Page 125 of The Games of Madmen

It’s been a month since Adam hurt her, but she gave him that day and then erased him from her life and memory. She gave no energy to the trauma. I’ve never known anyone as strong as her.

“Dada,” Roza says, holding her arms out to Rodion. He beams like the sun, taking her from me. Turning in his arms, she reaches back to me. “Dada.”

“Oh my God.” Alyona holds a hand to her mouth.

“Come on, sweet girl,” Rodion says to Roza with a grin and takes her once more. He walks out of the room, kissing Alyona on the way past.

“What smells so good?” Alyona asks again.

I snatch her up, making her screech, and then dump us both on the couch.

“Yousmell good.”

“I’m not food,” she says coyly.

“You can be,” I taunt, moving down her body and dragging her tiny shorts off her legs.

“Z,” she gasps, and my dick thickens.

“Let me eat you and then you can have some of the lasagna Mrs. Potts put in the oven before she left,” I promise.

Spreading her legs, she tilts her pelvis. “Well, I suppose you haven’t worshipped today.”

I’d worship at her altar twenty-four fucking seven if I could.

With her pussy beckoning sinfully, her thighs squeeze together in prayer against my head. We both worship until she’s dripping against my lips.

“Am I interrupting?” an annoying voice asks, clearing their throat.

Alyona squeaks a startled noise, her knees crushing my skull as she tries to close her legs.

Growling, I wipe a hand over my mouth and glare at the irritating fucking parasite whose disturbed my meal. “Yes, you are.”

“Okay.” She twiddles her thumbs and doesn’t leave.

Biting back a laugh, Alyona pushes up on her elbows and looks over to Vika. “Everything okay?”

Turns out, once Maddox’s video went viral, thanks to the DJ selling it, Maddox realized it didn’t matter what his family or the world thought of him. He was rich, and that buys privilege and acceptance. So, he kicked Vika to the curb, and because there was a prenup in place, she didn’t have any money or anywhere to go. I would have allowed her to crawl back into the sewer where she came from, but Alyona has a tender heart, and we owed her for saving Alyona’s life. So, our pool house is now Vika’s living quarters. She’s like a fucking stray dog, though, and comes out when she smells food or sex.

“Oh God, who let you out of your cage?” Rodion grumbles with a shudder as he rejoins us. “Roza’s down for the night.”

“Can you putVikadown for the night? I was trying to take care of our woman when she crawled out of her hideout.”

Swatting me, Alyona says, “Play nice.”

“I was wondering if you were going to the club tonight. Isn’t Roman fighting?” Vika, leans against the door frame, trying to act nonchalant.

“No,” I bark, leaping over the couch and jabbing a finger in her direction. “Stay away from Roman. You’ve had your claws in enough good men and ruined them.”

“Rude.” She places a hand to her chest. Her gaze drops to my cock tenting my pants.

“True,” Rodion grunts as he walks over to Alyona and grins. “You’re naked from the waist down,moya lyubov.”My love.

“Eww, I’m going out. I’ll see you freaks later.” Vika waves over her shoulder.

“I hope not,” Rodion calls out.

“Stay away from the club, Vika,” I bark to her retreating form.