Page 7 of Sexting My Bratva Boss
So, this is my home now—America. I’ve built an empire on this asphalt, expanded further than I ever imagined. My reach knows no bounds. This very week I have men negotiating in China for a megatower, connecting our arms deal to the far east.
It’s what I should be thinking about, that deal, and the expansion of my holdings.
Instead, I’m picturingher. Spread out on this very table, nipples hard from the cold steel, soft skin rippling with pleasure as I pound into her over and over.
As I make her beg, for forgiveness, for more, for mercy.
Audrey Wolfe.
Dropping my head into my hands, I try to fight off the snippets of her that my mind has saved up. Later, alone in the shower, they’ll come back. I’ll fist my cock to fantasies of yanking one of those little dresses up, exposing her ass, making her cry out as the belt leaves a red mark.
She needs to be punished.
No longer plagued by thoughts of my childhood, I return to the study and pull open a drawer. Inside is a folder—one given to me by Duscha, so loyal and conniving, so jealous and ambitious.
It was she who noticed Audrey’s mistake. Not that it’s her job to check the other accountants’ work.
I never trusted her,she’d snarled in my office when everyone had gone home. She’d begged a meeting with me via Olena, who I was surprised gave in and agreed.
Women.
Always trying to destroy one another.
Little did Duscha know, she gave me the very thing I needed to bring Miss Wolfecloser.To get a tighter grip on her.
“What am I going to do with you?” I murmur, turning a page slowly to stare down at her personnel file.
Her home address is listed there, an apartment. Small, probably, but good enough. Something for her to be proud of.
“I could give you so much more.”
But first… she needs to be punished.
She needs to give me what I’m owed. Or I can take it from her.
Somewhere in the office my phone buzzes dully. I find it hidden beneath today’s suit jacket, but it’s not my personal phone; it’s my business phone.
The one with every important employee’s number in it.
The one for emergencies.
Her full name and position appear atop the message:Audrey Lauren Wolfe, Head Accountant.
The message itself… well, it has my attention. And makes it even more clear that I need to break her.
Watch her eyes fill with hate as I fill her with my seed.
Audrey Wolfe will give me what I really want.
A child.
Chapter 3
Audrey
“Are you up for going to Sottovoce? I could use something to take the edge off.”
Chrissy pauses on the sidewalk, a look of surprise on her face. “Really? Youneverwant to go out after work.”