Page 8 of Plus-Size Bratva Bride

For a brief moment, I envision myself doing exactly that.

I could get a knife from the kitchen and crawl into his bed. He would wake up choking and gagging, drowning in his own blood.

A grin flitters across my face.

It would be satisfying, but too quick.

Then the idea of crawling into his bed sticks in my mind and I can’t get the feel of his broad, solid, sculpted, muscular chest out of my head. And those arms. Holy fuck. He must work out like every single day.

Dammit, Jade. What the fuck?

I huff loudly and roll over to bury my face against the pillow.

Just go to sleep. The plan worked. That’s all that matters. Tomorrow is going to be a big day. I can’t slip up at any point. I have to stay on my game the entire time. I need rest to get that right.

This freaking dress is so tight though.

I sit up in the bed and wiggle myself out of it, pulling it off over my head, I throw it to the floor and snuggle back down in the blankets, wearing nothing but my black lace panties.

It’s not like anyone else is here to see and I generally wake up early, so I’ll just put the dress back on before Radmir wakes up.

It takes me a while to fall asleep because I can’t believe I’m actually here and the plan has worked so far.

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In the morning, I wake up to an unfamiliar scent. It’s… Oh, it’s him. I can smell him on my skin from when he held me last night.

I scrunch my nose, annoyed at how good it smells. Throwing the blankets off myself I climb out of bed, steppingover my dress and heading towards the bathroom because I need to pee too badly to worry about anything else.

I glance in the mirror, rubbing my eyes and noticing how messy my mascara got from my fake tears. I wash my face and run my fingers through my rather wild hair, then walk back into the room.

Except, Radmir is standing in the doorway holding a cup of coffee and I notice him too late.

I’m standing next to the bed in nothing, but my panties and his eyes are taking in all of me.

Our eyes lock and my cheeks flush red. His eyes are fired up with desire that is turning me on.

He sucks his cheeks in and quickly turns his back on me. “I’m sorry,” he mutters quickly. “I thought you would still be asleep—dressed… Um, I made you some coffee.”

I giggle a little, enjoying him squirming, and rather liking how he looked at me. I run over to the bed and pull the blankets up over myself as I sit against the headboard.

“You can turn around now,” I say, with the blankets tucked in beneath my arms, wrapped over my breasts.

He grins as he walks towards me and that smile sends a shiver through me. How the hell does someone so evil get to be so fucking gorgeous? Something is not right with the world. This man has to be the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my entire life.

He sets my coffee down on the bedside table. Then leans down to scoop my dress up off the floor. He hangs it over a chair in the corner of the room. “I’ll have them dry clean that for you. In the meantime, I sent one of my men out to get yousome clothes this morning, he should be back in the next fifteen minutes.”

“What time is it?” I stammer, confused about how I slept so late.

“Nearly nine. Listen, Jade, we need to talk.”

I bite my lip, wrapping my fingers around the coffee mug, strumming my nails against it nervously. I hope he isn’t going to tell me I have to leave.

“Your hair matches your nails. It’s beautiful.” He chuckles, a deep sound that sends a current of curiosity through me.

“Is that what you wanted to talk about?” I smile innocently.

He smirks. “No, uh, Jade, I think it's best if you stay with me for a while. If you go home, they will know where to find you and the Enzos are not good guys. They will hurt you to keep their lives a secret. So, I need you to stay with me for a while. At least until we can get you out of the city, or somewhere else. Safe.“

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