Page 39 of Owned Bratva Bride

“And how do you intend to do that?”

She smiled sweetly before emptying her champagne flute and leaning over to drop it on the table.

“I have a feeling you know what I’m talking about,” she whispered, her hand sliding down my chest.

I thought of the feeling of Marielle’s finger doing the same thing to me.

She hooked her finger into the buckle of my belt, and I dropped my glass on the table, trying to act unaffected.

“What do you say?” she asked, her hand gripping my semi-hard dick through my pants.

I held in a gasp.

With her lower lip between her teeth, she slid down on the chair.

Just as she bent with her mouth close to my zipper, Marielle’s face popped up.

Fuck!

I was crazy with anger and desire.

Here I was with a pretty lady willing to have me blow my load down her throat, and Marielle wouldn’t leave my mind.

It wasn’t this lady I wanted.

Furious with both my body and mind, I shot up to my feet.

“What’s the issue?” the lady asked, shocked.

“Gotta go.”

I went straight to my gym after changing out of my clothes.

With every weight I lifted and every string I pulled, I flushed out every thought of her from my mind.

By the time I left the gym, a quick shower and sleep were all I had on my mind.

It worked.

***

I was wrong.

I knew that as soon as I woke up on Saturday morning.

I found myself wondering what she was doing. I had to stop myself from going to the piano or just strolling down her hallway just to catch a glimpse of her.

She was taking up too much space in my head; it was dangerous.

Getting out of a mountain of paperwork early in the afternoon, I went to the study.

I was right in the middle of the study when I saw her.

Her turquoise blue joggers did nothing to hide the flair of her hips, and the tiny hot pink top brightened her beautiful face. Her hair was styled in a low ponytail that made her blonde hair swing behind her.

Her surprised expression morphed into one of daring defiance as her eyes landed on me. She didn’t slow down or stop walking; I didn’t either.

I couldn’t say if I extended my hand more than normal.