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The next day I surprisingly awoke to no new messages or calls.

Sevan hadn't reached out, and it felt as if yesterday never even fucking happened.

But I knew she was aware of the mess I left behind in that hotel room.

And knowing her she probably fucking enjoyed it.

Which irritated me even more.

I played this all wrong, and I know it.

She got the reaction she wanted from me, so automatically she wins.

Just not for long.

And knowing she would inevitably drag me along on the plans she made for us, I decided to dress properly.

Very properly.

Instead of deciding to tease her with a small amount of clothing, I decided to do the opposite.

I pulled on a white dress that clung to my body, da—but the length touched past my knees.

Then I wore matching white stockings and high-heeled boots, knowing how she likes to take my heels off and keep my feet in her lap.

Lastly, I left my hair down and settled for neutral makeup—grabbing a white trench coat lined with fur.

My girls immediately greeted me upon exiting my room, causing me to lean down and pet them.

And after scratching under their chins and behind their ears, I leaned up and walked over to the stairs that they both followed me down.

The air was silent throughout the lower level of the house—minus the soft chatter I heard spilling out of the dining room.

Which I made it to only moments later, irritatingly growing confused when I noticed Sevan's lack of presence.

I assumed she would be here already.

It's good that she's not.

"Via, good morning," Yuri said as he stood from his chair with Arina.

I nodded once, "Very good morning," I said, taking Sevan's absence as a good omen.

"Very good?" Arina purposely questioned as she eyed me curiously, "You are happier today," she pointed out.

I rolled my eyes in response, "Only because you leave for school," I said, waving her off.

Arina smiled, "Da, I get away from you for a few hours," she added, walking out of the dining room with Yury who limped by her side—awkwardly waving at me with a smile.

Until soon they were out of the room, leaving me with my right-hand men.

Ivan had finished eating, but Nikolai was focused on his bowl of fruit.

"Tell me the plans for today," I said, sitting down at the head of the table where my Xanax waited for me with a glass of water.

Which I immediately took, knowing I would fucking need it today.

"We go check on loading docks and make sure shipment gets distributed today," Nikolai explained as he sat his fork down in the bowl.

I nodded once, "Tell me my agenda," I said, wondering what I could do while I waited for Sevan to do one of her random fucking pop-ins.

"We were told to leave your day open," Nikolai said, tilting his head at me.

And I couldn't help but draw in the deepest fucking breath of my life—before calmly letting it out.

"Not by me," I said, forcing my voice to remain steady rather than irritated.

Because I know exactly who told them to keep my day open.

The fucking nerve she has I swear.

"Da, you didn't tell us but the executor—"

"I eat breakfast alone," I cut him short, glancing away from them as I began scooping eggs onto my plate.

And given how visibly tense I looked, both Nikolai and Ivan stood up without a word to say.

They only silently left the room, leaving me behind with my frustration.

But I needed a game plan and fucking quickly.

I can't keep showing that I'm irritated.

She wants that.

And I can't ignore her because then she'll know I'm irritated with her.

So instead, I'll do something she'll least expect.

I'll be... nice.

I immediately nodded at my idea, finally focusing on my breakfast now that I had a game plan.

One she won't expect either.

Which left me satisfied, eating my breakfast with content as I requested my usual glass of vodka.

I took the time to properly savor the burning liquid, basking in the fire it struck down my throat.

Until I suddenly stood up from my chair—which just so happened to be the same time that Sevan walked into the room.

Her dark hair was gelled away from her sharp bare face, wearing baggy jeans and a dark denim jacket with a loose t-shirt underneath.

I forced the biggest grin on my lips, which naturally made Sevan's brows furrow, eyeing me as I approached her.

"Hi malyshka," I said, happily throwing my arms around her.

Sevan blinked almost slowly as she analyzed my face—specifically my lips spread into a smile and revealing my teeth.

I hated it.

But it was necessary.

"Good morning..." Sevan trailed off, still eyeing my lips, "How was your morning? Did you do anything interesting?"

I smiled wider, knowing her words were code for, you're smiling so what the fuck did you do?

I hummed as I ran my hands up her back, "My morning was good—I waited for you," I decided to say, leaning in closer to her and pressing a brief kiss to her lips.

Which only confused Sevan more.

And I swear I wanted to fucking laugh.

But I refrained.

"You waited for me?" Sevan repeated my words in emphasis, now bringing her hands up to cup my cheeks.

And as she stared into my eyes and gently moved my head from left to right, I suddenlylaughed.

Unfortunately so.

The sound was soft and echoed around us for longer than I preferred.

But I knew it would only add to her confusion.

"What are you doing?" I murmured with a growing smile, pressing my body closer to hers as her familiar cologne gathered around me.

