Boston Underworld: The Collection by Zavarelli A

Author:Zavarelli, A.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-27T05:00:00+00:00

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Talia

When all of the guests have gone, Alexei and I retire to his room for the evening.

There is no question what he wants when he grabs me around the waist and hauls my body against his, kissing me roughly.

I come up for air when he starts in on my throat, grazing the skin with his teeth.

“You did not have very much to drink tonight,” I remark.

The vibrations of my voice alert him that I’ve spoken, but it is clear he missed it. So when his eyes find mine, I repeat it once more.

“I drink as much as any other Vor,” he tells me. “But it displeases you, no?”

“What does it matter?” I ask him.

“I want my wife to be happy,” he answers sincerely. “And perhaps you are right. I should be focused on other things now.”

What other things, he doesn’t say.

But his phone starts beeping and vibrating across the room, and doesn’t stop, even as he continues to maul me. I tap him on the arm to get his attention.

“Your phone is going off.”

“Ignore it,” he answers me with another kiss.

But it doesn’t stop. And after another full minute, he finally turns to check it. And then he frowns. I see him bring up the security system on the house. The same cameras he has in his office.

He pockets the phone and returns to me with a completely different demeanor than only a moment ago. This is Alexei, the Vor.

“There is nothing to be concerned about,” he tells me in a calm voice. “But we have an unexpected guest. I’m going to see what he wants.”

He kisses me on the cheek and grips my chin. “I am locking the door behind me.”

I nod, but I’m curious who is here. And I don’t really want him to go. But I know that he has to. He moves to his closet and grabs his holster and gun, shrugging it on before he locks the door behind him.

And I wait. Moving towards the window to see if I can get a glimpse of anything from up here.

There’s a car parked in front of the house. Franco is already outside, and it looks like he’s arguing with someone. But it’s too dark to see what’s going on.

So I walk around Alexei’s room and examine his things to keep my mind occupied. The furnishings are sturdy and well made. In his closet, I find much of the same as he always wears. An assortment of gray and black trousers, sweaters, button downs, and suede jackets. At least five pairs of oxfords, and several different flat caps.

The man finds something he likes and sticks with it.

I bring one of his undershirts that is draped over the cupboard to my nose and inhale. It smells of him. Oak and cloves. I have an urge to take off my dress and put it on. But with the unexpected company downstairs, I decide to wait.

Which turns out for the best. Because a few moments later, I hear voices in the outside hall.

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