Chapters (26)
- Cover
- Content Warning
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Lila Rose
- Connect with Lila Rose
Like when I told the psychiatrist I had been in a mood and wanted to be left alone, and Adrik didn’t listen because he’d heard my stomach growling and thought it was a good idea to have a picnic in my bed where he got crumbs everywhere.
Then again, after I’d discussed it and now thought of it, I did find it cute also.
Adrik got my heart racing, palms sweating, blood pumping, and my dick thickening.
Still, I wasn’t ready for the next move. I still had doubts and fears to work through.
A knock sounded on the front door. Dimitri, who sat in the living room with Country, Tech, State, and his woman, Courtney, called, “I will get it.”
Wreck glared down at Adrik for some reason. Of course, Adrik reciprocated it with a sinister smirk. I didn't understand their hate for one another, but Lucas told me not to worry about it. Kylo had also mentioned it was just their way of measuring who had the biggest dick. I wasn’t sure who had won, since they ignored each other most of the time.
“Adrik,” Dimitri said, coming into the dining room.
“Da?”
“It is your parents.”
Oh shit.
My stomach dropped to my feet, and I gulped. Adrik had told me about them. Said they’d stuck around to meet me before they went back to Russia, but I wasn’t sure if I was ready to see them, because they knew what had happened.
Paling, I stood. “I’m… um, going for a walk.”
Shit, the front door was through the living room. My bedroom was through the living room.
“Now?” Lucas said, shock evident in his tone.
“Ah, sure.” I nodded. At least I could go out the back door.
“But your back,” Lucas tried.
“It’s better.” And it was. The ache was always there, but from what Lucas told me, the burn, that fucking burn, had scabbed over. The cuts were also healing, so I didn’t see why a walk would be bad.
“West,” Adrik started.
I couldn’t look at him. Shame had my stomach twisting. “Sorry,” I whispered.
“Son?”
I jolted from the voice behind me and then froze.
Fuck my life. I should have kept an eye on the doorway behind me instead of my exit.
Adrik stood. “Father, it is good to see you.”
“You also.”
“Lucas, we have that thing to do,” Wreck said.
I pulled my wide gaze up as my pulse sped up. Don’t you dare leave me, I sent telepathically, but of course, I didn’t have that power.
“Right, yes, that thing.” Lucas nodded. “Excuse us.”
“Adrik” came a female Russian voice.
“Mama.” I saw Adrik embrace a shorter woman out the corner of my eyes.
“Saint.”
“Yeah, we’ve also got something to get to.” Saint smiled.
“Good to see you both, Mr. and Mrs. Mikhaillova,” Kylo added before he too deserted me.