The Mafia CEO's Possession Contract
Killian growled, tightening his grip on my waist.
Viktor did not seem offended; on the contrary, he let out a slight smirk, while his eyes dropped toward me, scanning me from my red neckline and moving up my thighs with a hunger that made me want to cover myself. I felt like he was undressing me with his gaze, devouring me as if I were a piece of meat in a display case. I made a face of discomfort, trying to hide behind Killian’s shoulder.
"Well, well… You’re not going to introduce us to this beauty, are you?" Viktor asked, licking his lips. "Killian. Don't tell me you’re keeping her all to yourself."