Innocent Bratva Virgin: Age Gap Mafia Romance (Vadim Bratva Book 8) by Veda Rose

Author:Veda Rose [Rose, Veda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13 - Emory

I sat up, clinging to the covers as the roar of breaking glass cut through my apartment. My front door, an interior door in a complex, didn't have glass, and the swell of dread hit harder as I realized that meant that whoever had broken in had used the fire escape to do so.

Scrambling for my phone in the dark, I just got my hands on it when another set of hands stole it away. I jumped, turning around to see Vlad kneeling in the bed next to me. I’d forgotten he was here as I’d been fast asleep only moments before, and I relaxed only slightly as he took the cell away.

“What are you doing?” I whispered. “We need to call the cops.”

He shook his head, putting a finger to his lips yet again. I was having quite a few mixed feelings about how often Vlad was silencing me. Glaring, I threw my hand toward the door and clutched the sheet to my chest.

“There are people in my apartment. We need to call the police.”

My voice was still a whisper, but it held all the bite of my frustration. Vlad didn’t reply, of course, just standing up from the bed naked as the day was long. He rushed toward the bedroom door, cracking it open silently, and I had to sit there and watch, the fantastic view of his ass only a slight consolation.

He peered through the opening for a few seconds, then hurried back to the bed and grabbed his pants. He slipped on the scrubs he’d stolen, and I flinched for him as my attention landed on his hip. What the fuck did he think he was going to do injured?

“Vlad, I—”

But he turned toward me and silenced me with a kiss. The tingling in my belly was admittedly distracting, which had to be what Vlad wanted. As he pulled back, he held out a finger, signaling for “one moment,” and then he took off out of the room deadly quiet.

“What the fuck?!” I shouted in a whisper.

Vlad had just left me here, and I had no idea what the hell was going on. In any case, I knew I couldn’t stay naked, so I hopped out of bed and got myself over to the closet as quietly as I could. My clothes from before were a no-go, so I blindly searched in the dark for a pair of leggings and a top.

Pulling on a tight pair of leggings, I padded around the waistband to try and figure out which ones they were. The little zipper at the small of my back told me they were the ones I wore running most of the time, the folded pants usually always on the top in my dresser.

I still needed a shirt, so I opted for the rack of hanging clothes, groping for the black one I had with a built-in bra. It, too, was at the front of the options since I’d just put the thing away yesterday, and I shoved it down over my head.

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