Page 98 of Kiss of Seduction

Evie didn’t doubt that. But the concern rising in her chest was there no less.

“Are you sure?”

A flash of annoyance went over Natalya’s face. “Yes, Evie. I’m sure.”

“I haven’t seen you since yesterday,” Evie said weakly. “And I just… I don’t want you to get hurt.”

Though the words were true enough, there was more to them than just worry. Evie felt the same strange tenseness she had in the dance studio. A churning feeling in her stomach of not wanting Natalya to leave. It was similar to how she’d felt when she first got to Chicago. Missing her presence.

When a knowing smile crept onto Natalya’s face, it was obvious she’d noticed a hidden meaning in what Evie had said.

“Is that all?” Natalya took a step closer. Even with the heavy smell of sweat and alcohol permeating the club, her signature scent of lavender was unmistakable. “Seems like you’re feeling a little needy, darling.”

Her tone was cursedly effective, switching Evie’s worrying into a far less innocent emotion. She hadn’t been prepared to see Natalya like this. High on the excitement from dancing.

“I’m not needy,” she whispered. It sounded like a lie. She only realized it was so when the words were already out.

“And now you’re lying too.” Natalya’s eyes shined. “That’s not very polite, is it?”

Her gaze trailed over Evie’s body. She lingered on her bare stomach and her cleavage. Finally, on her mouth, and then back to her eyes.

With Natalya looking at her like that, Evie’s throat tied into a knot. No noise could come out.

“Stay near the bar, Drago,” Natalya said, not looking away from Evie.

“Yes, Natalya,” Drago rumbled. His attention was still on Sam.

“I have a little while before I have to go.” Natalya cocked her head, looking like a predator who had cornered prey. “And I’d like a moment alone with Evie. If she has the time.”

By her tone, Evie had a feeling about what she wanted to do with that time. Though Natalya was busy, she always made sureto be with Evie for at least a few hours each day. Some days they just talked. Most days, they didn’t.

Natalya was insatiable, and Evie didn’t mind one bit. Especially not when she held Evie in her arms afterward, sending calm into her body. But it had all happened in the apartment. Never so publicly.

“Sure,” Evie said finally. “Yeah, that’s… that’s no problem.”

Natalya guided her through the club towards a set of steel stairs leading to an observation platform high above. Red rope marked the area as off-limits. Natalya opened it and led Evie up the stairs.

When they made it to the platform, Evie was surprised at what she saw. Facing the railing were two steel thrones. Behind the seats, out of view from the club below, was a chest and a set of couches.

“What’s this for?” Evie had to speak loudly to overpower the music. Then she froze as Natalya moved up behind her.

“Privacy.” Her mouth was right by Evie’s ear. The desire in her voice was more than obvious, and it destroyed any interest Evie had for where they were. She didn’t care. She only cared about that voice.

“You think I’ve been neglecting you today?” Natalya’s voice was easily heard, even with the blaring music. “By how you were staring down below, you obviously think so. And then you lie to me when you know I have business elsewhere. You thought your neediness was more important than my responsibilities, so you acted impolite in order to make me stay.”

That hadn’t quite been her intention. But it became it the second Natalya had looked at her with such obvious want in her eyes.

“Well… it worked, didn’t it?” Evie managed to keep her voice calm through the first few words, but then Natalya’s fingerstrailed down her arm, shooting sparks of delight through her body. It made her voice quiver.

“So you admit you were trying to manipulate me?” Natalya chuckled. “Bad girl.”

Chapter 27

Natalya enjoyed feeling Evie tremble. Feeling her breath turn uneven, hearing it shudder out past her lips. Making her sweat.

Telling her she’d beenbadsummoned all those things in her with such swiftness, Natalya was disappointed in herself that she hadn’t noticed this shortcut of Evie’s before.

“Do you know what happens tobad girls?” Natalya pressed her fingers into Evie’s skin, making a pleasurable zap go through her body. It made Evie jerk in response. Then it made her sigh as the pleasure didn’t lessen. “Badgirls get punished.”