Dragon Bodyguard: Dark Paranormal Mafia Romance by Sansa Moon

Author:Sansa Moon [Moon, Sansa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-09-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9 - Misha

The dining hall wasn’t used for smaller gatherings, and Misha headed into the dining room adjacent to the hall at precisely seven o’clock. He knew dinner would be served at seven-fifteen because that’s the time it was served every single evening. He’d spent more hours than he’d kept a track record of standing by one of the doors, watching as Dmitri entertained his guests, regaling them with amazing stories of a life well-lived.

For the past few years, Dmitri’s mate Anna had joined in. They were a good match. Anna wasn’t around this weekend, as she was visiting her family. Misha quietly wished she had been. He had a feeling she would have anchored any awkwardness and kept the conversation flowing. Along with the wine.

Misha was the second person there.

Kristina was eyeing one of the paintings, head turning to him when he stopped next to her.

“Hi,” she said.

“You all right?”

“Do I not seem all right?” she wondered, a small smile on.

“I’m just asking.”

“Yes,” she agreed, not elaborating further.

“So, you’re not okay?”

He should have gone with her to her room. She’d asked to see him, but he’d been so rattled by the dinner invitation that he’d skulked off to his room to have a shower and a shave. Make sure his better suit was presentable. It had been, thankfully.

When he got that text that she wanted to meet with him, he’d felt like an idiot for going on patrol. He’d run away, hadn’t he? He’d found a reason to stay away from her because all he’d wanted to do was stay in the room with her. Preferably, he’d spend the night at the foot of her goddamn bed to make sure she slept all right.

He was so fucked.

“What do you care?” she asked, but it wasn’t pointed. She seemed genuinely curious, turning to face him, her expression unreadable. Then she reached up and gently corrected his tie.

He couldn’t help but stare at her.

What was she doing?

“I don’t care,” he said.

“Right,” she nodded. “That’s why you kissed me.”

His fingers began to itch to touch her. He curled them into fists at his side.

“Really, you’re bringing that up now?” he asked.

“Well, if you’d just come to see me when I asked you to,” she raised her eyebrows. “We could’ve already talked about it.”

“That’s what you wanted to talk about?”

“No,” she admitted slowly, glancing at the door before sliding her hands off his tie and down his chest, letting them fall along her sides though he got the feeling she wanted to reach out and let them take his. “I wanted to thank you. For looking out for me.”

“It’s my job,” he shrugged, feeling stupid for not accepting whatever invitation she was throwing at him.

He wanted to accept it.

But he couldn’t.

There were rules to these things. Regulations. He couldn’t just go around kissing guests. Right? Dmitri wouldn’t approve, surely.

“Right,” she repeated, eyes not leaving his. “That’s why you kissed me.”

“Would you stop that?”

She smiled then, a cheeky thing that reached her eyes in ways that could stir winds.

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