Irish Promises

Chapter Thirty-Six

Stasia

I have to give it to Irvin he definitely doesn't skimp when it comes to living in luxury. Or maybe he's trying to impress me I don't know and I honestly couldn't give too shits because the suite we're in is quite literally the most impressive thing I have ever seen.

The moment we walked in and I saw the sheer size of it I'm pretty sure my eyes bugged right out of my head, and from the smirk that he failed to hide I'm pretty sure that was exact reaction he was looking for. 

Thankfully instead of hovering over me he took himself off to make "business calls" leaving me to saunter off to the bathroom and have a bath. Or well let Hugh know exactly where we are on the cool little encryption app he set up on my phone. I have no idea how it works as I'd kind of zoned out when he was explaining it all to me but what I do know is if Irvin goes through my phone he won't be able to find any communication between myself and Hugh. 

Which is exactly the way we need it to be to make any of this work.

Once my message is sent off and I get his reply confirming he's informed his brothers of the truth I let out a relived sigh and proceed to have my bath in quite possibly the biggest tub I have ever seen in my life.

Emptying out a full bottle of bubbles into it and being relatively unimpressed by the results.  

I know that if Hugh could see me now he'd be rolling his eyes but he never said anything about me not being able to enjoy any of this whilst I'm along for the ride which is the exact reason I proceed to order near enough everything off the room service menu without so much as a second thought for Irvin's bank balance. 

In truth if I can I'm going to attempt to make as much of a dent in it as quickly as I can before he gets exactly what he has coming to him. 

Call it divine retribution or karma, hell I don't know but either way I'm going to make his life a living hell over the next few days so his last waking moments on this planet are as infuriating as I can possibly make them. 

Thankfully at this point I'm basically an expert at getting under someone's skin having had plenty of experience with my father for the first eighteen years of my life and well with Hugh over the last few months. 

If pissing a man off was an Olympic sport I would have hundreds of gold medals by now. 

Even thinking about it makes me feel all giddy as I finish up in my bath, leaving a healthy amount of bubbly water splashed all over the floor and wrap myself up in one of the luxurious fluffy towels that feels just like wrapping myself up in a cloud. 

Making a mental note to myself to ensure we get these exact towels once I'm home with my guys. 

All fresh and clean I saunter out of the bathroom spotting Irvin and Bogdan speaking quietly amongst themselves, probably discussing whatever fabricated information that bitch Lydia has fed them today. 

She's another one I can't wait to see get exactly what's coming to her.

I had asked Hugh or well begged him to let me shave all that blonde hair off and stuff it down her throat but he said no much to my displeasure.

'We need her for this' were his exact words and I wasn't happy in the slightest. 

It's also the main reason why I've been banned from visiting him at his office, probably because he knows full well that there isn't a hope in hell I'd be able to keep my mouth shut and not call her out. 

Or throw her out the window. Or cut her up with tiny scissors. The possibilities are endless. 

Probably destroying everything we've put together over the last few weeks as well but I think it would be worth it, Hugh obviously not agreeing with me.  

You'd think she'd be smart enough not to use her work phone and email to contact Irvin but then again I guess it's worked in our favour that she has done because Hugh was able to pick up on her deceit quickly enough. Now every single bit of information she's been passing back to Irvin had been completely false. 

Thick bitch. 

As soon as Bogdan and Irvin spot me they halt their conversation and the way Irvin eyes me in my towel tells me he's definitely not impressed with the fact I'm so bare in front of Bogdan, especially with the way he keeps his eyes averted away from me. 

Looking down at my towel I bite down on my bottom lip when my eyes meet Irvin's again. 

"All of my clothes are back at the house" I say gesturing to myself. "I kinda have no other options" 

"I'll have everything you need brought here by the end of the day" he says with a nod acknowledging my predicament. 

And here goes step number one. 

"There's actually a boutique that I get all my clothes from" I explain awkwardly glancing at Bogdan briefly. "They er- well they're the only place that always has my size in" 

They're not it's a blatant lie but I've had everything picked out that I need, and there's a little extra package I need from there. 

"I can call ahead and ask for I need so it can be picked up" I offer and he's nodding his agreement straight away. 

Perfect. 

"Just let Bogdan know and he'll make the arrangements" he says giving Bogdan a look that I gather means he's dismissed. 

Bogdan nods his acknowledgment and turns to leave straight away causing Irvin to move towards me, his eyes way more heated than I'm comfortable with right now. I know full well what he's wanting or well expecting to happen and there is not a chance in hell he is going to come anywhere near my body. 

I also have the perfect solution for that as well. 

"Oh Bogdan could you grab me some tampon's as soon as possible please. I used the last one in my bag and well you know" I say cringing slightly "I need the superplus ones please" I add and the way Irvin halts his steps and his face scrunches up shows just how much of a pathetic excuse of a man he is. 

He might think he's all strong and powerful but that one reaction right there is exactly what separates boys from men. 

I'm not on my period but he doesn't have to know that and the only way he's going to find out for sure is if he pops down there and checks for himself which is something I don't think he plans on doing.

More fool him though because if he thinks just the mention of me being on my period is disgusting he hasn't seen anything yet. 

He's going to regret ever setting his eyes on me in more ways than one. 

When the door knocks both men or well man children seem to let out a relieved sigh before their faces scrunch up with confusion. 

"Oooo that'll be for me" I announce cheerfully. "I was a bit peckish" I say and go to move towards the door to welcome my hoards of food but I'm stopped before I can take more than a couple steps. 

"Bogdan will get it" Irvin snaps his tone way harsher than I've ever heard come from him before. 

Bogdan goes straight over to the door and the way both of their expressions fall when not one cart of food but five get rolled in one after the other is almost too enjoyable. 

"Peckish?" Irvin asks a rather extensive amount of sarcasm in his tone, his brows shooting up. 

"Yeah peckish, it means slightly hungry" I inform him waving hand about. 

Then I move towards all the glorious food and proceed to pile my plate as high as it can go with everything available to me. 

There isn't a chance in hell that I'm going to be able to eat it all but I'm dam well going to give it a good try and eat until my belly is screaming at me to stop. Then who knows Irvin might even be treated to a lovely round of explosive gas if I've combined my selections just right. 

Showing him exactly how delightful little Anastasia Petrov can be.