All Chapters of Viktor Blacktop Bride : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Talia POV After the war between crown syndicate and the blacktop Mafia group, the entire New York has been in terror because of the bloodshed but I need to find my sister but the only person that can help me is Alexei and that is why I need to get a job at Peccato.By the time I make it to Peccato, it’s just after 2:34 am and it was enough time for me to grab a drink.I have met Alexei myself last week and he immediately rejected me without even hearing me say a word and I need his approval to get a job here. The bouncer stops me at the door and gives me the customary once over before deeming me socially acceptable to grace their fine establishment.Once I’m in, I feel a weight off my chest. I’ve never been inside of Peccato, but it isn’t quite what I imagined.The entire front bar is decked out in opulent oaks and mahoganies and the walls are a rich blue, and the floors polished hardwood.With a sigh, I walk straight to the bar and take a seat. It’s not like I expected the whole ga

Talia POV “So,” I got better things to do. “Are you going to let me dance for you, or what?”He reaches down and tips my chin up so I have to meet his eyes.Now his mouth is just inches from mine, so close his breath is mingling with mine. “Let’s just review, Sweet Sin,” he says.“You come into my club, dressed like that…” His eyes wander over me again as if to make his point.“You seem to know me by name, and yet I don’t know you and you just expect me to believe a pretty little ride like you can’t make her way in this city without dancing? I may be stating the bleeding obvious here, but I can help but suspect you.”It takes me a minute to remember his accusation because I’m staring at his lips and trying to work out what he said but what the hell is even wrong with me?I pull back and regain my space then I hold up my fingers and start listing off the reasons why he should give me this job.“I’m good at dancing,” I tell him. “And I need the money. I have crazy ex hunting me, so I f

Talia POV The sound of his pleasure and depravity jump starts my heart and explodes into my bloodstream.I’ve never felt anything like it before and whatever it is, it’s ricocheting through my body, possessing me like a demon.My hands draw him closer, and the next thing I know, I’m kissing him back. Hard. I don’t know what I’m doing, but I don’t need to. My body knows what it craves.My hands are in his hair, tugging, while his tongue forces its way into my mouth.I feel drunk, and it has nothing to do with the tequila. He’s just woken something that lived inside of me. Something I never knew existed.His hands are on me, tainting places that have never been touched before.Groping my tits, my waist, cupping my ass and grinding me down onto his erection. Oh God that feels good. Why does that feel so good?I completely underestimated the power of a chemical reaction and I can’t even think straight anymore, and God help me, I actually want him right now but what is he doing to me?He

Talia POV I was alone when Alexei came and dragged me into his car and off we reached his house.He grabs my jaw and squeezes it between his fingers as he pins me with his eyes. “You are going to abide by whatever I tell you from now on. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”I can’t move my head, or even open my mouth, but it turns out it doesn’t matter. He uses his grip to move my head up and down in a nod of agreement as he answers. “Yes, Alexei.”When he loosens his grip on my jaw, I echo him as he clearly wants. “Yes, Alexei,” I tell him.“Whatever you say from now on. I’ll be good.”He reaches down and slides his hand beneath my panties to cup my ass cheek while his eyes are still furious.It confuses me, and I’m shocked as hell when he smacks my ass so hard I yelp and nearly jump out of his lap. “Have you any idea what you did tonight?” he growls. “Yes,” I whimper. “I’m sorry.”His fingers move harder inside of me, rougher, slapping against my clit and making me buck against his leg.

Talia POV Seven Weeks Later True to his word, Alexei pretty much disappears from the clubhouse completely. There are moments when I feel the hair on the back of my neck stand on end, and every time that happens, hope bubbles up in my belly but that hope is quickly followed by a not-so-little pang of disappointment when I turn around and realize it’s not him.It doesn’t stop me from thinking about him, though and that hasn’t changed. Well, maybe it’s gotten worse, but I’m hoping my trip to the drug store on my way home from work will put my mind at ease.Nyla my roommate, is unpacking groceries when I walk in a little after eight in the night. She’s working a late shift tonight at the fighting arena.“Hey,” she says when she sees me.I set my bag down to help her unpack and we split the grocery shopping, so we each go once a week, and then we split the cost down the middle, which works really well.“How was work?” she asks.“Long but I got decent tips tonight.”I open one of the plas