Page 40 of Sexting My Bratva Boss
Olena stands, the holster around her shoulders creaking as she does so. “You’ve made your point. Everyone knows she’s yours. Your men have their orders; she hasn’t been visited by anyone, right?”
“Aside from you?”
Her eyes flash now in anger, and I grunt back in annoyance, standing to pace the room. I despise how on edge I feel, how cornered.
I haven’t felt like this since I was new to the city and fighting my way up the chain of command.
Earning my scars. Earning my place. Sending money back home, only to be met by silence.
“They haven’t seen anyone following or watching her, no. What else have you found out about Sal Imperi?”
It wasn’t hard to find out his name, not when the idiot made enough of a scene for a neighbor to file a police report.
“It appears he’s known to them. For petty crimes in his youth, but larger issues recently. Only no charges have been pressed—he gets off every time. Same lawyer.” She gives me a knowing look.
“Haymond?”
Olena nods.
Ron Haymond is a lawyer in deep with Giuseppe Sartorre’s gang. He has a way of getting Giuseppe’s best men off the hook.Which means Sal Imperi, despite his greasy appearance, is more important than he looks.
It can’t be just a coincidence that he was dating Audrey just before she worked for me. But I can’t step into Sartorre’s territory and demand an answer; I need Audrey to give it up. To tell me just what kind of trouble she got herself into.
How else can I save her, if she won’t tell me the truth?
“Fine,” I agree, exhausted by the short argument and Olena’s rock steady will. “Leave and send in Gorbichov.”
Moments later, Allen Gorbichov enters. I give him a single order, with no explanation. He nods and executes it.
And then all hell breaks loose.
Hell is quite enticing.
Audrey stands in my office, fists clenched, breasts heaving beneath the flimsy polka dot blouse.
“How dare you.”
She’s already cursed me out, caused a scene. Even Lev turned his head once at her raised voice. My windows may frost as needed, but the room isn’t soundproof; I’ve never needed it to be becauseno onedisrespects me.
Until now.
“You can’t fire me Konstantin and use me as your fuck toy. You can’t have both!” She pushes a chair out of the way, stalking up to the desk, a wild look in her gorgeous eyes. I’m tempted to grab her throat and shut her up by covering those lush lips with my own.
“I’m not just going to take orders and let you destroy my life! I workedhardfor this, I’m good at my job. You know it, or you wouldn’t have hired me.”
Standing abruptly, I momentarily silence her with the movement. Audrey takes an involuntary step back.
“Do you want to know why I hired you?”
I round the desk, slowly. Composed.
She’s practically shaking with anger.
“I hired you because when I saw you at the construction site, I wanted to fuck your brains out. Right there, in the dirt.”
All the color drains from her face.
I step toward her, yanking her to me by the blouse. Several buttons pop off and bounce across my desk.