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CHAPTER 46

MIKHAIL

“There’s a few of us gathering at the club. Our Irish friends seem to want to carouse while they’re here, and Declan wants me to give him a tour. Feel like swinging by and bringing some of your guys in case things get…out of hand?” Enzo leans against the bar next to me.

None of Tatiana’s men haven’t shown, but for that matter, neither have Ivan’s.

Now that the spy has been taken care of, Enzo will have a lot of research to do in the coming days.

But tonight it’s just a party, and it’s nice to have a moment of normalcy.

Except Declan’s men getting rowdy near the band.

“Think it’s time?” I grin at Enzo. I wouldn’t mind getting Ana to his club. I know he saved me a room.

Enzo purses his lips with a slight lift of the corner of his mouth and nods. “We got some recon, might as well have some fun.”

“Do you actually cut loose and use any of those rooms?” I push the straw of my drink beneath my mask and finish it off.

Enzo shakes his head making a lock of his dark hair come loose and fall over his eyes. “No, there isn’t a woman left alive who can satisfy me.” He pauses, looking seriously into his own glass.

He lifts it, tilting towards me in a toast. “Here’s to finding your soulmate.” With a single swallow, he tosses the remainder down and sets it on the counter.

“I’ve never been to a club like that,” Ana whispers as Enzo walks away.

I pat the swell of her ass, smiling beneath my mask. “Don’t worry, iskorka, I promise you’ll enjoy it.”

Leading her towards the exit, I stop near my brother.

“Nikolai, round up Jax and Alexei. We’re heading to Enzo’s club as a little extra muscle in case Declan’s crew gets too rowdy.” I raise my eyebrows, hoping he gets what I’m suggesting.

“Ah, I’m there. Does he have rooms booked for us?” Nikolai grabs Mila and pulls her close, his hand straying suggestively down her snug dress.

“Yep. It’ll be nice to have a night off for once.” Leading Ana towards the limos, my cock hardens in my pants just thinking about what I’m going to do to her.

“Wow.” She marvels as we push into Ashes. “There’s so many people here.” She hugs herself a little tighter to me.

“Don’t worry, baby. We won’t hear anyone once we get inside.” I take a firm grip of her hand and guide her through the waiting crowd.

I’m glad to see Enzo so successful. Maybe one day he’ll find someone to make him truly happy in all of this.

But I’m not dwelling on him tonight.

My eyes are only focused on my beautiful wife.

As we enter the hallway, Enzo leading us through, I glance over and Ana’s eyes are darting all over the place. My cock twitches just thinking about the fun we can have in the private room.

Although after the events of the ball, I hope to fucking god no one stares at her ass.

We are here to stop a scene, not cause one. Not that I give a shit.

As we step inside, I lead her straight to the bar.

The Irish seem to be behaving, loud as hell, but not causing issues. Declan would be stupid to cause issues in my territory. Seeing as they’re here via invite for Enzo and club expansions.

After the explosion, we can’t be too safe. My father will go to any lengths to ruin us.

I nod to Declan as he rests his elbow up on the gold bar opposite. His striking pale blue eyes don’t so much as glance at Ana.

He knows as well as any other man in here not to. I give him a curt nod before ordering up a champagne for Ana and a shot of vodka for myself.

“Wait, can I have a vodka? I want something stronger.”

I pull her in front of me and cage her in against the bar.

“Make that two, please,” I shout to the bartender.

He slides them across the smooth wood and I toss down a few bucks.

Picking up both of the shot glasses, I hand one to Ana.

“Na zdorov’ye, to health.” I clink my drink against hers.

“Na zdorov’ye, to health,” she replies quietly. Damn, her soft Russian accent makes me want to throw her across the bar and ravish her.

Lifting up the bottom of my balaclava, I quickly toss the liquid in my mouth and let it burn down my throat, slamming the glass down.

Ana takes a small sip and coughs.

“Either swallow it all or spit it in my mouth. We don’t waste good vodka.”

She turns her nose up and hands me the shot.

“The smell of it is making me feel sick. I can’t.”

I tilt my head, this isn’t the first time in the last few days she’s complained about not feeling well. I’m glad the grin is hidden under my mask.

I toss back her shot. If I’m right, she doesn’t need alcohol anyways.

“Do you come here often?” she asks, batting her lashes.

I run my hands up her sides.

“Do you use that pick up line often, baby?” I whisper in her ear.

She shakes her head, running her palms up my chest. Fuck, just that touch alone sets me on fire.

“But to answer your question, I don’t. Only for work or to see Enzo. Not interested otherwise, only now if I’m bringing my hot as sin wife here to play with.” I wink and she blushes.

“Good boy.” She licks her lips and I pin her with a stare.

“Did I not teach you a good enough lesson about calling me that, hmm?”

She pouts at me and strokes her fingers through my curls.

“Maybe not, I guess. Maybe this student requires some extra lessons?”

“Fuck, Ana,” I groan.

Leaning in, I rest my chin on her shoulder, inhaling her floral perfume.

“I need to bury myself inside you now.”

She turns her head, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

“Lead the way, sir.”