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My heart sank to my stomach. How much did you hear?”
The most wicked smile touched his lips, and his eyes grew darker. “Everything.”
Chapter 10 - Sergey
It became evident to me last night that I’d become obsessed with the woman sitting in front of me. I would love to argue it was because she was carrying my child, but it wasn’t.
This feeling of wanting to own her and make her completely mine didn’t begin when I met her again; it started from the very first moment I set my eyes on her weeks ago. I’d fought to keep my need for her in check, but I’d lost my self-control completely after last night, and there was no going back now.
I looked at her, not saying a word, but sipping in her beauty. Long, wavy auburn hair that I wanted to fist while I fucked her from behind. Big hazel eyes that looked like they could see the depths of my bottomless soul and that sweet scent of lavender.
Shit, I was losing it.
Lilianna’s chest heaved in as she glared at me with a mixture of both fury and anger. If looks had bullets, one would be buried in my forehead right now. I could tell she was angry. I couldn’t blame her, though. I wasn’t expecting her to be happy when I sent my men to bring her to me, but I would’ve gone berserk if I didn’t.
After she left the club last night, I had Nikolai follow her home without her knowing. He’d waited for her to fall asleep, then planted a listening device in her home. I’d suspected she would do something crazy, but I hadn’t expected she would try to run away to another city just to keep me away.
When I found out she was planning to run away, I had to do something. Talking to her wouldn’t have yielded any results, so I went with the one possible solution I could think of; kidnapping her. She wasn’t elated right now, but with time, she would understand why I did it. And why I was never going to let her leave.
“I could sue you for breaking into my home and putting a listening device without my permission,” she yelled with a trembling voice.
I recognized the look in her eyes. Fear. It was the same look my enemies gave me before I buried a bullet in their fucking skulls. I loved seeing it on them but hated it on her.
The only look I loved on her was the one she gave me the night we met. That look she had when she begged for and pleaded for more of my touch and kiss. She didn’t give that to me now, but I knew she would. Soon.
“Try and sue me.” I wanted to pacify her, but it was probably best to let her think I could hurt her even though I wouldn’t dare to. It would make her better behaved and create fewer problems for me this way. “You need to get out of here to do that, and trust me, and you aren’t leaving anytime soon.”
“You horrible bastard.” She clenched her jaw hard and fisted her small hands by her side. I hadn’t been around a pregnant woman before now, but I knew this kind of rage wasn’t healthy for her or the baby. “I’m going to leave here, even if I have to kill you too.”
I laughed. Looked like my flower had a sense of humor after all. “Have you ever killed a man?”
Pink tainted her cheeks, and she lowered her gaze to the floor. “No.”
“I’m not an easy man to kill,moy Tsvetok.I have a lot of enemies, and I would be a dead man by now if I was.”
I looked at her hands, they were small, well-manicured, and they looked as soft as I remembered them. I remembered the feeling of those hands wrapped around my cock and pumping me.
Shit, I was going to get rock-hard if I didn’t divert my thoughts away from our night together. Lilianna was beautiful, even with her eyes red with rage. She was perfect, and I couldn’t be happier that she would be the mother of my child.
I’d never had the luxury of thinking of anything that didn’t concern the mafia since I became a pakhan at twenty-one, but I allowed myself to imagine what our child would look like and if it was a boy or a girl. If it ended up being a girl, I wanted her to look like Lilianna.
“Well done then, you just added one more enemy to your collection,” she retorted.
I didn’t like smiling, but I couldn’t help it. I’d been watching Lilianna from afar after our first night together. I’d seen her interact with other people, and I’d witnessed how feisty she was in court. There were no doubts about her bravery, but she didn’t look like she could even bear to hurt a fly, let alone a human.
“How are you feeling?” I asked, ignoring her threat. While my men went over to bring her, I’d researched all about pregnancy on the internet. The first trimester was usually the hardest. From what I'd learned, she was going to be hungry, sick, and have terrible mood swings. “Are you hungry?”
“I want to go home.”
I kept my now empty shot glass on the glass coffee table beside me and stood up. I turned to Viktor, one of the guys who’d brought her. “Get Marina.”
He nodded. “Yes, boss.” He started away towards the kitchen and returned minutes later with Marina, my maid. She was a blonde Russian girl I’d saved from the Italians five years ago after her father got into a bad situation with them. I’d given her the option of returning to Russia after I saved her, but she’d insisted on serving me by my side.
“You called for me,” she said as she entered the living room, side-eyeing Lilianna. I hadn’t brought a woman home unless she was Russian and worked for me. Lilianna was the first woman I’d brought to my manor for a one-night stand for the first time since I started fucking, and she was the first to come here a second time.
Marina was obviously stunned seeing a woman here with me.
“I did.” I tried not to look at Lilianna as I talked. I could look at her all day and still not get enough of her. “Find her something to eat.”