Chapter Six
Anastasia giggled.
“Anyone could come in,” she said.
“No one is going to come in. If they did, they know I would kill them,”
Bogdan said.
She looked at him and knew he spoke the truth. There was no doubt Bogdan would kill anyone who dared step foot in his office.
They were once again back at his nightclub. No one was around. He hadn’t let her at the dance floor this time, but brought her straight up to his office.
Ever since Saturday night, they had been having sex. It was now Monday. She had lost count of the number of orgasms he’d given her and the fun they had with one another.
“Come here,” he said.
She stepped toward him.
It was a hot Monday, and she opted for a pink floral summer dress. She hadn’t anticipated them going to work. Bogdan had insisted she didn’t need to change her clothes, although she didn’t feel she was dressed appropriately as his wife. Not like this, in a business setting. She felt like she needed to be in a pantsuit, with her hair pinned back at the base of her neck.
Anastasia straddled either side of his waist, and Bogdan put his hands on her ass, and she couldn’t help but moan as he squeezed her cheeks.
“Fuck, I love your ass.”
He let her go and gave her a little smack. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
She had never been called sexy before, and from Bogdan, she would take it.
He slapped her ass again, and she let out a little gasp.
“Do you love when I do that?” he asked.
“Maybe.”
He went back to squeezing her ass and she loved the feel of him. Cupping his face, she kissed him. Over the past couple of days, there were a few things she had come to realize. The first was how much she loved kissing this man. His lips were highly addictive.
Each time he kissed her back, it was hard for her to stay focused. She had a feeling if she was ever mad at him, he would make her completely forget everything. That was how powerful his kisses felt to her. She didn’t know if she loved his lips or his hands more. They felt amazing on her body. He brought her to life the way he touched her, and it was amazing in every way. She never wanted his hands to stop touching her. Now, she knew this was crazy as those hands had caused a great deal of pain and death to many others. To her, they were heavenly.
Next, she loved listening to him talk. Actually, she loved the dirty instructions he gave her. Each dirty word he said only served to arouse her.
And finally, she loved that he was in charge. Each command felt better than the last. Like now, he’d demanded she come and straddle his waist. He’d told her he wanted to fuck her on the way over here.
Again, another thing she loved—how possessive he had gotten. He wanted her, but he also didn’t want anyone else to see her. He had told her she belonged to him, and that meant every part of her was now his. She loved that.
“You know, these panties are cute, but they are a problem.”
She let out a little gasp as he once again tore her panties right off her body. “I’m going to have no pair left at this rate.”
“Do you see me complaining?” he asked.
She rolled her eyes, but that quickly turned into a moan as he cupped her pussy, sliding a finger in deep. He pushed a second finger inside her and she couldn’t help but rock back onto his hand. How did he do that? She closed her eyes.
“Open your eyes and look at me,” he said.
She did as he instructed, although it was tempting to fight him. She had a feeling he would smack her ass for being so insolent.
“Lift your dress,” he said.
She lifted it up.
“Look what I’m doing.”
She glanced down and saw his hands working in and out of her body. She went to close her eyes, but remembered his instruction and kept them open, nibbling her lip as he began to rock his finger in and out of her.
All too soon, he pulled his fingers from inside her and lifted them up for her to see. They were glistening.
“This is how wet you are for me,” he said.
She licked her lips and watched as he took each of his fingers into his mouth and sucked them right off.
“Open your dress.”
She wore a button-down sundress.
Her hands shook as she tried to get them open. She had no idea that buttons could be such a pain in the ass. She somehow managed to get the dress open and eased it off her arms. There were still a couple of buttons done up, and it fell to her waist.
In the process of her opening her dress, Bogdan had eased his cock out of his pants. The tip was already glistening, and with his guidance, she moved over his length, then sat right on his cock, taking him in deep.
“That’s it, watch it go inside you, baby.”
She did. She took him deep inside, and then his hands went to her ass. At this angle, he felt deeper than he’d ever been.
Bogdan massaged the globes of her ass. For a second, neither of them moved. She loved how big he felt inside her, and she wanted to enjoy him.
He let go of her ass, cupped her waist, and then slid his hands up to take hold of her tits. He held them in the palm of his hands, teasing the nipples, and then he slid down toward her waist, holding her in place.
Putting her hands on his shoulders, she held on tight and started to move over his length. Bogdan told her exactly what he wanted, and she followed his instructions, riding his cock right there in his nightclub office.
Over the last three months, she had been in his office, completely bored out of her mind, listening to him conduct work. Sometimes, she would wander over to the window that overlooked the main nightclub, and she’d see all the different couples dancing their hearts out on the dance floor, knowing she was not going to get that.
Now, she was in that same office, riding his dick, and loving every second of it. Their marriage had taken a turning point, and it was one she didn’t intend to go back on.
Bogdan thrust up against her as she slammed down, and they fucked in his office, right on the sofa that had been the bane of her existence since being married to him.
This was much better than being bored. Staring into his blue eyes, she felt her orgasm start to rise, but just before she felt hers, Bogdan went over the edge, and his cock pulsed within her.
He was never to be outdone, and before she climbed off him, he began to tease her clit, and within a matter of seconds, she had joined him right over the peak into ecstasy.
****
“He was going to poison her?”
Galkin asked.
