Only His

Chapter Thirty-Four

Imani

Fuck me and all the shit that comes with my life. Brayden had tapped off my ear for so long about me going to Italy. I could do what I wanted and I needed a break.

He had ruined my whole mood for the night. Talking about my sentence and our deal. I was still going to give him what he wants, but he expects me to hand it to him overnight. Coming back to the US was like chaos.

There were so many news outlets about the bombings and they assumed it was war criminals. There was also the fact that Kazimir could have started a world war. I didn't think it was that bad until coming back. There were casualties, but it was a low death rate, which was good. I would have hated it if he killed many people.

There was our phone call from the other night, I couldn't ask him much. I was tired and just finished my shift. I liked that he called me as it made me feel good. I missed hearing his voice as well.

If I was to see him again, I would get excited. I couldn't wait to be in his arms once more. Just to smell him and touch him, even more to fuck him.

He has been on my mind this whole week and it's a bit frustrating. I would stare off and think about him. His hair, his mouth, his hands and all of it. I shake my head and snapped out of my daze.

I had to focus and stop getting distracted by him. I moved around the club and I just took drinks like usual. I didn't need to work in the club as Pavel had taken over and the actual rat was dead. I stayed for Megan and for the extra money.

Cardi was playing on the speakers as some girls were dancing. Megan was up on the stage shaking her ass and had money flying her way. I smiled while watching and serving.

I got my tips by flirting and talking, to be a little nice I would guide their hands a bit down my body, then stop. It has become my favorite thing to do as they love it so much. I moved to my next table, when I noticed men with suits entered.

I paused and watched. Who the fuck where they? I looked at them, then I watched as I recognized a few faces. I saw Mikhail and he was looking around the place. I put down the tray I had and started walking over to him as fast as my heels let me go.

"Mikhail?"

He noticed me and a warm smile covered his face. It made me smile as well, because that meant he was here. Did he seriously come all the way here, because of a phone call?

"Boss lady, it's good to see you again."

"It's good, to see you as well."

I gave him a hug, but that was before I was pulled away from him. Strong muscular arms caged me and held me against his body. The scent of powerful clean musk invaded my scenes and I relaxed into his arms.

"You're not to touch my men or even hug them," he snarls.

"Kaz, you just got here," I laugh.

I turned around and I looked up at his handsome face. I was happy to see him again and his brown golden eyes were dark and dimmed from the lighting. He leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. I moved my arms around his neck and he held my lower back.

Our tongues collide and meet each other every time. We savored our taste of each other, loving the moment of being back together. I pulled away from the kiss not wanting to, but we were still in the club.

"When did you get here?"

"An hour ago, but we aren't staying long. We are going to Miami in five hours."

"What do you mean we're going to Miami?"

I take a step back and move from his embrace. I wasn't expecting that. He reached for me and pulled me back to him. I stayed put and I was honestly not up for this conversation.