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“If you leave within this minute, I might be persuaded into overlooking your lack of manners tonight.”
Her lips tightened.
“It’s your choice.” The billionaire released his hold on her, and their gazes met.
A moment later, and the model wordlessly stalked out of the restaurant.
When Sergei walked back to the redheaded woman that had caught his interest, he saw that the professor had already left.
“He was in a hurry,” the woman –Fredericka –mumbled unnecessarily.
Sergei only nodded. He didn’t give a damn about the professor. What he cared about was the fact that he had this woman for the night. “Shall we go?”
She cleared her throat, unease written all over her face at the thought of having to hitch a ride with him. “I was thinking—-”
Sergei cut her off, saying softly, “Let me take you home.”
The way Fredericka Spears’ eyes widened told him she wasn’t as dense as she seemed to be.
Good.
Fredericka knew that what he really was saying was,Let me fuck you.
Chapter Two
Fredericka
INVITE ME IN.
Sergei Grachyov’s words played endlessly in my mind as I unlocked the door. “Well, here we are.” My voice was a tremulous croak, and panicky questions raced past my mind as he walked past me.What was I doing? Why was I letting him in?
I had no idea how to answer that. One minute he was helping me out of his Rolls Royce coupé, and I was thinking with more than a little relief that I could finally start forgetting this man ever existed. But then he had looked down at me with his I’m-going-to-fuck-you-eyes—-
Invite me in.
Three simple words, and yet there was something about the way Sergei Grachyov spoke that made my insides clench.
And those eyes—-
God, those dark, dark eyes that made me think offuck, fuck, fuck—-
I quickly slapped my cheeks, privately appalled at the direction of my thoughts.
“Anything wrong?”
Ignoring the gleam of knowing amusement in his eyes, I put my hands down right away, mumbling, “N-nothing.”He was totally laughing at me, the jerk. Frustration had me falling back on an old habit, and I kicked the door shut behind me unthinkingly.
Sergei’s eyes gleamed brighter.
Shit.My cheeks heated up as I realized I had practically thrown a tantrum in front of him.
“You’re sure everything’s fine?” His voice was oh-so-polite, but the way he was looking at me told me he was laughing at me.
I lifted my chin. “Totally fine.”
And it was.
I didn’t care what he thought of me anyway.