“The last time we were together, I sucked Budimir’s cock twice,” she says matter-of-factly.
I cringe. “Jesus. Fine. You’ll get what you want.”
I can practically see the smile of triumph on her face. “Thanks, boss,” she says sweetly.
Then the line goes silent.
Whatever. It was fucking worth it. Clearly, Budimir has no idea that Svetlana is a plant. But he will soon enough.
If the information I’ve been given pans out, the don’s council meeting is only a week away.
The perfect fucking time to make my move.