49. Aleksandr
CHAPTER 49
Aleksandr
“ A re you sulking again?” Anya asks as I tap my gloved hand against the table. River has his arm around her shoulders as we sit at our table to overlook the engagement tonight at the auction.
I ignore her. Pissed that for some reason this fucker is still here even after I paid him for tracking down the men who were after Cinita.
Will puts his glass to his lips with a smirk that infuriates me. He really grates on my nerves. “Don’t get shitty with me because your woman is having drinks without you,” he says, and I feel the vein my temple throb.
How the fuck does he even know that? And it’s not like I’m not allowed to join, but Lena “advised” how important it is she has a girls’ night out. Now I feel like an asshole for placing a bodyguard on her to blend into the crowd. It’s the only way I feel comfortable with her actually going anywhere without my personal protection.
“Don’t you have other people to find? Or did your clients stop calling because of your shitty personality?” I ask.
Anya’s eyebrows perk, obviously amused. I’m not one to usually bite back or play into someone’s games, but something about him really irritates me.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you two are flirting,” Anya chimes in, and I give her an unimpressed glare.
Will chuckles. “I wouldn’t be against bedding you and your—”
“I’d be very careful with what you say next,” Anya warns him on my behalf. Because I will fucking kill him if Lena’s name leaves his lips.
Will looks at River. “Don’t look at me. You’re a big boy, picking your own fights,” River says with a grin.
Will sighs and throws back his drink. “If you must know, I’m rather interested in River’s new offerings, which is why I’m here to bid.”
“Then shouldn’t you be sitting elsewhere so you can bid?” I grit out .
He only smirks, and I feel my temple pulse again.
Fucker.
I open my phone to look at the tracking app to see where Lena is. She’s still at the same restaurant.
The auctioneer announces the highest bidder on the current lot, and Anya’s eyes light up, most likely because she’s already spending that money on new jewels.
It’s strange in a way. I thought buying Lena extravagant gifts would bring her as much excitement as it does Anya. But the only time she lights up like that is when I bring her a bagel and coffee from her favorite café down the street from her apartment.
I close my phone and look at the stage again. She said she’d text me when she’s heading home, and I’m sure as shit leaving the moment I receive that text.
Fuck, is this what they call being whipped?