Page 78 of Cruel Russian Monster
“Hey, malishka,” he growled quietly over the phone, sending shock waves through my body.
It was at that moment that I realized I wanted to tell him in person. To have him wrap his arms around me and kiss me after I broke the news to him.
I still hadn’t talked to him about how confused I felt about everything happening between us. The past few days, I’d been too sick to even think straight. But now, sitting here alone with my thoughts, one truth settled in my chest: when he found outthat I was pregnant, Jaroslav would be excited, just like he’d once been excited about marrying me three years ago.
“I just called because I wanted to hear your voice. I'm sorry I missed you again this morning.”
“I missed you too. Maybe we should stop those extracurricular activities that we do at night. It seems to be taking a toll on you.” I heard the teasing in his voice.
“If you did, I'd have to cut you,” I mockingly teased. “That’s the best part of my day.”
He growled in his throat, and my nipples paid attention. A moan slipped past my lips before I could stop it.
“Do you have a lot to get done today at the office?” I asked, sounding needy as hell, but didn't care.
“I'll be here for the next three hours, then if nothing pops up, I'll be home.”
My heart fluttered.
“You'll be safe?”
“Always, malishka.”
“Bye, see you soon.”
“Bye.”
I ended the call.
Yeah, there was no way I was waiting over three hours to see my husband.
I got ready quickly and told Tomas I was heading to Jaroslav’s office, but not to say anything. It was supposed to be a surprise.
I was about ten minutes out when a black SUV swerved violently in front of me, cutting me off.
What the fuck?!
The driver stepped out.
My heart jumped. And then my blood ran cold.
He walked up to my window, slowly.
He knocked once, sharply. I hesitated, then pressed the button to lower the window.
He leaned in, eyes blazing.
“Come with me, Vera,” he said, his voice chillingly calm. “Or I’ll blow the Safin office to high-hell, with your husband still inside.”
He smiled and held up a small black remote, his thumb hovering over a red button. There was no warmth in his expression.
“The choice is yours.”
Chapter 21 - Jaroslav
After hearing Vera moan into the phone, my focus was shot to hell.
An hour later, I gave up trying to concentrate and called her. I needed to hear her voice again, maybe even coax another one of those sexy little sounds from her.
