Attending The Russian Mafia: An Instalove Possessive Alpha Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 165) by Flora Ferrari

Author:Flora Ferrari
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2020-05-24T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Sophia

I hug close to the trunk-like form of Stefan’s unyielding body as the private elevator rides up the building, all the way to the top floor. I squeeze onto his arm and feel his scorching passion flaming through his muscles, the tension taut and ready to erupt.

Relief washed over me like icy water on a heatwave day when he told me what had happened with Egor. For a blurred, confused few moments, I actually believed he had killed him.

But when he explained it all, it just made complete sense, and the idea that the world is a black-and-white place of clearly defined moral boundaries suddenly faded into uncertainty.

Egor could’ve killed a woman and a child.

If he’d done that, would I even care if Stefan had killed him?

I shake my head, dislodging the inner argument, and instead hug closer to Stefan.

He stares straight ahead, his jaws clamped tight.

“Scared to look at me?” I tease.

“Yes,” he says, without a hint of humor in his tone. “If I do, I won’t be able to control myself.”

I almost giggle, but then I see that he’s deadly serious.

The elevator doors slide open to reveal a long hallway, the carpet decked out like a Russian duke’s castle or something, plush and red and patterned with golden drawings. On the walls, expensive-looking artwork hangs, and ridged, raised decorative sections inlaid with gold.

He tightens his hand around mine and drags me down the hallway, through the living room with its two red-gold couches, and then into the bedroom.

The four-poster bed, held up by four golden pillars, the purple velvet bed-curtains pinned up with large, beautiful golden brooches. A sleek oak table sits on one side of the room with two throne-like chairs next to it.

I drink in the scene with my eyes, knowing it must’ve cost more than I could even imagine.

But when I turn to Stefan, I see that he doesn’t care about the room.

His intense eyes are fixed on me as his strong features steam with desire. He stalks forward, sliding his hand around my hip and then down, pressing against my ass through my dress.

“I can’t wait anymore,” he growls, guiding us to the bed in a dance of lust. “I can hear your womb screaming out for me, Sophia, begging me to plunge deep into your wet hole and give you my seed.”

“I can feel it,” I whimper, the back of the bed butting against my thighs. I rock backward, staring up at Stefan as his eyes roam up and down my body, feasting. “Oh, frickin’ hell, Stefan. I want you so badly.”

He leans down and pushes his hands firmly up my thighs, kneading and massaging the flesh as he goes, his eyes fixated on my face the entire time.

“Fucking hell, I could watch you twitch and moan for me forever,” he growls, hooking his fingers around the edge of my panties. “But I need your sex. I need to claim you. Your maidenhead is mine, a ripe cherry just waiting to be busted open by my aching hot wet cock.

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