Arranged Bratva Love

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The only man in my employ I trusted with Adelaide’s life was Leo. The man was married with three children. He worked hard to keep his life away from his family. I helped to a point, but there was only so much I could do. There was no way he’d fall for my wife, nor would he put her in danger.

Running a hand down my face, I glanced over the endless list of files that had mounted on my desk. I’d gone back to the casino, which was my main base for work. I had plenty of offices around the city and across my territory, but this was the place I settled into most. This was where I had access to everything I needed.

My thoughts kept returning to Adelaide. To the hug she’d given me that very morning. Women hugged me all the time. She was right, I didn’t have a celibate life. I’d enjoyed plenty of women but none of them had been my wife.

Adelaide was different. She’d dressed this morning, and wore the clothes I’d picked for her, but I did not like it. They were not her at all.

I know I just need to get laid. Since the wedding and the shit with Ivan, I haven’t had the chance to take care of my own needs. There’s no other woman that appeals to me. No one I want, other than to feel Adelaide’s virgin cunt sliding down my dick. That’s what I wanted, but I wasn’t going to get it.

I had to focus. To get my thoughts away from my fucking wife and to think about the business at hand.

My spies at the Evil Savages MC compound had told me exactly what Demon was going to do. He planned to attack six of my warehouses. Three of them contained cocaine, two had guns, and the other two were empty. The plan was to transfer all the drugs to one location ready to distribute. The guns could go. We didn’t need them, and they were excess storage. I planned to catch them off guard and strike as they raid our base.

The target was his oldest daughter, considered the princess of the club. I glanced at the picture of Cassie. She was a stunner, no doubt about it. Endless lengths of blonde hair, shocking blue eyes, with a face that made men take notice. She had an attitude. The picture alone showcased that. From the details I’d been given, she had a temper as well. She wasn’t a nice woman. Spoiled since birth with an entire club at her beck and call, all because of her father. She would be in for a rude awakening by the time I got done with her. I smiled, thinking about it.

I closed the file, opened my bottom drawer, used the key to access the spare panel, and slid the file inside.

Patience was a gift, and when the time was right, I’d take care of my enemies. I’d not heard from Ivan yet, but I had heard the rumors of his reappearance. The man always wanted to make an entrance.

The door to my office opened.

“You can’t go in there.”

I looked up to see Bethany striding across the room toward me, with a wicked glint shining in her eye as if she had some kind of special secret she couldn’t wait to tell me about. Glancing at the guard, I dismissed him with a nod of my head. I’d deal with him later. For now, I had to handle this fucking bitch. I hadn’t seen her since the wedding.

“What do you want?”

“Is that any way to greet an old fiancee?” she asked, flicking her hair over her shoulder. The blonde wasn’t her natural hair color. There wasn’t a whole lot of Bethany that was real.

Fake tits, cheeks, ass, and lips. All of it came from a plastic surgeon. Her mother was the same way. Both women were addicted to surgery.

Locking my fingers together, I waited.

She giggled. The same fake sound she used on men when she tried to get what she wanted. Bethany had never liked me. Her feelings never mattered to me, because I couldn’t stand her either. I played the part, pretended the whole role, even allowed her to make up lies about it. It was all easy. The marriage was the final goal and Ivan always got what he wanted.

I don’t know the exact details of what Bethany did to piss him off, but either way, her ass had been kicked out, and Adelaide’s was next. I had an inkling it had to do with the way she treated Slavik’s woman, Aurora. I’d scolded her at the time, cut off her funds, but Ivan went to the next level.

Aurora clearly had a way about her. I think I might have referred to her pussy being golden or something along those lines. Slavik was certainly smitten. I’d never known him to be so pissed off with me talking about a woman like I had.

I chuckled and Bethany stopped. “I find it funny you would call yourself old, but that is very true. You didn’t have what it took to be my wife.”

Bethany pouted. “You say such cruel things.”

“You’re a bitch and a whore, Bethany. You and I both know you’ve got a problem. It’s one of the reasons your parents worked so fucking hard to keep the money flowing. How does it feel to need your little sister to help pay the bills?”

Her hands clenched at her sides and the lips she tried so hard to keep plump had gone into a weird shape, I was guessing a sneer. What was the draw? Bethany was beautiful. No doubt about it. She could snap her fingers and people would come running, but I wasn’t just anyone.

