Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“Ride my hand like the good little girl you are.”
“Fuck, Alek,” she says as she opens her eyes and stares at me. I insert a third finger, and those eyes widen in complete bliss.
“No one else can make you feel like this,” I remind her. “Only me.”
“Yes,” she breathes, riding my hand and the high.
“Come for me, sunshine.”
She grabs my arm for dear life, a quiver beginning to shake her as I smugly smile. “I haven’t even tasted you yet, and you’re already coming undone for me.”
“Shut u—” Her moan cuts off her words, and I kiss her, taking her cry and consuming it as her pussy clenches around my fingers.
I want all of it—day in and day out. I might not change, but I may have a reason to never leave the house if I have her there.
“Of course I’m going to buy more jewelry.” Anya’s voice breaks into the room as she opens the door.
“Oh my god!” Lena yells, pushing me away and wiping her lips. Her dress was covering everything already, but she’s quick to stand, red streaking her cheeks.
“Looks like you two have made up. I’d rather it not be on my desk, though,” she says, crossing her arms over her chest. Her gaze lands on my bare hands, surprised to see them ungloved. She doesn’t know Lena is the only one I’ll touch.
River is trying not to laugh behind her, and I have to shift myself uncomfortably.
“I need to go,” Lena croaks as she beelines for the door. I grab for her, but she’s already gone.
Anya stops me, and I try to push past her. “Before you go after her, you have a guest who has something you want.”
She looks over her shoulder, and a tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed man who does not look happy to see me, waits in the hallway. I remember him because I put a bullet in his shoulder the only time we met. When he was tracking me in Russia.
“Will?” I say.
“Hello, dickhead,” he replies in a proper British accent. “I have what you want if you’re willing to pay the price.”
I’m torn. I want to chase Lena, but once I get rid of Cinita’s last man, I can get rid of her. Truly put her to rest for both me and Lena.
I look him up and down. “Last time, I thought you were taller.”
He gives me an insincere smile. “Last time, I thought you talked less.”
CHAPTER 37
Lena
The timing couldn’t have been any better. The change from my current show to my new one has been a lot more fluid than I expected. Matthew was sad to see me go but not surprised. And it’s bittersweet as I give my last performance tonight.
I’m on stage, gratefully embracing everything this role and cast have offered me. Nerves have no place as I get ready for my next endeavor.
So I sing to the audience.
To the cast.
And to the Ivanov siblings who sit in the front row. One more so than the other.
A brooding Aleksandr, who has never once sat in the front. Only in the back, in the shadows. His gaze consumes me, and for the first time, I feel truly seen. Much is shifting as I spread my wings.
I finish the song, my heart racing as my breasts rise and fall with my breathing. Everyone stands and claps, and I smile but also want to cry. It’s bittersweet. I’d felt stagnant here, but now I feel sad to leave.
We join hands and bow, waiting for the curtains to fall. When they do, Julie jumps on me and explodes into tears. “That was your best yet! I don’t want you to go!”
I laugh as others congratulate me, then say to Julie, “You know you can always visit.”
She laughs too. “Give it a little bit, girl. I’ll be aiming to hit it big like you as well. Just so you know, when I see you on the screens in Times Square, I’m totally bragging to everyone that I know you.”
I laugh with mixed feelings. How strange this has all become.
Anya walks through to the backstage area. I expect Alek to be with her, but he’s not. We haven’t spoken since the other night when Anya walked in on us.
I needed to process what I want. I know I want Alek, but there are many other things to consider if we’re to have any type of relationship. That, and I hadn’t asked him about Cinita, which is a problem for me. I can’t help how I feel and won’t apologize for it.
“The show is still shit, but you shined,” Anya says, trying her best at a compliment. Which she does not give freely.
Julie offers me a courteous smile and says goodbye. She’s warned me against Anya, and to be honest, I kind of like to make my own opinions about someone. Anya, although prickly, has been amazing. She is turning out to be a very unlikely friend, and I feel like I’m benefiting more from our friendship than she is.