Page 139 of Monstrous Urges

“Is it a Daddy kink? Is he Daddy Drazen?”

I groan, dropping my face into my hands again. “You need psychiatric help.”

“And you need to tell me what sort of wild shit you got up to over there,” she giggles. “Because I can do this all night. C’mon, hot and scary-dark with a mysterious past and controlling a Bratva empire?” She whistles. “He’s totally Daddy Drazen, isn’t he?”

“Only when she needs me to untie her and take her panties out of her mouth.”

Fumi almost has a heart attack as she spins toward the deep, velvety baritone voice.

Honestly, so do I.

My face burns like molten lava as I whip around and lock eyes with Drazen. He’s in charcoal gray dress pants and a perfectly fitted black dress shirt, no tie, with the top button undone and the sleeves rolled up his veined, muscled forearms.

His brow is quirked up in amusement, a smug grin on his face as his gaze pierces into me.

“Isn’t that right, dear.”

Fumi snorts as my face goes crimson.

“He’s…joking,” I mumble.

“I’m not.”

I groan as Fumi howls with laughter and stands from her stool to face him, a hand extended. “Good to see you again, Mr. Kry?—”

“I think first names are fine once you’re discussing someone’s sexual tastes, wouldn’t you agree?” Drazen interrupts, firmly shaking her hand. “And yes, good to see you again, Fumi.”

Her face turns dark red as she glances at me, then back to him. “So you…definitely just heard all of that.”

“Every word.”

He lets that sink in for a moment.

“Now, if you don’t mind, I need to borrow Ms. Crown for a moment.” He turns to me, his face unreadable. “Let’s step outside.”

As he turns away, I take a gulp of margarita and glance at Fumi. “Be right back.”

“Unless he ties you up and gags you with your undies,” she mutters under her breath.

“Oh, that only happens when she misbehaves, Mrs. Black,” Drazen says mildly.

I cringe as Fumi howls with laughter. She eyes me, jerking a thumb at Drazen. “Okay, I like him.”

Outside the bar, I gasp when Drazen turns and pulls me tight against his chest. Without a word, he cups my face, leans down, and kisses me brutally and deeply. The air leaves my lungs. My feet feel like they leave the ground as I melt against him hungrily.

He pulls back, and I exhale a shaky breath.

“For the record,” I murmur, “you can interrupt me literally any time if that’s what you want to talk privately about.”

“Noted,” he grins before his face darkens a little. “Unfortunately, that’s not the only reason I needed to see you.”

My brow knits at his serious tone of voice. “What’s going on?”

“I think we found Vadik.”

My face instantly hardens. “Oh?”

He nods.