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Miki was just ying moundst night

Thonid he was. Abst

a the whole cái ter thing

Biches white t sien the way his eyes darkened when I said no, Lalso saw the way he’d respected it. Pulled away with a smirk and a raised brow like we were ying a game of chicken neither of us wanted to end.

Still, at the rate we met going? That was probably next on the Est

4 bit demen an my lower lip as I settled into the smooth leather seat of the limousine. The red dress stretched just slightly when I crossed my legs, the

cool against my skin. N ki satanoss homine, his legs sprawled wide, one arm thrownrily over the backrest as he sipped something amber from a crystal pins that looked elder than may entire wardrobe,

Hevesicked toward me from under hisshes.

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“Why are you so horns all the time?” Lasked, narrowing my eyes at him.

The man hadthe audacity to look wounded. His brows lied as he swirled the drink in his ss, voice drenched in mock offense. “All the time? It’s been

houn

i had been hours since we got off the private jet–because of course, bthe /bbastard had a private jet and not even ten minutes had passed from take off to me getting paned on the in fight bad. That stupid decadent bedroom tucked into the tail end of the ne, with ckout shades and silk sheets that had no business being that soft

had marks on my thighs from where he’d gripped them. Still felt sore in the way that made my spine tingle every time I shifted my legs.

Haned in suddenly, and before I could flinch, his lips brushed my ear. “Don’t act like you didn’t love every second of it. How’s it feel,” his breath was wam, his woice low, “being part of the mile high bclub/bb, /bMrs. Vetrov?”

When had he gotten so close?

My eyes widenedb, /bband /bI turned away fast, only to feel his teeth grase the shell of my ear before biting down–bhard/b. A shiver ran down my back, entirely involuntary.

I bbarely /bmanaged to push out a weak protest. “We’re not having sex with the driver in the front.”

“The divider’s up,” he said, like that was supposed to help.

Heughed a deep, rich thing that vibrated bin /bmy chest. “Still got a little morality left, do you?” His fingers slid slowly across my waist, down the side bof /bmy thigh, bunching up the dress as he whispered,I thought I lucked that out of you earlier. bDo /byou think the flight attendant didn’t hear you moaning on mytock like a whore??

My entire body went still. He rose up my neck, blooming bover /bmy cheeks and ears like wildfire. The velvet of the bdress /bclung to my thighs, and I felt the telitale wetness starling to bsoak /bthrough thece panties underneath

Ieded to stop hom

The dress had just been steamed And the silver and ruby jewelry set Niki bpicked /bout for me–subtle but expensive–looking–glinted under the soft

interior lights of the top, dele’t want to walk into a formal banquet looking like just gotten linger fucked in the backseat of a limousine

mone immediately. Like I’d pressed a button

The decimus smule remained on his face, but his hands dropped from my waist without profest. We both knew the rule now when I called him Niko, meant dent Map rmined to But when fused his full name Niki he listened

sumpoken boundary. A kind of twisted tant we’d established in the past week

maned back, looking entirely to satisfied with himsell. “As you wish

Ged, he was infuriating

Tran a hand put my neck, my fingers brushing over concrated hickeys. A shameful little thrill moved through me. I’d let him do it. I’d asked him to. Over and over. I can’t want to think about what that said about me

The werd par

I was starting to think it wasn’t enough. Like he was corrupting ine.

– I never thought I’d be the kind of girl who begged to be hurt. Who liked being told she was a mess, that looked like one, that I was made for his cock. But

somewhere between our fourth and fith night together, I realized: Thad a thing. A very specific, filthy little thing

Pain Degradation Praiseced with cruelty.

And the worst part? He knew.

He was turning me into someone I didn’t recognize.

I didn’t know what scared me more that I was letting bit /bhappen… or that I didn’t want it to stop.

Last night, he’d said something that echoed in my brain now.

How do you expect me to go back to normal sex after this?

Hwallowed hard.

was going to do when this was over?

bI /bsupposed to find someone else! Some normal bguy /bwho didn’t own ba /bprivate jet? Who didn’t fuck like he’d spent ten years thinking about exactly how to break mel

I stared out the linted window, the city lights flickering across the ss.

Maybe I was bing a manist like him. A sex addict.

Maybe I liked it.

The limo slowed to a slop, and a secondter the driver’s voice came throu

through the inte.

exhaled sknly

Niki sat down his ss and adjusted his bjacket/b. The air shifted between us instantly–like he’d flipped a switch inside himself. The hunger in his eyes

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tofficial outing an my wife,” he said, “People will stare, Seme will smile to your face and insult you behind your back,

Don’t let it get

Auchind me, eyes unreadable. “My father will be there. Probably Demitritoo

My jaw tightened, but i forced myself toned again. “Thigured

both second out of the lim

The night air was crisp, sharp against my skin as emerged, I reached for Niki’s arm instinctively, and he offered it, his fingers curling around mine as he guided me un the carpeted stair

My hair was twiged into a low bun, clipped in ce with a

nude enough for the kind of crowd we were walking in that matched the ruby’s at my throat and ears. The set was delicate, just barely

Niki had insisted that i wear the red dress bbecause /bit looked amazing on me. But at the end of the day he’d left the decision on me. I could choose the

i dress fromst night or the bred /bone.

I was still getting used to all of this. To wearing things that weren’t jeans and a hoodie in public. But ultimately, I went with Niki’s choice and wore the

But now, standing in the marble vestibule of a guttering ballroom surrounded by people who looked like they’d eaten caviar since infancy, I suddenly felt

The banquet hall doors were already open, light spilling out across polished floors. A man in a navy zer greeted us with a strained smile, murmured something in Russian, and gestured busin/b.

Loon’t have time to brace myself.

Niki’s father found bus /bfirst

“Ah.” he said, voice smooth and too loud. “Niki”

He approached with a firm handshake, dressed in a three piece ck suit with gold cufflinks, his remaining bsalt /band pepper hair slicked back.

He eyes were sharp.

Ho smo? Fake

And as tesped Nikota’s hand and pulled him in for a stiff shoulder–hug… he looked straight through me.

bDidn’t /bspeak to me. Didn’t acknowledge m

ade of smoke

falood thereb, /bdumbstruck, for a hall second too long

Then my grip on Niki’s arm tightened,