Sold to the Russian: A Dark Mafia Romance by Isabella Laase

Author:Isabella Laase [Laase, Isabella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2021-02-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

With the last of the dinner dishes loaded into the dishwasher, Zoya finished wiping down the kitchen counters and filled two plastic containers with leftover potato salad and green beans. It had taken weeks of sore muscles and elbow grease, but the fresh coat of moss green paint coordinated perfectly with the new dishes and matching placemats trimmed with the deep red and apricot colors from her dreams. The cabinets had been thoroughly cleaned, and the appliances and windows sparkled in the sunshine. The old linoleum floor had a shiny wax finish, even if she did dream of a nice beige twelve-inch tile that would have looked even better. With a view of the ocean, the kitchen was still her favorite place to spend time, experimenting with new recipes and perfecting many of her old ones with a never-ending supply of American groceries and Pavel’s credit card.

Putting the food in the refrigerator, she pulled out two bottles of beer before joining him on the covered front porch to watch the sunset, a quiet routine that they’d added to the end of their day without even discussing it. “Those are new flowers,” said Pavel, taking his beer and pointing at a large clay pot filled with geraniums. “Did you buy those today?”

“Yes,” she said slowly. “I put the receipts in the envelope in your desk drawer. You said you wouldn’t mind if I bought some things, but maybe I should have asked you first. And you need to buy more beer the next time you’re near a store. I’m sorry that they won’t sell me alcohol until my next birthday, but that’s a very stupid law. I’m not a child.”

“If you go to Gelman’s and identify yourself, he’ll sell you a six-pack of beer,” Pavel said dryly. “With all the tax laws that man breaks every year, selling you a case of Michelob is the least of his offenses. And I’m not criticizing your decision to buy the flowers. I don’t want you to charge diamonds and furs to your credit card, but you haven’t even come close to pushing your limits. Get rid of some of those old dresses that have seen their better days, too. Galena will take you downtown. I’m sure that she knows where all of the nice stores are.” With a smirk, he gently kicked her ankles. “Just stay away from any political protests. I hear the Namibians are starting to revolt.”

“How were the boys yesterday?” she asked to change the subject. “You didn’t get much of a chance to talk about them last night.” Pavel went to Staten Island two or three times a week for dinner, leaving her to spend the evening with either Galena or just enjoying a little peace and quiet in front of the television set.

“They’re fine. Linda had a nice picnic, and Anton stayed up late so I got to spend a little extra time with him. He’s still an aggressive little shit though, biting when he doesn’t get

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