BRATVA'S OBSESSION
“You should take it as a complement, Kratoska.”
I felt my cheeks warm slightly from the endearment. “So you ended my call because you see me as a distraction?” I tease.
His jaws twitch, swallowing the last bit of food in his mouth. “A beautiful distraction.” He says lowly, eyes darkening.
I cleared my throat, heart racing with the fact that I’m currently flirting with Sasha Romanov, a Bratva pakhan. Silence stretches through the air but I was itching to dig deeper into Sasha.
“So....how was your trip to Russia?” I ask in a sing song voice.