Betrothed to the Badman (Russian Bratva Book 8) by Hayley Faiman

Author:Hayley Faiman [Faiman, Hayley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Russian Bratva #8
Publisher: Hayley Faiman
Published: 2017-10-22T16:00:00+00:00

TODAY IS THE DAY. My father arrived in New York yesterday morning and has yet to bother me, to make his presence known, or even to call me. Tonight is collection night, and it’s a complete waiting game. Yakov and Dominik’s men are ready, the Irish have checked in, and Patrick’s men are also ready to go. Sergei arrived just a few hours ago with a small crew of his own, and he’s ready as well.

The only person not ready is me.

I didn’t believe that this shit would truly come down to this. I also didn’t believe that my father would put a hit on a Bratva member, especially his own son-in-law.

I try to put everything aside. Mika and Misha almost dying. My sister and her obvious contempt for our father. And Devyn, my sweet wife, whom I continue to fucking cut with my words, over and over again. I don’t have time to dwell on anyone else’s motives but my father’s right now.

Unfortunately, I can’t stop one thing from entering my mind. The updated contract with Patrick. I can’t get the image of how he looked all too thrilled to present it to me. Knowing that something is not right with him, either. I need to deal with my father first, then it’ll be time to deal with the Irish fuck.

“Fei?” Devyn asks as she wraps her arm around me from behind, hitching her leg up and over my hips so that I can feel her hot pussy against my lower back.

I don’t say a word, rolling over in her arms and fitting my hips between her thighs. I need to feel her before I leave, to know that she is waiting for me when I return, that this hot pussy of hers waits for me. That it’s mine, all mine, no matter what happens tonight.

Positioning myself at her entrance, I slide all the way to the root, smiling when her breath hitches against my ear. “Are you sore, my sweet Devvy?” I ask against her ear.

“Yeah, I am,” she admits.

“Good,” I murmur before I rear back and slam inside of her. “I want you to feel me with every breath you take today, devochka.”

I don’t make sweet love to my wife. I passionately fuck her. I slam against her, making her eyes widen and causing her to gasp for air. Her pussy drenches me, and I know she’s enjoying the sweet pain as much as I enjoy giving it to her.

When she comes on a sob, only then do I let my cock fill her with its release. If I could pick any day to create life with Devyn, it would be today, right at this moment—before I take down my crazy fucking father from power.

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