The Russian Woman by Alex Lukeman

The Russian Woman by Alex Lukeman

Author:Alex Lukeman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Espionage thriller, War and Military, Strong female Protagonist, Action Adventure, Men's Adventure
Publisher: Alex Lukeman
Published: 2022-04-20T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 36

Anya rode in the car Stepanov had sent, on the way to have dinner with him at his apartment. Tonight she would be forced to give herself to him or suffer the consequences. She'd had time to get used to the idea, but she wasn't looking forward to it. It hadn't been easy to make the decision. As much as she hated the idea, if she had to sleep with him to save her career, she'd do it.

Her only option was to use Stepanov's lust to manipulate him. The dance of power between men and women was the oldest battle in the world, sex the oldest weapon. At least there'd be a reprieve after tonight. Stepanov was going to Helsinki as a delegate to the peace conference.

She'd dressed carefully. A touch of perfume, preparations to make sure there was no risk of getting pregnant.

She'd heard nothing from the Americans since the day in the park. The man on the bench had told her someone would contact her. He hadn't said how or when. Meanwhile, she went about her job and waited for whatever was going to happen.

According to the daily accounts published in Izvestia, the offensive in Syria was going well, with only minor casualties. The paper was lying. It was true the Kurds were in retreat, but Russian casualties were much greater than reported. The public wouldn't be so enthusiastic about the war if they knew the cost. She knew what the cost was.

Russian blood.

Grigori's blood.

She wondered if her letter to the Americans had reached anyone who could make a difference. She didn't think it would change the outcome of what happened in Syria. It was obvious what the Russian forces intended to do and what their objectives were. She hadn't revealed anything the Americans probably didn't know. She'd only wanted to show them she had access to military operations. That she was willing to give them information, if it helped prevent a larger war. The man on the bishops' bench meant she'd succeeded in piquing their interest.

Anya had surprised herself by the way she'd felt after meeting the American. She had just betrayed her country. Part of her had expected something dramatic to happen. To walk out of the park and be arrested, or to come home and find the FSB waiting for her. Perhaps for the sky to open, to hear a booming voice call down wrath upon her.

But nothing had happened. Instead she'd felt relieved, as if a burden had been lifted from her. She'd gone home, spent the rest of the afternoon with her mother, made dinner, watched television for a while, and gone to bed. A perfectly normal and boring day, except for what had happened in the park.

Tonight promised to be anything but boring.

Stepanov met her at the door with a glass of wine in his hand. He wore a black shirt open at the collar, exposing thick chest hair. She caught a whiff of cologne.

At least it's a pleasant scent.

"You look lovely, my dear.



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