The Russian by Isabella Laase

Author:Isabella Laase [Laase, Isabella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Over the next six weeks, Luka introduced her to more small luxuries, focusing on shared gifts she couldn’t complain about like a nice bottle of wine, smooth soaps that smelled like vanilla, or food from a specialty grocery store. He took her out to eat at fancy restaurants, classic barbeque joints, or one of the many wineries and microbreweries across the county, and they attended live stage performances and classical concerts.

Admittedly, some of his progress came from the use of an old wooden spoon against her bare bottom. When she’d taken her sass too far, he’d crook his finger to demand she submit to him for her punishment. If she’d been particularly saucy, she was required to ask for her spanking with her eyes lowered in deference and practice her tone until it was perfect. He loved rubbing his hands over the rounded curves of her firm ass that turned pink with heat when he’d applied his discipline.

Accepting personal gifts, however, remained a challenge for her. The small pair of gold earrings he’d brought her from California cost only a few hundred dollars, but like the money she’d made taking care of Anton, the earrings had disappeared. He considered forcing the point, but managing her complexity was going to require more than exploring their master-sub relationship at the dungeon in Pavel’s lake house.

By late March, the weather was negotiating its final winter thaw, mixing together a complex dichotomy of extreme cold and hints of spring. On a typical morning, snow covered the back deck, by afternoon the weather had turned to a driving rain, and by evening, the sky exploded into a fiery red and yellow sunset that offered a hint of warm promise. With the changing seasons upon them, he was ready to test her resolve in accepting a gift she couldn’t hide from.

“Exactly where are you taking me?” she asked suspiciously from the back seat of Vadik’s car. “I thought we were going to the lake house when you told me to pack a few things, and why is Vadik driving us?”

“I’ve told you, many times, it’s a surprise. Now stop pestering before I paddle your ass, and stop frowning. Your face is going to freeze that way, covered with wrinkles like a bowl of mashed-up bananas.”

“Real romantic,” she said sarcastically. “And stop talking about my ass in front of...” She pointed toward Vadik as though he hadn’t had a front row seat to her life these last weeks. Vadik grinned, but didn’t say a word as he pulled off the expressway toward the Greater Rochester Airport.

“Wait,” she said. “Did you book me a flight someplace?”

“No,” Luka said, mentally preparing himself for her tantrum. “My cousins and I are attending an event in Dallas, and we’ve rented a plane. We would like you to fill one of the empty seats.”

His careful planning had relied on the driver’s presence and her reluctance to make a public scene once she realized what was happening, but apparently, that part of his plan was a failure.

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