Heartless Love

❀ Chapter 22 ~ You're Pathetic

❤︎︎ DIMITRI'S POV ❤︎

I looked down at the numerous pages of principal paperwork that were scattered over my desk. Several pointless contracts and inquiries had been sent to me from the various other mafias. I would've thrown them out by now but that would only result in more disputes.

My mind was completely engrossed with the images of her. It had been three days since that night on the yacht.

I strained myself to stay in my office day and night. I refused to go home, not until I had completed every section of work I needed to. I hadn't even caught a brief look of her heavenly face yet. I was finding it harder and harder to resist myself from getting into my car and driving home, laying besides her, playing with her silky soft hair, taking off her shir-. I immediately shut off all of my invasive thoughts. My desire to touch her only rose as the hours went by but I knew I had to refrain from being distracted by her otherwise my mafia would fall to shit. She had me in her clutch.

I closed my eyes and got back to work. I answered a few important calls and signed a small portion of the many contracts that were sprawled out on my desk.

I needed something to wake me up. "Harris, prinesi mne chashku chernogo kofe. Bez sakhara (Harris, bring me a cup of black coffee. No sugar)" I instructed my personal assistant.

My mind was going insane. I sighed and threw my head back on my chair, staring at the white ceiling. I tried to clear my thoughts but none of my methods had succeeded. I looked out at the view of the city from my office window, it seemed to relax me. I could feel my muscles becoming less tense. The reoccurring thought of her alluring body slowly disappeared from my consciousness.

That was until.....I heard my phone ringing, I reached into my pocket and quickly answered the phone knowing who it was. I could no longer resist myself.

"Hi, Dimitri" her voice.....her angelic voice......my name sounded so fucking pretty, so sweet, so innocent coming from her mouth.

I cleared my throat, fuck! "Yes, detka" I wanted to say so much more. I wanted to tell her about how I wanted nothing more but to fuck her right now, but I refrained.

"I was.....um....wandering when you'd be home. It's been a little over 3 days now and I.....I mi- it's just that- nothing it's nothing" I found myself dazed in her nervousness. A smirk fell on my lips.

"And you what?" I teased.

"Nothing"

"Hm? Surely it has to be something detka, what were you about to say my love?" My smirk only grew wider.

"I-I'm going to leave now so-"

I cut her off "don't make me ask again detka" I heard an angry sigh from them other end.

"Fine I was going to say that I miss you so could you please come home?" I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I could feel my trousers getting tighter and tighter the harder I got.

"Oh really? Well since you asked so nicely maybe I'll consider it" i lied to her because in fact I had already considered it.

"Oh and detka"

"Yeh......"

"There's no need for you to be so nervous around me, after all, last night I did f-" she quickly cut me off this time. "O-okay well I have to go. Bye" she quickly ended the call. I couldn't see her but I could tell she was getting flustered.....it turned me on....so fucking much.

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❤︎ ZOHA'S POV ❤︎