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“I don’t think the bosses will accept those terms.”
“Oh, come on, you have to try,” he whines.
“Were you able to track down Emerald in London?” I ask him.
“She was gone before I got there,” he grumbles.
Fucking liar.
“Fine, I’ll ask the bosses if they will accept Grace as pre-payment until you can deliver more.”
“Thanks, man. How about you drop Grace off to me first? She might be able to help me track down the rest of the girls.”
How the hell would she help you?
“No. I’ll be in touch after I’ve spoken with my bosses.” With that, I hang up on the fucking little bastard. Quickly I press Sergei’s number.
“Yeah?”
“Dmitri just called. He wants Grace back.”
“Fuck.”
“She’s not going back to him. It will be over my dead body.”
“What the hell are you going to do?”
“I’m sending her home to her family. It’s for the best.” The idea of letting her go is ripping me apart, but it’s the only option.
“You think they are going to have adequate security. Look how easily we were able to get her.”
“This time she will have us working for her not against her.”
“How the hell are you going to be in two places at once,” Sergei asks.
“I don’t know. All I know is that I need to keep Grace safe and far, far away from that fucking weasel.”
20
GRACE
Every part of my body is sore from one of the most intense sex sessions I’ve ever had in my life. Never thought it was possible to black out from orgasms, but it seems like it is possible with Maxim. And then this morning when I reached out for him our bodies knew exactly what the other needed, again bliss. The hottest thing was watching him stuff his cum back inside of me. I’ve never been this kinky in my life, but Maxim brings out the bad girl in me.
Getting out of the shower, I dry myself and get dressed into another sundress and no underwear because let’s be serious, I’m just going to end up back on his dick. Food first then dick as my stomach rumbles angrily. Walking out of Maxim’s bedroom, I head down to the kitchen and grab myself a banana—I’m going to need the potassium for recovery—then make my way down the corridor to where Maxim’s office is. I wonder if he will bend me over his desk again?
“Book the helicopter and the jet. The safest way is if we don’t tell her family she’s coming. Make sure there is no way anyone can trace your movements on this one,” Maxim shouts down the phone angrily.
I still at the doorway. Did he say, my family? Is he sending me home? Tears well in my eyes. Has he had his fill of me and is now throwing me away?Back to your family, like you wanted.I don’t understand the sudden change. Did I come on too strong? Am I too kinky for him? Is he disgusted by me?
“Grace.” He gasps, seeing me standing there at his office doorway.
Wrapping my arms around me to protect myself I ask, “Are you getting rid of me?”
“Fuck, Wildcat, no it’s not like that. I’m trying to protect you.” He curses getting up from his desk and rushing over to me, where he pulls me into his arms and hugs me tightly.
“I heard you say I’m going back to my family,” I ask him through my tears.
Maxim wipes my tear-stained cheeks. “Dmitri called earlier. He wants you back.”
