mean, you! What the hell?! What are you doing here?”“I live here.”I wait for the news to process. As I do, I have to be honest—I’m not hating the vision standing before me. Her hair is a sexy tangle of silk, her tank top barely covers her breasts, and she’s definitely not wearing any pants.The pain in my shoulder fades away pretty quickly. The blood flow has better places to be.“The hell you do!” Anna g

ViktorI meet Anna in the bedroom the moment I hear her begin to stir. She might interpret it as being overbearing, but she’ll thank me once she goes out wearing something less… revealing.Not that I mind. Especially as she stretches with a yawn and her nipples strain against the fabric of her tank top.“Dobroye utro,” I greet her from the chair by the window.“Shit!” Anna yelps, then presses a hand to her eyes and rubs them. “Did you sleep there all night?”“No.” I won’t misinterpret her question for concern. “Did you sleep well?”“Yeah, actually.”The fact that she sounds confused about that has me worried. Is she not sleeping well? Deprivation isn’t good for her or our daughter. I tuck away those concerns for the doctor and refocus. “Hungry? I made us some breakfast.”She squints at me, thoroughly confused. “Um, yeah. That sounds amazing.”I chuckle. “You don’t even know what I made. Or if I’m a good cook.”“You could hand me a pickle and peanut butter burrito and I’d smash.” Anna