Contents ( 44)
- Dedication
- Songlist
- Synopsis
- TEARS OF BETRAYAL
- Family Tree
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Epilogue
- Published Books
- Connect with me
- Acknowledgments
Alexei glances around the living room, and kitchen then mutters, “I’d fucking shit myself if my daughter lived like this.”
I take in the sparse furnishings, which I didn’t notice the night I came for Ariana, and I have to agree, it looks like she’s barely getting by.
Walking to the bedroom, I nudge the door open and step inside. Ariana’s just finishing making the bed, and her gaze snaps to me, then she tries to joke, “Wow, look at us coming full circle. You’re not going to choke me, are you?”
I shut the door, so we’ll have privacy and then lean back against it. Crossing my arms over my chest, I say, “I’ll take care of the nursing home fee.”
Ariana’s spine straightens, and she immediately starts to shake her head. “I’ll call them tomorrow. I’m sure they’ll give me a grace period until this mess has been taken care of, and I can start working again.”
Pushing away from the door, I move forward and only stop when I’m right in front of Ariana, and she’s forced to tilt her head back to look at me. I lift my hand and wrap my fingers around her throat, and then leaning down, I say, “I will take care of the nursing home. Don’t argue with me.”
Defiance sparks in her eyes, and her mouth sets in a stubborn line. “I’m not going to have you pay my expenses. We’re not a couple, Demitri.”
My cock hardens from her feistiness, and I want nothing more than to throw her on the bed and fuck her until she understands she belongs to me.
I’m still going to give her the time she needs, but I also have to make something absolutely clear. The corner of my mouth lifts slowly until I’m smirking at her.
My voice is low with warning for her not to argue as I say, “Malyshka, you’re mine. The time I’m giving you is so you can get used to the idea. But make no mistake, you’re mine, and I will take care of your life, your body, and your fucking expenses.”
Her eyes widen at my words, and I don’t miss the flash of heat.
Ariana fucking loves it when I dominate her. Just as much as I do.
Still, she argues. “I didn’t agree to being in a relationship with you. We said we’d see where this goes.”
I lower my head and slowly brush my nose along her jaw and over her cheek. I feel her pulse quicken beneath my fingertips, and her breaths come faster.
“Feel that, Malyshka?” She swallows hard, and then her lips part. I lock eyes with her. “I can strip you naked, and you wouldn’t stop me.” Her chin lifts a little, her lashes lowering over her eyes that are burning with desire for me. “I can bury my face in your pussy, and all you’ll be able to do is scream my name as I make you come.”