Sweet Depravity: A Dark Mafia Romance by Zoe Blake

Author:Zoe Blake [Blake, Zoe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2021-05-12T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Mary

Vaska was waiting for me when I got out of class. Leaning against his fancy sports car with his arms crossed, looking like a villain version of Jake from Sixteen Candles.

For half a second, I thought about trying to blend into the crowd of students and escaping over the quad. Images of him driving over the curb and chasing me down over the lawn popped into my head and instantly squashed that idea. Walking up to him, I tilted my head to the side and surveyed him from head to toe. His black hair was still a little wet, so he must have gone home and showered and then returned for me. “I have another class.”

He grinned. “That’s fine. Is it within walking distance or should I drive you?”

I let out an exaggerated sigh as I narrowed my gaze. “Don’t you have a job you need to get to?”

He smirked. “One of the many perks of being an arms dealer is you get to make your own hours.” He then stepped away from the car and opened the passenger door. Making a sweeping gesture with his arm, he said, “Your chariot awaits.”

Arms dealer.

He said it so casually, as if he had just said accountant or business owner.

I tapped my foot. “Do I have a choice?”

He shook his head. “Not really.” Then he leaned in to whisper against my lips, “But you would make my day if you tried to resist.” He then kissed the corner of my mouth and leaned back, staring at me with one eyebrow raised.

My thighs clenched as a delicious ripple of pleasure coursed over my body from his sensual threat.

Damn him.

In an effort to wipe the arrogant look off his face, I asked, “What are the tattooed words over your cock?”

He blinked at my abrupt change of subject. His jaw twisted to the right as he looked away briefly. I knew it. Very few men got tattooed there and didn’t live to regret it. And it wasn’t like he trimmed to make it more visible, which meant it must be something embarrassing.

He inhaled, then slowly exhaled. “It is something I got a long time ago.”

I shrugged. “I remember the Cyrillic letters. I can always look it up myself.”

“If I tell you, will you get in the car like a good girl?”

I nodded. I figured this would be good, but his answer exceeded my wildest dreams.

He sighed. “It says Mr. Big.”

I covered my mouth to stifle a bark of laughter. “What?”

He rubbed his eyes. “I was drunk. Sex and the City was new to Russia… and there was this girl.”

I bent over laughing. “Oh, my God, I can’t breathe!”

He twisted his fist into my hair and raised me upright. Pulling my head back, he playfully growled, “That is precisely what you’ll be pleading the next time I drive my hard cock deep into your throat.” He then claimed my mouth for a scorching kiss. Several passing students whistled and catcalled, but he refused to relent till he had made his point.

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