Chapter 7 Constance
CHAPTER SEVEN
CONSTANCE
When we pull up to the house, I groan, having to drag my ass out of the car, feeling like I’ve been run over by two Mack freight trains… well, three to be exact.
“Thank you, Jov,” I croak, hoarse.
“My pleasure, Miss. You get some rest.” He nods with a kind smile, but he stops me. “Oh but miss…” I look back.
“Yes? Did I forget something?” I look into the car but he shakes his head and taps his nose.
“Zheir smell is strong.” I cock my head to the side and lift my arms, sniffing, but I can’t smell anything. He points at the bag, and my mouth drops open. “Make sure you spray.” Oh my GGOOOODDDDDD! HOW THE FUCK CAN HE SMELL ME?!?!?!?!?! THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING!!!!!
“O-oh… uhm… o-okay th-thank you.” I smile and he nods, waving as she drives off and I pull out the perfume, spraying, wondering how the hell they smell things I can’t.
Regardless, I spray, thankful and already adoring him.
Even though I’ve been coming out here for the last two days, that man has never looked at me with contempt or judgment, unlike that bitch ass maid.
I need to make sure to tip him handsomely when I leave, but knowing them, they might find it an insult if I do.
With the grace of a sloth, I make my way up the God fucking awful stairs, regretting the fact that I didn’t take the time to change clothes, but it was so late, and I wanted to be home before Pyper woke up, so I just threw on my trench coat, butterball ass naked underneath and clacked out with my heels, walking like leprechaun… ugh, what the hell was I thinking?
Just as I get to the front door, I want to weep. It’s crazy what two days of being fucked mercilessly will do to a bitch… what looked like a picturesque mountain dreamhouse yesterday now looks like a torture device meant for optimal pain.
Fuck, I think I overdid it…
I had to have, because I slept later than yesterday. Maybe it was the back-to-back sessions, but damn, I’m tired. In the states, I usually only go to sessions once a month when a bitch is ovulating, and even then I never went this hard…
It was usually only spanking and having a solo dolo pleasure Dom eat my pussy and gently fuck me…
this was only supposed to be a night of getting dug the fuck out and drilled to perfection while I sip expensive wine and eat caviar and get full body massages on someone else’s dime for the remainder of the week…
so why the fuck am I doing the walk of shame, pussy feeling like it’s swollen shut and throat rubbed raw? Again?
More than that, why the fuck did I enjoy every second of it?! Honestly, it’s truly addicting, and I hate the fact that no matter who I get back home, they will never fuck me like Mikhail, eat pussy like Nadya, or fuck my throat like Dimitri… this really was the best, but this is it.
Once in the house, I don’t even attempt the stairs. I go right for the elevators, praising God for extra ass rich people, and then amble off to my room, opening the door, ready to fall in my bed.
“Good morning,” Pyper says sweetly, and my soul cartoonishly flies from my body.
“SH-SHIT! HOLY FUCK, PYPER, YOU SCARED ME!” I settle, clutching my heart that’s beating out of my chest, but she just sits there reading Junie B Jones, not even looking at me.
“So... where were you last night?” Pyper finally asks, flipping a page without flipping her cheerful tone. Damn… she’s upset.
Bitch.
“N-nowhere…?” I ask rather than state, and she sets the book down, narrowing her eyes at me. I turn my head to look up at the ceiling. “Man, you guys’ cleaners d-deserve a raise. There are no spid—”
“Connie…”
“What? Damn!” I stomp my foot, instantly regretting it, but I keep my face serious.
She closes the book and leans forward, elbows on her knees, and giving me that “I’ve known you for six damn years and you’re lying” look. Shit!
“Connie, you positively glow zhis morning. Not zee ‘I exfoliated’ glow. I mean ‘I just had sex’ glow...” I gasp, covering my face.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“You’re vearing trench coat and your legs are shaking like you run marathon,” she points out.
“S-so?!”
“So vho did you sneak out to meet last night because I know it vasn’t Alik. He vas in his room planning your movie date.” She raises a brow as guilt hits me hard as fuck, but I stare at her while she stares back. We do this for a solid ten seconds.
“N-no one! I j-just… I went for a long walk and got lost!” she squints, looking me over with a snort.
“In stilettos?” she questions and I cross my arms.
“I’m practicing my walk in heels! What’s so wrong with that?”
“Vhats vrong vit zhat? Nozhing, if I did not smell Mikhail faintly on you” she looks at me pointedly and I freeze, an awkward laugh bubbling up from my throat. How they fuck are their noses so good?!
“M-Mikhail… wh-who is that again?” I ask, feigning casual but spiraling internally.
“Oh, you need reminder? He is a selfish, thieving bastard vho stole the right to lead ze family from Alik. He is a man zhat eats vomen alive and valks away, full and vhistling. He’s cold, mean, and calculated.
” I try not to flinch… I try not to think of his commanding and demanding presence, his crazed look while watching me be taken.
