With Viktor’s body covering mine, I feel so much better.
Because he’s home to me.
I regret wasting three years fighting with him.
The man who killed so easily yesterday stares at me with so much tenderness. “I’m sorry you didn’t get to live on your own for longer.”
I shrug. “It’s overrated. Turns out no one wants to hire someone who doesn’t have experience.”
He brushes his fingers over the curve of my jaw. “I can talk to Aunt Isabella.”
A frown starts to form on my forehead. “About a job?”
Viktor nods. “When you’re ready, of course. There’s no rush. And if you don’t want to work, that’s fine with me too.”
Now that he’s mentioned it, I start to feel excited. “Do you think she’ll let me help her with saving sex slaves?”
His eyebrow darts up. “Hell no, I’m not letting you near any action. Let the experts deal with the sex traffickers. But you can help her find new homes for the girls and get them settled. She used to have someone who helped her, but Ana got married to her bodyguard and moved to Russia with him. Since then, my mom tries to help, but she has her own charity work to take care of.”
“I can help both of them,” I say, really starting to get excited. It will be a way to pay penance for all the evil my family has done.
He lowers his head, feathering kisses over my bruises. “I’ll support whatever you want to do,moyaMalen'kaya Roza,as long as it doesn’t put you in danger.”
“Thank you.”
I bring my left hand to his jaw and brush my fingers lightly over the stubble. “I never asked, but when’s your birthday?”
“January fourth,” he answers.
“How old are you?”
“Twenty-eight.”
My eyebrows bunch together. “How old were you when you took over the bratva?”
“Twenty-four-ish.” He smiles. “But I started training when I turned seven.”
“Dear God,” I gasp. “So you never got to be just a normal kid?”
“I got the best of both worlds,moyaMalen'kaya Roza. I grew up in a loving home, but my father and uncle also taught me everything I needed to know.”
“So you weren’t unhappy?”
Viktor shakes his head. “No. I can’t complain about my life.” He kisses the tip of my nose. “Except for when you left me. Now,thatsucked ass.”
I tilt my head, my eyes caressing his attractive face. “It did.” My fingers trail down the side of his neck and over his shoulder. Nerves and anticipation start to spin in my stomach as I whisper, “Will you make love to me?”
Viktor looks deep into my eyes. “Every day of our lives together,moyaMalen'kaya Roza.” He pushes his body off me and starts to undress me.
When he has me naked, his hands brush up my sides. His eyes drift over my body with so much amazement.
“You make me feel precious,” I admit.
“You are precious,” he murmurs as he pushes my legs open and looks at the valley between my thighs. “And so fucking beautiful.”
Viktor hooks an arm beneath my left leg and positions it over his shoulder, then his tongue swipes through my folds.
My breathing hitches as I reach down to brush my fingers through his hair. His eyes lock with mine, then he sucks on my clit until I’m breathless and unable to keep from rubbing myself hard on his face.