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Not as an accessory. Not as a secret. But a choice, and he’d made it without hesitation.
When we reached a large staircase, I paused and said, “This place is amazing.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
“I can’t believe you did all this.” I shook my head. “It’s incredible… you’re incredible.”
“You’re the incredible one.”
Without another word, he led me up to the second floor and down a long, dark hall. When we reached the door at the end, Sergei opened it and waited for me to step inside. His office was just as incredible as the rest of the casino. There was a large desk in the center of the room with a table in the corner, a large leather sofa, and a wall of glass that overlooked the casino floor below.
I was still taking it all in when Sergei closed the door behind us.
I barely had a chance to blink before he was on me.
No warning. No whispers of sweet nothings.
Just one strong hand at my waist and the other at the back of my neck. He pulled me closer and crashed his mouth against mine, kissing me so passionately, so intently, that it stole my breath. I didn’t think. I just moved with him and clutched his side as he started leading me backwards. The back of my thighs hit his desk, and his lips never left mine as he lifted me up and sat me down on the edge.
He stepped between my legs, and I instinctively wrapped them around his hips. I let out a soft whimper when I felt his erection pressing against me. He answered with a growl low in his throat, and it did dangerous, wonderful things to me.
We were seconds away from losing ourselves completely when there was a knock on the door. It swung open, and Sergei immediately tensed and broke the kiss. We both turned to face the door, and my stomach did a nosedive when I saw that it was Viktor standing in the doorway.
Sergei didn’t flinch. He didn’t try to explain or apologize. He didn’t even bother moving. He stood there between my legs and glared at Viktor. It felt like some kind of power move, and I didn’t like it.
I didn’t want to be a pawn in the game he was playing with his brother, so I eased down from the desk and stepped away. Viktor’s eyes drifted over to me, and the hurt look in his eyes made me want to crawl into a hark hole.
Sergei finally noticed the stoic expression I had fixed on him. The second he realized I was upset with him, his expression softened. “Lina, I’m…”
I started walking out of the room. “I’ll give you two a minute.”
Before either of them could stop me, I rushed out. As soon as the door closed behind me, I heard Viktor roar, “She’s been here five minutes, and you’ve already got her spread out on your damn desk!”
“Watch your mouth,” Sergei warned.
“Fuck you. You don’t get to use her to work out whatever is going on in that fucked-up head of yours. She is not one of your little playthings.”
“You done?”
“Fuck, no, I’m not done!” Viktor snapped. “You’re trying to put on that you’re protecting her and giving her time bit, but we both know that’s bullshit. This is about you wanting to get your dick wet.”
“Not another fucking word, or…”
“Or what?” Viktor pushed. “You’re only pissed because you know I’m right.”
I wasn’t surprised that Viktor was upset about me and Sergei, but this wasn’t just about us. This was about the two of them, and everything dark and tangled between them. I simply couldn’t listen to another word, so I started walking down the hall.
I made my way over to the railing and glanced down at the casino floor below. I was watching all the various people playing their slots and rounds of blackjack when someone caught my eye.
He was at the bar with one of the younger brothers, and he was leaning back in his chair as he watched people buzz around him. He seemed completely unbothered and was enjoying life, and I was a little jealous of the fact. He must’ve felt me looking, because he tipped his head back and glanced up to the railing. The second his eyes found mine, a crooked, shit-eating smirk spread across his face.
I don’t know why I did it. Maybe it was nerves, or I was just trying to be friends, but I lifted my hand and gave him a small wave.
The smirk widened, and just like that, he stood.
The smirk remained as he started up the steps. Damn. I stepped back from the railing, silently praying he would get distracted on the way up, but no such luck. As he drew closer, he snickered, “Well, well, look who’s back.”
“I couldn’t seem to keep myself away.” I forced a smile as I said, “Goose, right?”