Bogdan nodded. He was standing in one of the many studies Galkin owned. The man of the Bratva himself was at the window, and Bogdan looked past him to see Anastasia out on the lawn with Galkin’s wife and children.
Galkin was a family man. But he hadn’t always been that way. It had taken a lot of years and dedication for him to get where he was, and Bogdan knew if it wasn’t for him, Galkin would not get to enjoy the peace he did with his family. Bogdan stopped the vultures from circling. This was one of the many reasons he also didn’t take a city to control. He kept Galkin safe.
“That was what the numbers were. Rinaldi wanted to know the money the nightclub earned, as well as the delivery details, to see if there was a pattern. He also wanted to know the nights Anastasia frequented the club with me.”
“And knowing you, you’re not a creature of habit, so pinpointing the right time to kill her was not exactly easy.”
“He couldn’t do it in the last three months,”
Bogdan said. He was pissed off that for the last three months he had a spy in his midst.
Anastasia was not in any real danger. He never kept to the same schedule. Years ago, at the command of his father, he was taught that those who kept schedules were easy to take out. Over the years, he had acquired a lot of enemies. Admittedly, a lot of his enemies were also dead, as he didn’t keep many of them alive. Some he did, just for fun.
Rinaldi’s spy was dead. He was able to remove all the man’s fingers, a few teeth, and had even taken a hand before he gave up Rinaldi’s plot. The key point being Anastasia’s death.
Galkin ran a hand down his face. “I know of her wealth. I’m guessing Rinaldi is desperate.”
“On paper, the man is broke and running up debt faster than anyone I have ever seen. I have never known anyone to get like this. I believe he thought at his wife’s death, he would inherit it all. From what I can tell, prior to her death, to keep him away, Evelyn paid him. Between his very luxurious lifestyle, and that of his current wife and all his mistresses, he cannot keep up.”
“Killing him will bring about a war,”
Galkin said.
“It is one we will win.”
“But at too high of a cost. I will not risk the lives of our men for some petty war with this man,”
Galkin tutted, tapped his fingers against his side, and sighed.
“What else can you do?”
Bogdan asked. He knew the risks of not taking Rinaldi out right now. Anastasia’s life hung in the balance, and that he couldn’t have.
“There are always things that can be done.”
Galkin turned toward him. “Dante Rinaldi is not a man who is going to stop willingly. The man has already killed his wife’s family, and now he is attempting to kill his daughter. Attempting to poison her at a nightclub is incredibly risky.”
And one Bogdan was pissed about. It was cowardly. It pissed him off that Dante would even attempt it. “I’m not going to use my wife as bait.”
“We won’t have to. Desperation will drive him to act quickly. It is quite simple, Bogdan. If you would like to have a free life without your wife, then simply allow Dante to have Anastasia killed. I will take care of the rest. If, however, you would like to stay married to your wife, then keep her at your side at all times, and take care of any threat Dante sends your way.”
“And let me guess, you take care of the rest.”
“Dante is a pest. Not only to us, but to his whole family. As a Capo, he is irresponsible and I already know he has made a great deal of enemies. It will not be challenging to remove him. All you have to do is tell me which one you would like.”
Bogdan stared at Galkin. “You’re the one that wanted me to be married.”
“I know, and I also know marriage is not for everyone. There are men that flourish with the love of a good woman, and others that quite simply cannot hack it.”
Galkin shrugged. “Tell me which you are.”
When he’d been told he was to get married, he would have gladly given her to someone else. Glancing out into the gardens where his wife was laughing, enjoying times with Galkin’s kids, he knew he couldn’t just turn his back on her.
“Make the arrangements. Anastasia is staying,”
Bogdan said.
“You cannot go back on your word.”
“I won’t.”
He knew his responsibilities, and there was no way he was ever going to put Anastasia in the line of fire.
Galkin slapped him on the shoulder. “Why don’t we go out and enjoy our women?”
It was not a suggestion but an order. One Bogdan had no problem with complying.
They left the privacy of his office and stepped out into the yard. Anastasia was dancing in a circle with Galkin’s twin girls. They were all laughing.
“She is a natural,”
Galkin said.
He stood on the lawn and watched Anastasia with the two girls. Two of Galkin’s sons were also close, clearly wanting his wife’s attention. She was a natural with children. He wondered if she would be quite so loving with their own children. Glancing down her body, he couldn’t help but wonder what she would be like pregnant with his children.
This was like a slap in the face of reality. Not once in his life had he ever considered children. Before his father’s death, his old man would often tell him that children were the bane of a man’s existence.
He never took it personally. After his wife died and left Bogdan with him, his father had to do everything, which included raising him as best he could. They didn’t have the greatest relationship, but it wasn’t the worst. Without his old man, he would not be who he was today, and he was proud of that.
Anastasia stopped turning around, and with her laughing as well as the twins, they fell into a heap on the floor.
“The world is spinning,” she said.
Bogdan walked over to his wife and stepped into her line of vision. “Have you enjoyed too much apple juice?”
She laughed. “Not nearly enough.”
She held her hands out toward him, waiting for him to take them.
Without hesitation, he grabbed her and lifted her to her feet.
She let out a little giggle. “I love it here.”
In front of Galkin, his wife, and his children, Anastasia wrapped her arms around his neck and then surprised him by kissing him.
Other than their wedding, this was their very first kiss in public, and he loved it.