Page 121 of Claim Me

Mikhail chuckled. “You know how family members can be. At this point, Vladimir, I think you can understand and accept why we won’t be doing business with your organization now or in the future. The Marengo resort will stay within the family holdings. Any further act of retaliation will be considered a full act of war, which I’m certain you don’t want.”

He continuously glanced at the bag on the floor. At some point, blood would begin to seep through, staining his Persian rug. “Iam sorry for what my son and my nephew have done. They will be punished for their egregious actions.”

I pushed Drake forward. “I’ll allow you to handle Mr. Carlisle as well, although I hope you’ll find it in your heart to forgive him as I have. He has a family, which is important to all of us.” My voice was dripping of sarcasm.

“Yes, very true.”

“And don’t worry,” I added. “We’ve handled the only punishment that will be doled out for the horrific act performed on Ms. Valentine. You know what they say, an eye for an eye. Thank you for your time. I would say it was a pleasure, but I’d be lying.”

Had we taken a chance leaving Rurik’s body for his father? Perhaps, but as with all things worthwhile, the risk was worth the reward. In this case, justice served.

For now…

In the three days since our visit with Popov, he’d laid low. I’d heard him scream, cursing in Russian while we’d left his house. There hadn’t been a single attempt to stop us from leaving or any retaliation. Of course, it was only a matter of time, although after tonight, it would take him ten to twenty years to get around to it.

“Why are you looking so smug?” Marissa asked from beside me.

We were headed to the airport. We’d return for Charlie’s celebration of life when necessary, but for now, I’d be given the opportunity to show her around Vegas.

“Me? Smug?” I signed the letters and she choked, also signing her answer, which I repeated. “Yes, you, Mister Savage. I think I need to remind you who’s boss.” Unable to help myself, I yanked her over my lap, immediately bringing my hand down her rounded bottom.

“Stop. You’re horrible,” she moaned, wiggling to the point my cock was engorged within seconds.

“Yes, I am. I don’t think you need to keep reminding me.” I glanced ahead at the back of Ryker’s head. He’d offered to drive us to the airport. Stefano had offered to remain behind to begin the search for another general manager. With his expertise, the place would be in great hands.

Maybe I didn’t mind the Costa alliance any longer. Without Alessandro’s help, I could have lost her.

She was so resilient, her strength something I admired greatly. However, she would always be mischievous.

“We’re not alone,” she hissed.

“No, we are not, but I don’t think Ryker will mind. Will you?”

He grumbled his answer and immediately turned on the radio to hide the sound.

I cracked my hand down a few more times, enjoying her moans and whimpers.

Sadly, my cock couldn’t take it much longer and I’d need to control myself for at least a couple of hours during the flight. I wasn’t entirely certain that was possible.

“Ouch. Let me go,” she pleaded, even as she ground against my cock.

After issuing four more, I threw a look toward the front of the car and slipped my hand under her dress.

When she stiffened, I slid one finger under the elastic of her thong. “So wet.”

“I’ll get you for this.”

Maybe I was a bad boy, but she’d awakened so many emotions and desires within me I couldn’t seem to get enough of her. I pumped a few times before realizing we were only a couple of miles from the airport. What was nice was that the private airfield was close to the port. We’d be able to see the fireworks before we took off.

Marissa sighed, brushing hair from her heated face as soon as I eased her onto the seat. The late afternoon sun provided a perfect setting to catch the warm blush cresting across her jaw. My God, the woman was so beautiful.

“What am I going to do with you?” she murmured.

“Anything you want. Isn’t that what you told me before?” I slipped my juice-soaked fingers into my mouth, savoring the taste of her as I would a lollypop. “Perfect like cherries.”

A sly smile crossed her face and she didn’t bother seeing if Ryker was paying any attention before wrapping her long fingers around my dick.

“Oh, you are a very mean woman.”