There was a whole world full of Bethanys-spiteful, nasty pieces of work. They were not ashamed or afraid to use others to get what they wanted.

I know it’s absurd to be offended by her, but I was the one who used people, not her. I wanted her out of my office. Instead, Bethany moved further in, coming toward me, perching on the end of my desk, crossing her legs. The skirt she wore was small and I could tell she didn’t have any panties on.

“You know, I can make every single fantasy come true,” she said, spreading her thighs wide. “I can rock your world, Andrei. I know you need a real woman to handle your needs.” She spread her thighs again. “I can take it all. You can have whatever you want. My pussy, my ass, my mouth. One after the other. You can flood me with your spunk, and I’d lick it right up off the floor.”

She reached toward me and I grabbed her wrist, stopping her. Her lips did that weird thing again.

“You want money.”

“Adelaide doesn’t want you. She’s too good. Too squeaky clean to want you near her. I’m dirty, Andrei. I can give you it all. Ride my cunt, fuck me raw, baby. I know you want to.”

I’d never touched this woman. I twisted her hand and she cried out and grabbed the back of her neck. I slammed her across my desk and tugged hard on her hair until she was pressed flush against my desk as I dug into her back.

“If you ever speak about my wife like that again, I will cut your disgusting throat. I never wanted your nasty cunt, Bethany. I had no plans to be with you at all. Now, I suggest you get the fuck out of my office before I change my mind. I’m in the mood to see this neck dripping with blood.”

I move from behind the desk, tossing her away from me, where she crumbles to the floor.

“Please, I need money, Andrei. He told me he would kill me if I don’t get him the money first.”

I shake my head knowing it’s not my problem.

“Where?” I asked.

“What?”

“Where did you find him?”

She told me the location and that pissed me off even more. If Bethany hadn’t been in my territory, I could send her right back to her parents without a care in the world. She purchased drugs from one of my clubs, by a guy who didn’t work for me, and someone I’d never heard of before. It pissed me off.

“Get the fuck out,” I said.

“Please, Andrei, I’ll do anything you want.”

“Then get the hell out of my sight before I kill you myself. Tell me where you’re staying. I’ll deal with your problem, then you get the hell out of my city.”

Ivan didn’t want me to kill Bethany yet. When he did, I was more than happy to deal with it.

Once Bethany was out of my office, I was done. I needed to get her stench off me.

I left the building, found my car, and slid behind the driver’s seat. With Leo taking care of Adelaide, I hadn’t chosen another driver. There was Terrance who I could give a shot to, but I didn’t trust easily.

The drive through the city toward my penthouse didn’t relax me. Bethany’s appearance pissed me off. I knew she was up to something, and with the Evil Savages MC causing me trouble as well as the mafia, I didn’t have time for her to be a problem. She hated her sister. With her begging for money and help, that had to mean something.

I parked my car and headed to my elevator. I had to use a special code to get inside, which I typed in. This was added protection for myself and my wife. As I stood in the elevator, I checked my cell phone to see several texts from Leo. Opening them up, I froze as I saw my wife eating lunch with a man I didn’t recognize. The images were clear. She hugged this man, kissed his cheek, and they sat, sharing looks with one another.

Jealousy wasn’t an emotion I was used to. Adelaide was my wife. Her smiles and kisses were all mine, and I didn’t know who this man was.

My elevator doors opened, and Terrance was standing guard. I dismissed him as I entered. Leo stood near the living room and I nodded at him to leave as well. Adelaide was on the floor, legs crossed, with several pictures in front of her.

“Andrei,” she said, getting to her feet.

The skirt and blouse she wore this morning were gone, replaced with a pair of sweatpants and an oversized shirt. Her hair was still in the bun but several strands had escaped.

“Who was the man you had lunch with?” I asked.

The smile dropped from her face. “What?”

“You heard me.”

She glanced down at the pictures she’d been holding. “He’s a friend. That’s all.”

“And I told you not to have anything to do with someone from your former life.”

“He’s the only friend I’ve got.”

“And I’m not allowing my wife to have lunch with another man.”

“Andrei, you’re blowing this completely out of proportion.”

I took a step toward her, staring down at her beautiful, plump mouth. I had missed her all fucking day and she went and had lunch with another man. I didn’t accept it.

Sinking my fingers into her hair, I tug her close, and kiss her hard, almost bruising. I needed to wipe the memory of the man she’d been with from her mind.