Sevan only shook her head as she analyzed my eyes, leaning down even closer to me, "Just making sure you don't have a concussion," she said, gently smoothing her thumb across my cheek, "I heard about the hotel room so—"

"Oh da—I was very mad," I cut her short, closing the space between our faces to kiss her lips again, which was annoyingly from my own genuine desire, "Very very mad at you Sevan."

Sevan raised a brow, slowly letting go of my face, "And now what are you?" she asked in clarification, her dark eyes analyzing every inch of my face.

I shrugged happily for once, "I move past it," I said, pulling my arms away from her waist, "Now we leave da?"

Sevan hummed, nodding almost hesitantly as I walked past her, "Yes... we leave," she said, following behind me out of the dining room.

And as we walked down the hallway toward the front double doors, Sevan kept a respectful distance from me.

Until we were seated in the backseat of the car—where she found a way to unzip my boots and drape my legs across her lap.

And I sat silently with a content expression for once.

Meanwhile, Sevan kept sneaking glances at me, looking beyond fucking confused with what she was witnessing.

And I swear I loved every fucking second of it.

"Where are you taking me malyshka?" I whispered, reaching over to gently grab one of her hands.

Sevan hummed as she eyed my face for the hundredth time now, "It's a surprise," she said, which earned a nod instead of a rebuttal from me, making Sevan tilt her head slightly.

But that only furthered my own amusement—even if I was curious about where she had taken me.

Especially since we're far out of the city.

I expected I would get to kill someone again or maybe help her with business.

Instead, we pulled in front of a historic building, parking by the dramatic fountain.

Which naturally confused me, especially as I got out of the car and eyed the building even more.

"There are too many eyes in the city," Sevan briefly explained, sliding her arm around my waist as she guided us toward the small set of steps.

"Too many eyes?" I clarified, tilting my head as we made it to the entrance.

"We couldn't shop for this in public so I had them set it up here," Sevan said as she opened one of the double doors for me.

Shop?

What requires privacy to shop?

Lingerie?

I let out a content sigh as we entered the warm building—where her guards remained put at the entrance, leaving us to walk over to the staircase.

Which later led to a hallway that Sevan patiently guided me down.

Meanwhile, I felt almost anxious—wondering what was behind the doors at the end of the hallway.

And with each step I grew even more impatient, practically holding my fucking breath when we finally made it to the set of doors.

Which I opened for once, beating Sevan to the handle.

The brightness of the room nearly glowed against us, especially with the curtains drawn open and the snowy landscape outside.

Every inch of the marble floors shined under the towering chandeliers, noticing the long tables organized against one of the walls.

And on the tables sat—

Toys?

Like vibrators and dildos of different types, colors, and sizes.

What the fuck?

"I want you to pick out the first one I use on you," Sevan explained as her dark eyes nearly burned into the side of my face, gauging my reaction.

And for once was a little taken aback.

But I quickly pushed it away and smiled instead.

Actually grinning—I grinned instead.

"I like this very much malyshka," I said, even if I knew this was all a big fucking power move.

But she can't win.

"Good baby," Sevan murmured, leaning down to press a brief kiss to my temple.

I forced a hum, walking away from her toward the table to analyze the different toys.

Sevan followed behind me, almost watching me like some animal in a fucking zoo.

Except I refused to give her the show she wanted.

"I think this one will feel very good," I said, grabbing the navy blue dildo and pressing one of the buttons.

Which immediately made it start vibrating, invading the silent air.

"What position do you want?" I purposely asked Sevan, eyeing her face as I turned off the dildo in my hand.

Sevan's jaw visibly tightened, eyeing me for one brief silent moment.

Until she took a large step toward me, closing the gap between us and roughly grabbing my waist.

Which naturally made my lips part, inaudibly gasping.

"I want you like this," Sevan murmured, pressing her hand firmly to my lower back as she tugged one of my legs around her waist.

I forced a hum, tilting my head back to meet her dark eyes, "I arch more," I corrected her, curving my body even deeper into hers.

And I had to fight away the smile threatening to grow on my lips when Sevan's jaw managed to grow tighter with restraint.

Especially as she eyed my body pressed to hers.

"Yeah but with your behavior—I might prefer you on your knees with your hands tied behind your back," Sevan calmly said, making a fire bubble in my lower stomach as she dropped my leg from around her waist and turned back to the table.

Where she grabbed one of the longer dildos.

Quite long actually.

And I hate to fucking admit it, but fuck is this all turning me on.

But that's what she wants.

She wants me to ask her to touch me.

But I won't.

"This would look really good going in and out of you," Sevan murmured, eyeing the long dildo as she ran her fingers across the smoothness of it, "You seem to like it rough."

I felt my jaw naturally tighten, subtly pressing my thighs together and hoping Sevan couldn't fucking notice.

"We get that one then," I said, walking over to the table and setting the dildo back down.

