Chapter 91

4: Georgina.

Is this real life?

Sheltered or not, I'm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast.

Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I can't make sense of this. Aleksei, the man I've been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too?

No way. I don't believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was "scared of the thunder" (I wasn't), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half-naked girl combs her fingers through a man's chest hair and purrs like a kitten, that's a sure-fire sign she's interested in more. But he'd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep.

All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress and...

I can't even bring myself to think the word, because I'm already slick. Right where

it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed - together legs, as if he knows

it.

"I don't believe you. About wanting me."

His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. He's angry now? "Don't believe me?"

I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, "essentially driving me out

not leaving

one thing — person — I never want to be away from is Aleksei. He's the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. He's

Aleksei.

this new, sexually charged Adonis...who claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didn't change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into

some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the

stiffer. "Your lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina.

hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes

"You are a very challenging creature.” His fingers tap on the steering wheel. "Very well. I will appease some of

smile seems to distract

maintain that grateful attitude." His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. "Do you remember when I

on the leather seat. "It was the week after my mother's funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldn't let me leave the house, and I thought I'd be a prisoner forever, but...he trusted you to protect me. Before you

the stoicism returns and chases

is very important, Georgina. It didn't come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.” He pauses. "My mother and sister

in person. But I always know when it's someone's birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. "I'm

hesitate to let Aleksej know I appreciate him. But that was

worry saying how much I need him

though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to

"Georgina."

"Yes," I breathe.

you always have. You will not

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