Chapter 22: Chapter 22
Elijah
Sitting on a couch enjoying the fresh air outside the terrace of the huge courtyard in my mansion drinking my vodka while watching Nia swim gracefully in the pool in her red bikini contrasting her skin with the 3pm sunlight. Guards scattered over the place on duty ready for the kill. Hearing footsteps draws closer knowing already who is approaching, my eyes stays fixated on Nia diving like a pro.
Alexei pulls a chair out taking his seat joining me to share a glass of brandy looking at the beautiful woman in the pool.
***Their conversation is in Russia***
"Told you she is not going anywhere." I could feel the smirk forming on his face by his tone.
"Yeah." I muttered dryly enjoying my beverage. Silence engulfs us sitting quietly looking at her swim away in the pool.
"She is different you know." Breaking the silence Alexei says what I know fully well. Late this morning proves her to be worth more than I ever imagined. One I could never get enough of and it scares me to know how much danger she will be in meddled with my kind. The way her skin felt on mine, the softness of her curves, sweet moans that spew out of her lips. I crave to own her as my possession.
"Cute, feisty and stubborn." He continues.
"Too stubborn for her own good." He chuckles at my remark pouring me another glass.
"What are going to do with Anya?" the softness in his voice, gone. It is so obvious the hate he has for Anya which tripled after her last visit to the mansion. She hurt me in the worst way possible
"Nothing. There was never anything to do in the first place."
"You have to be careful with her, she may be calm but she is still the cunning snake I still remember." too angry to dwell longer in the topic, I switch to a more pressing matter.
As the new head of the Russian Mafia, I can't have my subordinates soiling my name. Taking matters into my hands, I went after the bastard who kidnapped girls for human trafficking. I could have known it was all a connection to Anya's father. The man hated me like the devil he is but too chicken to confront me. He knows only a minute will do the job for him, sending him closer to his dead generations. But for peace sake, I'll let it slide for now.
"And what about the girl?" Finding out it was one of my rivals who did that irk me to the bone and this is his last.
"Oh, she’s safe. Very safe. Maybe too safe in my bedroom." He grins crossing a leg over the other in a pleasing smirk.
"Alexei." I caution.
"Come on man. I was her knight in shining armor. Of course she will want to show her deep gratitude."
"For fuck sake Alexei she was in a trauma."
"And I ease her out of it. Mind you, it was all her idea." Not at all bothered, drinking his brandy in all smiles.
"And you dived in for the save." My words laced in sarcasm.
"Not all of us have a perfect woman, sleeping on our bed, fucking our brains out and disobeying our orders." he motions with his head to Nia getting out of pool. "We can always switch you know."
"Fuck off." He lets out soft laugh watching her approach us.
"And why is Elijah frowning?" My princess smiles walking towards us knotting her robe.
"He is just being a sour puss, besides have you ever seen him not frown." She looks at me pointedly with a beautiful smile on her face.
"Hey." Stretching my hand to her, she blushes taking it. Pulling her down to my thighs, my eyes assess her face, her neck feeling proud of the numerous hickeys as a result of a rough night. She notices where my eyes trails to turning crimson showing me her chest for more in a proud smirk. I chuckle.
"Feeling better." Tracing the purplish bruise on her breast down to her cleavage. She sighs looking down at my hand and back to my eyes.
Whispering playfully, arms wrapped round my neck. "I think you broke me in half." I want to feel sorry but the flirty grin on her face just made my day.
"Okay lovebirds, I take my leave." He stood up taking the last liquid in one gulp, tipping an invincible hat before striding off. We watch him walk away.
"He is so weird." she smiles off.
My eyes raking over her scantily clad bikini body, tracing softly on her thighs looking at her. "I thought you love crazy." She smirks facing me.
"No. I love bossy, grey, psycho and sexy." tilting her head down to me as our lips touch so perfectly. The softness of her full lips playing on mine got a deep groan from me. Our tongues moves languidly against each other till we pull apart.
"Come on. I want to show you the best places in Moscow before going to one of my clubs." an excited grin grace her lips looking so happy for our little tour.
"Can I come... I mean, accompany you to your clubs." scrunching my face I help her sit up, standing up I shield the exposed skin on her chest till she felt decent in my eyes. Meeting her beautiful hazels staring expectantly at me, I stated firmly.
"Not a chance Princess." Walking away from her. I could feel menacing glares fixed on dynamites thrown to my back causing a sly grin to appear on my lips. If she thinks I'm going to let her to my clubs ever again for thirsty men to see her, then she must be insane because I won't. Too possessive to share a glimpse with anyone.