Cruel Enforcer: The Ivanov Family (Mafia Wars Book Three) by Maggie Cole

Author:Maggie Cole [Cole, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pulse Press
Published: 2021-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

18

Sergey

Kora knows about my scars.

She didn't just feel a few lines like Eloise did. She traced every part of them. Each star, the circle surrounding it, and the intricate little marks Zamir made, she caressed and kissed.

I should have flipped over and stopped her, but something kept me paralyzed. I couldn't move and pretended to be asleep. It was so different from when Eloise ran her nails over my skin, as if my scars were dirt she had to remove.

Kora did the exact opposite. Her fingertips were gentle. Her lips touched them as if they were something to be worthy of her kiss instead of disgusting scars. Besides the tattoo artist and my brothers, no one except Eloise has ever touched my back since Zamir branded me, and definitely not anyone's lips. Eloise only felt it the one time. I told her never to touch it again, and she obeyed.

I'm not sure why I didn't tell Kora to stop. Maybe it's because every time she touches me anywhere, I want more of her. Minutes pass without her fingers or lips on me. Her body heat still warms me. Every passing second increases my paranoia.

Is she disgusted? Maybe she's going to leave and go home.

Why didn't I flip over?

She rises off the mattress, and I squeeze my eyes shut. She's going to leave.

When she slides next to me, I take a deep, quiet breath to calm myself and reach for her. I need to feel her skin on mine.

"You're awake?" she whispers.

I can't answer her. Something about her feeling my back, kissing it, then still wanting to be near me chokes me up. I don't trust myself to speak. And my lapa will surely ask me questions.

I don't allow myself to fall back asleep until she's softly breathing next to me. When I wake up, she's facing me and tracing my jaw. Her beautiful face lights up, and a tiny smile appears. "Hey."

I reach up and stroke her hair. "Morning."

She laughs. "It's evening."

"What time?"

"Almost seven." Her stomach growls.

My lips twitch. "Want to go to dinner?"

She pecks me on the lips. "Yes, but can I take a raincheck? I have to try and make up for not going in to work today, or I'm going to have consequences tomorrow."

Disappointment she has to leave fills me, but I can't expect her to stay with me forever.

Not yet.

She already has her clothes on. Shit, she's leaving.

I sit up. "Did I create a work headache for you, keeping you here?"

"No. I'd rather stay in your bed, but if I don't leave soon, I'm going to have a big one tomorrow."

Guilt replaces my disappointment. She called off work because of me. "I'm sor—"

She puts her fingers over my lips. "Don't ever be sorry about our time together." She pins her hazel orbs on me.

I lick my lips. My mouth is dry. I need some water. "Can I do anything to help?"

That's a dumb question. She's an attorney. What could I possibly do?

A sweet expression appears. "No. Thank you for asking.

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