Page 140 of Monstrous Urges
“So… What happens now?”
He shrugs. “I go make sure, drag him out of whatever hole he’s hiding in, and skin him alive.”
A shudder ripples through me.
Somehow, I don’t think that last bit was hyperbole.
“When are you leaving?”
He sighs. “Now, actually.”
My mouth twists. But then I flush when he cups my face. “I won’t be gone long. A day. Two at the most. And while I’m gone, I want you to stay at my place. It’s well-protected and guarded.”
My brow furrows. “Are you worried about anything?”
It’s funny. Now that I’m…well, with Drazen, there’s an element to all of this I’ve never considered before.
Dating—or whatever I’m doing with him—a criminal kingpin certainly comes with a healthy dose of excitement. But it also comes with a huge side order of real, actual danger.
He shakes his head. “Not at all. But given that I’m going to be openly declaring war on the Belov Bratva…” He lifts a shoulder. “I just want to be extra careful with the things that matter most to me.”
My face burns hotly.
“So…your houseplants, right? You need me there to water and fertilize?—”
I whimper when he grabs my face and bruises his mouth to mine, silencing me as he steals my breath and my words.
“You,” he growls. “I was talking about you.”
“Oh, well…” I grin as I bite down on my bottom lip. “In that case…”
“There’s nothing to worry about, at all. But I’ll feel better knowing you’re there. Milos is flying in as we speak. He’ll be on-site to help with anything you need.”
I frown. “Milos isn’t really my biggest fan.”
He snorts. “He’s just a grump.”
“What, your best friend is a grump? Go figure.”
Drazen eyes me with a look that makes me grin as much as it sends a heated throb through my core.
“Yes. He’s also who I’d pick every time to watch over you if I wasn’t there to do it myself.”
I sigh. “Fair enough. I’ll buy him cookies or something to try and win him over.”
“He’s a fan of white chocolate.”
I make a face. “In that case, he and I are mortal fucking enemies. Forever.”
Drazen chuckles as he pulls me to him. I stick out my lower lip as I look up at him.
“You really have to go tonight?”
He nods.
“This second?”
“Oh no,” he frowns, shaking his head. He leans down, his mouth brushing my ear. “No, first I need to drag you back through the bar, past your friend, into the bathroom so I can bend you over the sink and fuck your slutty little pussy until you come all over my cock like a good girl.”