Her crystal blue eyes look more vibrant than ever after her orgasm. “You do, Valery.”
“Good girl.” I let go of her chin. “Now let’s go home. I’m nowhere near finished with you, yet.”
I’ll never be finished with her. It’s a complication that I never saw coming when I instructed my men to kidnap her, but I wouldn’t change a thing. Anya has become an integral part of my life. The woman I want to spend the rest of it with, but the only problem is I don’t know how that can work out. At least, not here in Moscow, which leaves me with the hardest decision of my life.
I can either choose my empire or Anya.
* * *
“What have you done?”Konstantin asks, pacing up and down the warehouse office floor like a madman.
I clench my fists. “Watch your tone,” I snap. “I asked Yaroslav to give Grigory a little push, as I was fed up of waiting around for him to make the next move.” Patience isn’t one of my strengths, that is something I’d admit, but I expected Grigory to make a move by now.
Konstantin shakes his head. “It’s like you have a death wish or something. Grigory loves Kapriz.”
I smirk. “Exactly why I blew it up.”
He growls. “You realize you are gambling with all of our livelihoods going after Moscow city center?”
I rarely see Konstantin like this. He’s always been in support of everything I do and this is the first time he doesn’t agree with my actions. “You do realize that I’m still Pakhan of this bratva?”
He blows out a frustrated breath. “I do, but if you aren’t careful, we will all end up six feet under.”
Suddenly, something occurs to me. “Wait, how did you know Grigory loves Kapriz?”
The tension in his shoulders is visible as he freezes and turns to face me. “Everyone knows he spends a lot of time there.”
I shake my head. “That’s bullshit. I had no idea until Anya told me.”
He bites the inside of his cheek. “I may be a regular member.” He shrugs. “It’s not something I like people to know.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “And one of my establishments wasn’t good enough for you?”
I own a number of strip clubs in Zelenograd.
“You know I’d be recognized by any of them. So I’ve been going to Kapriz for a couple of years. My job is busy and I don’t have time for dating or relationships.”
I run a hand through my hair as I’m not bothered that Konstantin most likely pays women for sex at the club. What I am worried about is the fact he chose my enemy’s club to attend.
“How do I know you haven’t been scheming with him behind my back? As you seem rather concerned about his club.”
Konstantin clenches his fists and walks toward me, putting me on high alert. “There’s a girl that works there. One I have been seeing for over a year and…” he trials off as if he knows how stupid it’s going to sound.
In that moment, I realize my Sovietnik has lost his heart to a working girl. “We hit the club when it was shut. There was no one inside.”
“The girls live in the building next door.”
“The blast was controlled. They will be fine.”
Konstantin shakes his head. “You shouldn’t have made that move without consulting with me. I’m supposed to be your second in command.”
He’s right. Konstantin is supposed to be involved in all the major decisions I make, but seeing Anya so upset when I returned last night, I didn’t think it through. I wanted to hurt Grigory for hurting my printessa, even though nothing shy of killing him would make up for what he did to her mother.
“I apologize, it was impulsive of me.”
He snorts. “You could say that again.” Shaking his head, he meets my gaze. “Now what?”
It’s a good question and I know he won’t be pleased with my half-assed answer. “We wait.”