Page 2 of King of my Heart
“I got this!” I mumble to myself, starting to believe it. “You’re right I got this. Listen, I’m going to take care of some stuff. I’m leaving Las Vegas and will let you know when I get where I’mgoing.”
“Yelena, you know if you need help all you have to do is talk to Luck and Yuri. They’ll help,” Lawson says and her worry warms my heart.
“I know, Law. I don’t know what this is, and I don’t know what help if any I need. I promise to tell you everything as soon as I can.” I tell her just as the baby starts to whimper from its place in the basket.
“You’re family. Call when you can. I love you!”
“Love you too. Talk soon. Okay?” I whisper, hanging up.
Not five minutes later my phone dings letting me know that I’ve received a payment. I see what she sent and want to beat her at the amount, but I know arguing with her would be pointless.
Spotting aTarget, I pull in and park in the first spot I see. I pick the baby up and head into the store. I quickly get the things I need, praying that the formula I got will work for the little one. I get the baby situated in the carseat and head to my apartment to grab a few small things I can’t replace before we hit the road.
At the apartment, I feed the little one and change her diaper.
Well, it looks like I have a niece,I think to myself.
Once she is settled in her seat and I’ve gathered my stuff, we hit the road to where I don’t know. I just head east and when I find somewhere that feels right, we will stop. I know I’m overreacting but with Sasha, you never know what she has gotten herself into.
Chapter Two
Aleksandr
I stand lookingout the wall of windows on the top floor of my casino, gripping the dripping blade as the man tied to the chair whimpers. I sigh before turning to look at the men before me. All are my employees, doing as they are told and taking care of any issue that arises within my organization. If I have to step in and be a part of a punishment, then you have fucked up at a level that means you’ll most likely not walk out of the situation alive.
“You see. When I brought you on as my assistant you were told to do as you are told. Do not look into anything you aren’t told to and most of all do not ever repeat or tell anyone about anything you see.” I take a step closer, not hiding my grin when the man urinates on himself in fear. “Imagine my surprise when I find out that you have not only been talking to my advisory but to the authorities as well.”
“I made a mistake. I was just trying to protect my family,” he mumbles over and over.
“You see the thing about that is that you could have come to me for help and everything would have been just fine,” I chuckle knowing what I know. “And the fact you continue to lie to me just means I’m doing everything that I need to do.”
Getting within centimeters of his face I whisper, “We both know you don’t have any family to protect and that any debts you have or had I’ve taken care of.”
Plunging the blade into his chest, “May you burn in misery.”
“Clean this shit up. I’ve got somewhere to be,” I demand as I head for the elevator that goes straight to my office.
“Boss?” My second questioned.
I drop my head back looking up at the ceiling, “Yes?”
“Your shirt is covered in blood. You might want to leave it here.”
“Fuck, this is why I keep you around,” I grumble, unbuttoning my shirt and leaving it on the floor.
He chuckles, “I thought it was to reach the top shelf.”
I turn glaring at him. “You are a right asshole and the only person who can say that and walk away still breathing.”
My second in command just shrugs before turning to the other men who are all on the newer side and watching the exchange with wide eyes. I’ve spent many many years in the shadows fighting my way to the top due to my height. Say one word or even make the slightest joke about my height and that will be the last joke or comment you ever make. My second gets away with it due to the fact he has been by my side for as long as I can remember.
Stepping off the elevator and into my office, I’m taken back by the beauty sitting in my office. She turns at the sound of the elevator and doesn’t even blink at the blood splatter I know ison my face and hand. Groaning I drop my head back and look at the ceiling trying to come up with a reason I would have blood splatter on me.
The sound of movement brings my eyes back to the person in front of me. She is gorgeous in every way. Taller than me by an inch and a half with the heels she is currently wearing. Her short blonde hair with bright red lips and the most fantastic curves I’ve ever seen. We watch each other as she approaches me with a small grin.
“I’m not even going to ask you what happened. I know you have an attached bathroom so just point me in that direction and I’ll get you a rag to clean up.” Her raspy voice wraps around my dick bringing it to life in a way it hasn’t in so long.
Not saying a word, I point to the door where my private bathroom is, still stuck to my spot. The vibration of my phone brings me back to the here and now. I am not the man to be awe struck by a pretty fucking face. That’s how you end up dead or locked up.
