Marble Sins: A Russian Mafia Romance (Yakov Bratva Book 2) by Lisa Lovell

Author:Lisa Lovell [Lovell, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Kayla

Vasiliy reaches for my hand and helps me from the limo. He runs his eyes over me as I set the sole of my teetering shoe onto the red carpet.

“You look ravishing, kukolka,” he says warmly. Once again, the attentive lover has emerged. I’m facing a man who is gazing at me with something akin to adoration.

If I wasn’t so terrified and exhausted, I’d slap his face. But at this point, all the fight I used to have in me has left me. And even if there’s some of it left, I might as well save it for the pervert who’s about to buy me like a piece of meat.

I’m dressed in skin-tight red satin that trails to the toes of my glittering sequined sandals. There’s a swathe cut from the fabric that sweeps in an S from one thigh, across my groin, and over my breasts. While I may be covered, anything of importance – my breasts, my pussy – are all on display. True to form, Vasiliy runs his fingertips over my nipples as I straighten my shoulders and look up at the vessel before us.

It’s an ocean-going yacht that’s so vast it could be a cruise liner. The sleek blue lines of it are embellished with silver-framed portholes. Flashes of light are flickering through the glass. A carpeted gangplank has been set onto the dock. I almost resist, but Vasiliy has my hand linked through his elbow. When he feels me pause, his fingers tighten painfully on mine.

He keeps shooting curious glances at me. I do my best to keep a faintly bemused expression on my face, turning unfocused eyes up at him occasionally. It would be better if he thought I was doped. It doesn’t stop him from scooping a flute of champagne from a passing waiter as we enter a huge room. It’s almost impossible to believe we’re on a yacht. The space is so vast. It’s filled with a low hum of conversation, mainly men, most of whom are clustered in groups. Women move among them, collared, cuffed. Like me, they’re scantily clad and silent. At the center of the room is a raised platform. I have no doubts about what that is for.

It’s the auction block.

Giselle has prepared me for what may come if they don’t get to me in time. But I cling grimly to the hope that it won’t come to that.

“Vasya!” a voice booms through the chatter. I sneak a sidelong glance and see a short, squat man pushing through the crowd to reach my captor. “It’s been far too long, my friend,” he’s clapped a hand on Vasiliy’s shoulder, but he’s eyeing me with open hunger. I take a step behind Vasiliy without thinking. Vasiliy reaches for my hand and tugs me up to his side, allowing the other man to get a good, long look. I cringe.

“Claude,” he responds smoothly. “I am so pleased you could join us.” His smile is pure charm. “Kayla, this is Claude. He’s a filmmaker.

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