I try not to think at all and just listen to one of my bestest friends in the entire world. Failing miserably…
“Ooooooh… that Mikhail. Why did you bring him up again?” I ask, scratching my head, and she sighs.
“Because if you’re interested in him, don’t be… if he’s pulled you into his bed…” she curls her lip, disgusted at the thought. “Forget about him. He’s dangerous,” she adds. “You’d be better off dry humping a blender.” I nod slowly at her words.
“Totally. Yup. Absolutely no interest in him. None,” I answer dishonestly, and she narrows her eyes. Dangerous, I can handle. It’s the ones who smile in your face and go through your phone at night that scare me.
“Connie...”
“Okay okay, I hear you! Damn!” I sigh, crossing my arms. “It’s your fault for having such hot family members!” I frown, and she cringes.
“Jesus… you couldn’t even hold out one day against him!
You made Alik wait three months!” She throws up her arms and I want to defend myself on how exactly that one day came to coincidently be, but I keep my lips shut, remembering that damn privacy clause from the Pleasure Palace.
“God, he’s more powerful zhan I zhought!
” She places her hands over her mouth, thinking, looking me over.
“But you do have a knack for attracting dangerous people.” She rubs her temples, suddenly tired.
“Whaaaat? Me? Never!” I reel back, baffled, and she snorts.
“Vhat about Pakhan?!”
“You mean Grandpa Viktor? He’s just a sweet old man. What’s so dangerous about him?” she snorts and throws up her hands.
“Your ex?!” she points out and I wave her away.
“Ugh which o— You know what? No,” I hold my hand up, shaking my head. “Let’s not even bring him up.” I kick off my shoes.
“You know ze ex vho Alik and I helped run off because he said he can’t accept zhat you’re not his property anymore, an—”
“Pyper….” I cut my eyes to her in a warning and she sighs.
“I’m just vorried about you. Every time I look up, you’re in some kind of trouble… I von’t always be zhere to protect you.”
“Then I’ll protect my damn self. What is this about, Pyper? I’m not understanding… no,” I pause and walk over to her. “This is about Alik, huh?” She bites her lip, pouting.
“A leetle bit. My brother loves you so much.” I smile sadly at her words.
“And I love him too, Pyper. You know that.”
“I know… but just… not like zhat, right?” she groans and I nod unfortunately.
“Exactly. Just not like that.”
“I get it but… I feel bad for Alik, and I hate zhat it’s Mikhail you like,” she admits, and I chuckle at that.
“Well to be fair, it’s not like I like Mikhail… I just like that thing in his jeans.”
“First ew, and second I still stand on ze fact zhat you’re a danger magnet and it’s exhausting.”
“But you love me.”
“You curse me,” she spits and I giggle, limping over to the bed dropping my coat, only for her to gasp at all the bruises and marks on my naked body as I crawl butt-ass naked in the bed. “Vhat did he do to you?!” she hisses and I bite my lip, shimmying down in the cool blankets, yawning.
“Everything,” I grin, and she cringes.
“You’re going to get hurt messing vit him,” she warns, but I wave her away.
“I’m done with him anyway,” I tell her but the moment I say the words, my heart sputters.
“I-it was only a once… maybe twice thing. I saw someone attractive and ran with it. You know I’m not the relationship type.
It’s too oppressive and restraining,” I tell her, feeling a pang in my heart.
“It was all fun. You know me. Just look at this as my get back, little Miss ‘I’ll never mess with my best friend’s brother but I’m now in a full-blown committed relationship with him!
’” I remind her and she blushes looking away and she crosses her arms.
“V-vell… my Anton is different. He’s sveet boy who’s kind an—”
“That nigga sells drugs and runs a hoe house. Be fucking for real!”
“But he’s leader! Strong, commanding, and…
so are ze men under him!” she pauses as her face goes red.
“Zhey are good people!” she speaks adamantly and I sigh, rolling my eyes because I know they are good people, but what the fuck is a billionaire Russian heiress going to do with a nigga from the hood whose life is shrouded in crime?
“I hear ya, I hear ya. Again, just look at this as my get back.” I grin at her and she twists her lips, sighing.
“You already had it vit Alik!”
“Nope. I was dating Alik before, so Mikhail is my true get back.”
“Ugh, but you promise zhis is over?… I do not vant you or Alik getting hurt.” She frowns, looking genuinely worried, and I smile at her.
“I promise Pyper, I’m done with him, so you don’t need to worry. Besides, you brought me here to relax, right? So let me pretend my life is normal for just for a little while.”
“Fine,” she heaves a heavy breath. “I vill order you massages and cream for bruise. Relax zhen come down to meet guests and party later. I’m sure it vill make Pakhan happy and house less stuffy.”
“Will do!” I nod, yawning already, drifting off to sleep.
“God... I can already tell zhis vill be zee reunion from hell,” she mutters, leaving before closing the door behind her, and I smile mischievously. Reunion from hell for you… a fun house for me!