Arranged Bratva Virgin: Age Gap Bratva Romance (Dubrov Bratva Book 5) by Deva Blake

Author:Deva Blake [Blake, Deva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-07-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15 - Stefano

I'm sitting in my office at one of my warehouses when my phone chimes with the sound of the security app. I open my phone, knowing that it must be because the camera has registered that Darya is awake.

But when I open the camera to see what she is doing I practically fall out of my chair.

My cock instantly goes rock-hard as I watch her hands travel over her body. She slowly starts removing clothing, piece by piece, and then things get so heated that I have to jump up and close my office door.

I can’t believe I am witnessing this.

Is this something she does often? I have never been lucky enough to catch her.

I watch her closely, every move, every little smile that touches her lips as she reaches her pleasure.

Fuck. This is driving me crazy.

Then she hops off the bed and disappears from my view. I am left wanting to see more, needing to feel her.

While I am still watching the camera in her room, waiting for her to come back, my phone rings with her number.

I get such a fright I answer it within a second of it starting to ring.

I feel my cheeks heated with embarrassment as though I have been caught in the act, even though I know it isn’t possible for her to know I was watching her.

“Darya,” I say, feeling tensely turned on.

“Stef, did you leave for work already?” She was doing that while she thought I was still somewhere in the same house? Fuck, that's hot.

“You, uh, thought I was still in the house?”

“I wasn’t sure. But I actually need you to come home, please. It’s a bit of an emergency.”

“What emergency?”

“Please, I need you to come home.”

“I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

If she needs me, I will be there, no matter what.

I don’t know what is going on, but either way, I can’t sit here at my desk with a massive boner that I know is only going to get worse the more I think about what I just saw.

I rush into the house, feeling flustered in more ways than one, but also worried about her.

“Darya?” I call out and then jump because she is standing right near the front door.

“What’s wrong? What’s going on?” I ask hurriedly.

“Did you enjoy the show?” she grins with such a sly look on her face, her arms folded across her chest, as she stares me down.

What the fuck?

I clear my throat, trying to hide the fact that my cheeks are heating up.

“What show? What are you talking about?” But I think I look so painfully caught that she knows just by looking at me.

“The show I gave you this morning,” she says calmly.

She definitely knows I was watching her.

So she did all of that—for me.

I clear my throat again and shift my weight from one leg to the other. How should I handle this? I could deny it, but I think it's pointless.

“I, um, rather did enjoy the show,” I say tensely.

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