That terrifies me in more ways than one. While I’ve been forced to give up my body, I’ve guarded everything else over the years with all I have.
I want to tell him he can’t have me, and I can’t belong to him, but I know I can’t. So, I have to make him believe what I need him to.
“Ponimat’?” he demands in Russian, asking me again if I understand.
“Ponimat’,” I answer and try to gather my composure.
“Good, angel’skoye lichiko. That means your pussy belongs to me, as does your body.Is that clear?”
“Yes, it’s clear.”
I try to school my emotions andfocus, although I don’t know who wouldn’t be fazed after having the Pakhan of a notorious Brotherhood declare them his.
Aiden releases his hold on me and takes one step back.
“Strip, now. Leave the heels on.”
As the words fall from his lips time slows around me and even I feel like I’m slowing down.
My heartbeat picks up as I realize what’s coming next.
This is it.
I’m going to have to sleep with him.
It’s so irrelevant now but the look Mom gave me when I said I’d find a way to persuade Aiden comes into my mind, and I feel like a whore.
I have to tell myself it’s just sex.The same mantra has echoed through my mind for the last five years. Every time I was with Jude, I had to tell myself the same thing. Sex became a thing for me years ago, at the time I became a thing.
So, allowing Aiden to fuck me is nothing. At least this would be the first time in a long time I’ve consented without having Jude’s venomous words whispered in my ears like poison to my soul. Fuck me or she dies.
That was the threat on my mother’s life, and she never knew. Or maybe she did but knew she couldn’t save me. She didn’t exactly say anything more when the spoken truth settled between us days ago and she must have known what I’d have to do to persuade Aiden Romanov.
I take off the negligee first, allowing it to float down my legs and pool at my feet.
With that gone I’m basically naked.I can’t really call the mere piece of cloth covering my pussy a thong.It’s just a tiny triangle.
The look Aiden gives me now is wilder and calculative. Like he plans to do all sorts of things to me.
He just declared me his, so it’s clear he wants me.And that’s something I can use to my full advantage. It means I have him exactly where I want him, with his attention on me and the one tool I possess.
My body.
He’s looking at my body as my breasts bobble while I peel the thong down my legs and straighten up.
I am naked now, just the way he wants me.
As I push my shoulders back, I assume confidence I don’t really have and mull over how I can seize this opportunity to get what I need.
What I need is information and confirmation.
Does he know where Eric is?
That is the golden question I need an answer to. But that question is one I can’t outrightly ask him.
Not tonight.
Tonight, is about getting close. Close enough to get even closer, so I can try to sway him into giving me the information I need.