Page 97 of Cruel Russian Monster
Pyotr grinned, and Avit groaned, “Now he'll think he's some kind of relationship guru.”
“At least I have relationships.” Pyotr teased.
“Who has relationships?” Mariya asked as she approached.
“Pyotr,” Marten leaned back on his chair, a smug look on his face. “He's over here giving Jaroslav advice on how much sex he should have before the baby comes.”
And that was all it took for Mariya to start her lecture to Pyotr about the number of women he slept with, and if he wasn’t careful, he'd end up with a string band of children before he was thirty.
As Pyotr death-stared Marten, who only smirked in response, I watched Zakhar escort Vera to the sofa. I knew if she sat in that thing, she’d never want to get up again, and if shesaid she wanted to stay at Lev’s tonight and sleep on that damn sofa, I’d say yes without hesitation. I’d do anything to make her happy.
I pushed my chair back and made my way toward them. Zahkar handed her over to me before heading to the table, where everyone had now gathered. The women had ganged up on Pyotr, and the other guys were grabbing more beers, clearly enjoying the show.
“Hey, malishka,” I kissed her gently on her lips before pulling her in my arms. “Are you okay?”
“Once I'm in your arms, I'm always okay.”
“Are you ready to leave?”
“Are you asking because you want to take me home and have your wicked way with me, or because you're worried I've been on my feet too long?”
“Both.”
She smiled. “In that case, I’m ready. But before we go, let me say goodbye to everyone, and I need a quick bathroom break.”
“Sure.”
After hugging the women and giving handshakes to the men, I helped Vera to the bathroom. Once she had used it, we walked slowly to the car.
“Did you have a good time tonight?” I asked.
“I always have a good time when everyone’s together.”
“I love seeing you happy.”
She smiled, but then a small frown tugged at her brow. “Do you think the peace between our factions will last?”
“I sure as hell hope it does. We are the strongest factions in Philly once more, and with our expansions, we hope to be in the country very soon.”
Once in the car, I helped Vera settle in, and before I closed the door, I kissed her again. By the time I climbed behind the wheel, Vera was already out cold.
I chuckled, started the engine and pulled out of Lev's compound, and headed for the private hangar.
On the way to the hangar, I called to let them know that we were on our way, and to have someone meet us by the plane to park the car, since I wasn't about to have Vera walk more than she needed to.
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Thirty minutes later, I pulled up close to the stairs of the plane, greeted by one of the security detail standing there as well as the air hostess.
I stroked Vera's arm.
“Malishka, we’re here,” I said tenderly.
Her eyes fluttered open. I gave her a few minutes. Then she turned and looked at me.
“I thought you were taking me home to have your wicked way with me?” Her eyes narrowed.
These past few months, Vera got obsessive when it came to sex, and if I promised and didn't deliver, all hell would break loose.
