Pregnant by the Bratva: Age Gap Bratva Romance (Morozov Bratva Book 3) by Lexi Asher

Author:Lexi Asher [Asher, Lexi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-04-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15 - Theresa

I made it through the rest of the event on autopilot. Surprisingly, it was one of our best nights ever, sales wise, since coming to Miami. Not sure how, but I managed to sell the last of the sculptures from the foreclosed gallery in Los Angeles, even while completely distracted.

The entire rest of the night, Aleksei haunted my peripheral vision, watching me from the sidelines with his fiancée on his arm. I guess seething with jealousy put me on my A-game. I had no right or reason to be jealous of Sofia, but there was no denying I was. It just fed the unwanted anger I had toward him, but he wouldn’t take the hint and leave. Every time I caught his eye and gave him a glare that would have had any other man running for the hills, he only gave me a crooked little grin. No matter how hard I tried to best him, I was always the one to look away. Of course, I had patrons to attend to, or that was how I soothed my burnt ego.

At one point I even wished Donny would show up and hang on me for once, to give Aleksei a taste of his own sour medicine, but as usual, he and my mother were nowhere to be found. Once again, I was left to close out the show myself. Aleksei and his fiancée were among the last stragglers to leave, and I busied myself thanking a lovely Swedish tourist who bought three paintings, assuring her we’d get them safely shipped to her home. The whole time I spoke to her, I prayed they’d be gone by the time I turned around so I wouldn’t have to say anything to them. As much as I wanted to say something snide, I was afraid if I was within a foot of them and had to watch Sofia stroke his arm or stand on tiptoe to kiss his cheek as she’d done more than once throughout the interminable evening, I might just descend into violent behavior.

Aleksei turned me into a madwoman, plain and simple. Every time I heard his laugh from across the room I got goosebumps. Remembered the way his fingertips trailed down the length of my naked body, the way he took so much pleasure in licking every inch of me. One dear old gentleman actually asked if I was cold and offered me his jacket. I roughly chafed away the goosebumps but the memories weren’t so simple to get rid of. And he knew he was torturing me. Why else would he stay? I only hoped it was equal torment for him.

When I finally turned around, thankfully he was gone. I should have breathed a sigh of relief instead of one of disappointment, but like I said, he made me crazy. With everyone gone, I thanked the staff and looked around for either my mother or Donny to help me lock everything up, but they were still nowhere to be seen.

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