Page 18 of Forbidden Bratva Virgin

“I didn’t know he was throwing a party. He called in at the last minute. Happy?”

She shook her head. “Not happy, Miron.”

“Goddamnit, woman.” My patience was thinner than a thread, and I wanted to slam the pillow against something to just have some fucking peace of mind. “You’ve been away for three fucking months. I’m not going to just pick up the darn phone to have you hop on a plane to California for Damien’s fuck-gathering.”

Her icy expression immediately melted into a puddle of widened eyes and puckering lips. She blew out a long breath and softly dropped on my thighs before cupping my face with both hands.

“On my father’s business, baby. I’ve been away on business. You know he wanted me there in person to monitor the cargoes. And you know I don’t like it when you get mad at me. I just…missed you, Miron. And coming here, seeing that girl curled up in your arms, made me so fucking angry, I wanted to—”

“Did you get your father to agree with the clothing line idea?”

Alina’s mouth clamped shut. “What?”

She had a jealous rage that ticked off at the slightest signal, and if I didn’t stop her from talking, that rage would have only had more fuel fed to it. I needed to take her mind off Genevieve and any other trigger that would disturb the remaining hours of my night.

“The clothing line. The last time we talked, you mentioned it. You didn’t want my help to start because your father didn’t agree. So, did you talk to him?”

“I did,” she said. “He said he’ll think about it. He’s more concerned about the wedding.”

“Okay. We’ll talk about it after the wedding, then.”

When she smiled, the light returned to her brown eyes, and something elevated in my chest. It was a tiny flutter, like a weight lifted, ushering something even bigger—like the sudden urge to draw her closer.

Which I did.

I wrapped an arm around her waist and dragged her closer to my chest so her soft ass was pressed to my dick. In return, she wound her arms around my neck and giggled like a teenager. The warmth of her breath against my jaw and the familiar scent wafting between us made me reconsider shifting panties.

“I know what you’re doing. You’re trying to distract me.”

“Is it working?” I pressed a kiss to her jawline and the delicate curve of her shoulder blade.Soft,just as I remembered. My fingers traveled into her hair, and she shivered in my arms.

Her grin grew wider. “It is.”

“Good. Because I don’t like getting mad at you, too.”

Alina kissed my cheeks and pulled back, her happiness twinkling in her eyes, and they had never been clearer than this. There was a saying that the eyes were the windows to a person’s soul. Every time I looked into Alina’s, I knew it was true. She held back nothing. She always wore her heart on her sleeve, allowing me in, permitting me to see the immense effect I had on her—shades of her the world will never see.

Not me.

I didn’t even think I had a soul, much more a heart to bear. But she was content, knowing that, with a wedding in close view, I was locked in for her.

I brought her closer, peppering chaste kisses from her forehead to her throat. Her scent was intoxicating, stoking the embers and making me grow hot and impatient all over. The fabric of her dress was cut low, baring the smooth pumps of cleavage, and I ventured lower to graze each one with my teeth.

“I missed you.”

She arched her back, pressing her chest flush against my face, and long, slender fingernails combed through my hair, drawing a sharp breath from me.

“I missed you, too, Miron.”

There was no point asking, but I knew she’d want me to. “How did you know I was here in Cali?”

“You know I have my ways.” I agreed; she did have her ways, but I didn’t bother to press. “And coming inside was pretty easy when everyone knows you’re Miron Yezhov’s fiancée.”

“Has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?”

Cupping her ass, I lifted her legs and spread them on either side of my thigh so that she straddled me. I didn’t have to touch between her legs; she was wet. With Alina, fucking was always easy. Sometimes, too easy.

I tipped her chin.

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