Page 16 of Trapping His Angel

“Swap seats with me, I get car sick, and need to sit near the window.” Her lie fell smoothly off her tongue.

I frowned but said nothing, as I slid across the seat under herand she climbed over me. With our seat swap, I could feel the heat of Benedikt’s body against mine. He leaned forward, his forest scent overwhelming my senses as he buckled my seatbelt.

“Got to be safe,malen'kiy angel,”he whispered across my lips as he pulled away.

He calls me ‘angel’, but I feel like I’ve already fallen.

“Why are you here?” I asked out of the side of my mouth.

“It just so happens you need a bodyguard, and I have some business in the area you’re traveling to,malen'kiy angel.”He grinned.

“Stop calling me that,” I whispered. I wanted to kick myself for not being stronger.

“No.” That was all he responded with.

I risked a glare at his profile, wishing he’d face me so I could stare into his eyes. Well, his eye, and the hole in his face where the other should be. It didn’t scare me; I thought the hole in his skull made him more attractive.

And that was why I needed to keep away from people. Benedikt put a tatted hand on my leg and I shoved it off. He growled and glared at me, putting his hand back on my leg, and revealing his side weapon.

I understood the threat. Whether I remembered, my brain told me that men weren’t to be trifled with. If Benedikt Petrov wanted to touch my leg, he was going to, with or without my consent.

And unfortunately for me, I was too tired to fight. I leaned my head back on the seat and let my eyes close. Just for a little while. I don’t dream anymore. Even my mind doesn’t care enough to escape. Either way, it was easier to sleep than to live.

CHAPTER FIVE

Mymalen'kiy angelwas avoiding me on this impromptu trip.I was in a meeting with Roman, getting updated on what was happening on the streets. Apparently a new drug had hit Russia. It was in all our clubs and none of our men were pushing it, nor had they figured out who was making it.

It was dangerous having drugs like that in our territory.

According to the spy network, the new drug was calledBubbli. I thought it was a shit name, but since women and children were going missing, I was going to find out who was pushing it. Then I would kill them.

I was annoyed, as soon as I got to the car, to see Valentina sitting in the middle. She should know better. Her ass was locked into Roman, and I made it loud and clear that Isadora was mine with my greeting. A kiss to show my possession. The first of many.

I climbed in and leaned forward to whisper in Valentina’s ear. “If you want to live long enough to have that child, you will swap seats with your sister right now.”

She nodded and swapped with Isadora immediately. As soon as her vanilla scent wafted over me, I relaxed.

“Why are you here?” Mymalen'kiy angelwas talking out of the side of her mouth, trying to ignore looking at me.

I grinned. “It just so happens you need a bodyguard, and I have some business in the area you were traveling to,malen'kiy angel.”

Her hackles rose as she gritted her teeth and told me to stop calling her that. A war ensued when I tried to lay my hand on her body, showcasing my claim. In a moment of weakness I flashed my weapon, knowing it would calm her uppity ass down.

I didn’t relish her fear. I wasn’t like the other men in my Brotherhood. I’d been around long enough to know that women who feared a man like me would quickly betray a man like me as well.

They couldn’t be trusted, unless plied with trinkets and pretty words. Mymalen'kiy angelsquirmed next to me, rubbing her sexy little body along mine like a little tease. She needed more meat on her bones but, other than that, she was perfection.

I needed to know more about her.

I was still waiting for my background check to come through on her as well. I would need to follow up sooner rather than later, especially with this new drug on the streets.

Not that I thought she had anything to do with the new drug. She’d been locked away in The Academy all this time. She couldn’t possibly. However, whoever she belonged to may be a part of these men who were trying to bring the Bratva down.

Roman may have legally moved flesh around, but it was with honor. No tricks. No lies. Just a different lifestyle. He would not allow the women to be abused.

Not like the ones at The Stables. I wouldn’t touch that place with a ten-foot pole. Everyone knew what that place was about.I ran my thumb in a circle on Isadora’s legs, and my eyebrows raised when she shivered in delight.

Apparently she wasn’t completely immune to my charm.