His Queen of Clubs: A Bad Boy Bratva Romance (Vegas Underground Book 6) by Renee Rose

Author:Renee Rose [Rose, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Burning Desires
Published: 2019-06-13T18:30:00+00:00

Vlad

I answer to Victor all morning—taking his calls, dealing with his money, joining conference calls, but all I’m thinking about is the way Alessia looked orgasming last night.

The taste of her pussy.

The feel of her supple skin beneath my hands.

I want to spread those thighs wide again and make her scream. I want her in trouble with me—ass bared and spanked, hands tied.

I want her breathless and hot and ready.

But I’m not going to push. Time is on my side. Alessia’s my prisoner, here for two years, maybe more. I know she’s turned on by me. Her body responds. So it’s just winning her mind now. Her heart. Bending her will.

And I have her right where I want her.

In my home.

My bed.

I’ll learn what she likes, give it to her. Eventually, she’ll let me in. She’s already so unguarded. So undefended. She’s kind and compassionate; she gives herself easily. Such a perfect creature, inside and out.

She almost makes me reevaluate how I view women.

Almost.

I finally beg off the phone with Victor in the afternoon and leave my office to find her. Make sure she’s eaten lunch and see how it went with Mika.

I hear a screech from her at the front door and go running.

Blyat, no.

The door stands open and one of my soldiers is wrestling her back from it. I stride swiftly over. Alessia’s cheeks are flushed with ire, eyes flashing. She stomps on my soldier’s foot, elbows his ribs.

“Get your fucking hands off her,” I shout in Russian with the menace of a thousand deaths. Another soldier hangs back, ready to jump in, but too afraid of me to make the wrong move.

He freezes and releases her slowly. “You said to keep her from—” She tries to dart past him, outside, but he blocks her way with his body.

“Yes, keep her inside. I didn’t say you could fucking touch her. This is my bride. You don’t ever fucking dishonor my bride, you understand me? She will be treated with the utmost respect. If I give you an order to limit her actions, you’d better fucking figure out how to accomplish it and still treat her like a fucking queen. Am I perfectly clear?”

“Yes, Vladimir.” He and the other soldier both answer quickly, ducking their heads.

“Alessia, come.” I beckon with my finger. I’m not going to manhandle her after she’s just been assaulted.

She glares at me. “I want to go for a walk.” She’s dressed in a pair of jeans I had Zoya buy for her and a tight women’s t-shirt. The kind that fits around the breasts and makes them look edible. She has a pair of sneakers on her feet.

“If you want to go for a walk, ask me. I will take you out.”

Her jaw thrusts forward. “What if I want to walk alone?”

“Nyet.” I shake my head. “Not allowed. If you leave this house, it’s with me. Your choice.”

She crosses her arms and purses her lips, clearly torn between wanting to go out and not wanting to yield to my rule.

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