Sevan hummed in response as she sat the dildo back down—and grabbed one of the vibrators designed for your clit.

"Come here, Zinovia," Sevan calmly said as she turned the vibrator on.

I eyed her for a moment—until she suddenly glanced up from the vibrator and raised a demanding brow at me.

So took a small step closer to her, leaving a few inches of space between us.

Sevan grabbed my waist in response, tugging me closer and closing the space between us entirely.

I drew in a deep breath as I naturally glanced down to her hand—which slowly trailed the vibrator up my thigh.

I unconsciously clenched my jaw, "Sevan," I forced out, watching as she edged higher and higher.

It made knots tie in my lower stomach, anticipating her hand slipping under my dress.

Until she passed right where I irritatingly needed her most.

And moved up to my stomach?

I suddenly glanced away from her roaming hand and met her dark eyes.

Which were already pinpointed on me, gauging the reaction she easily fucking got from me.

Especially as she drew closer and closer—

To my breasts.

"Sevan," I said breathlessly, my voice tight with frustration as she circled the vibrator against me.

Which immediately caused my hands to press against her firm stomach, making Sevan's grip on my waist tighten in response as she quickened her pace against me.

And I could feel my nipples easily harden under the vibration that she firmly traced around my covered nipple—but luckily it couldn't be seen with the bra I wore.

Still, it left my legs pressed tightly together and an irritating wetness ruining my underwear.

And Sevan visibly enjoyed every fucking second of it, especially with my nails naturally digging into her stomach as I held her stare with nothing but frustration.

"Works pretty good doesn't it baby?" Sevan asked me, slowly pulling the vibrator away against my body's silent pleads.

I forced a tight hum, "It does," I said, trying to push my arousal as far away as possible.

"Good because we're getting them all," Sevan determined with a content sigh, setting the vibrator back on the table.

I furrowed my brows, "All of them?" I clarified.

Sevan immediately nodded, "I want to use them all on you—one isn't enough for me, Zinovia," she briefly explained, eyeing all the toys spread out on the table.

I pressed my legs tighter together, fighting the neediness that her words drew from inside of me.

"You told me to choose one," I pointed out, crossing my arms over my chest.

Sevan suddenly glanced away from the table, meeting my light eyes, "For the first time, yes," she clarified, openly eyeing my face as a slow smirk grew on her lips, "But there's going to be multiple times baby."

I remained silent for once, unsure of what to even fucking say—much less string proper words together.

Especially when Sevan took a subtle step toward me.

And then another.

And one last large one, immediately reaching for my waist and closing the space between us.

I clenched my jaw as she roughly gripped me further into my body, leaning down toward my face as I unconsciously tilted my head back.

But Sevan passed my face instead, leaning down into my ear.

"I don't want you to have thestrength to walk when I'm done with you—much less crawl baby," Sevan carefully whispered into my ear, running her hands up the sides of my body.

I unconsciously hummed when she pressed a soft kiss below my ear.

And then another to the crook of my neck that her teeth nipped out, drawing a whimper from my throat.

"I liked seeing your favorite though," Sevan assured me, pulling back from my neck to eye my face.

I forced a tight smile, leaning up to briefly kiss her lips as I desperately pretended to be unaffected by her.

But I swear my legs felt tense from squeezing them together so fucking much, and I could suddenly feel an ache drawing between my legs.

"If you ever get to use it, that is," I purposely murmured, pulling back from her with an innocent smile.

That she openly eyed, specifically my lips spread into a smile—drawing in a deep breath at the sight of me.

I gasped slightly as soon as her hand came into contact with my ass, leaving a warm stinging sensation behind.

"Keep fucking smiling at me like that, Zinovia," Sevan said, her words holding nothing but a warning.

I hummed contently, "Spank me again and I might," I purposely murmured, tilting my head at her in challenge.

Which naturally made Sevan shake her head at me, openly eyeing me from head to toe.

"We're going to the car," Sevan suddenly determined, which made my brows unconsciously raise.

Something that Sevan immediately noticed, causing an amused smile to grow on her lips.

"I'm still not touching you," she clarified, slipping her arm around my waist as we walked back over to the double doors.

"Good," I mumbled, even if it weirdly made something sink in my lower stomach.

I fucking hate her.

"And you're not touching me either," Sevan clarified.

Which easily offended the fuck out of me.

Something that I knew she wanted.

But I still didn't bother hiding my reaction, openly side-eyeing her with a narrowed look.

"Idi na khuy," I mumbled the words fuck you in Russian as I crossed my arms over my chest.

Sevan hummed, "I would, but I'm not done teasing you yet," she countered back as we walked down the hall.

Which naturally made me roll my eyes, feeling my jaw tighten from her words.

For once I might just be contemplating if challenging her was worth it.