His brother

51. Chapter

Moscow, Russia
June

My hands were stuck in the pockets of my gray trousers and I was tapping my foot on the floor. I let out a bored breath and sat down in the beige armchair. I tapped my fingers on the chair and leaned my head against the wall.

I hated women's shopping.

We've been here for at least three hours and passed at least ten shops. Waiting for her to pick out some clothes seemed to take forever. I didn't understand why she kept it all for the last minute.

Friday was the big day for it all to end. I needed to switch off for a while and not be bored to death. Christina, however, had a different opinion. The woman had me really wrapped around her finger and she was very aware of it.

Bored, I took out my phone and read the new messages. I grinned and looked up when I finally heard the cabin open. I looked at her with a frown and put my heel on my thigh.

She was wearing a dark blue satin dress with thin straps. She smiled cheerfully and raised her eyebrows impatiently.

"Definitely not," she stopped.

"What? Why not?" she frowned.

"They're too exposed," she rolled her eyes.

"I know, that's why I like them." I was definitely not going to change my opinion.

"No" and I went back to reading Damario's messages again.

"Max?" I raised my head and I didn't like the look at all.

She gave me her hand and I very reluctantly took it. She pulled us inside the cabin and sat us in a chair. She lifted her dress and straddled me. She grabbed my neck and bit my lower lip. She flipped her blonde hair to the right side and tilted her head to the side.

I watched her the whole time without blinking an eye. I probably wasn't even breathing.

This little woman will lead me to my grave one day.

She sighed softly and moved her pelvis. My friend down there immediately responded to her, which she noticed and grinned confidently. I automatically grabbed her round bottom and pulled her in for a kiss.

"Chris!" I growled and she smiled widely. I hypnotized her red lips and looked up into her blue eyes.

"They're beautiful, Maximilian." She moved again, rubbing against my throbbing cock. I closed my eyelids pleasantly.

"But too exposed. You know I don't like it when you dress provocatively like that," she rolled her eyes and I slapped her ass hard, "stop rolling your eyes!" I warned her.

"Fine." she smiled mischievously and leaned towards my lips, which she kissed passionately. She grabbed my hair and ran her tongue over my lower lip.

"I want you," she whispered in my ear. She unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down to my thighs. She drooled on him and very slowly mounted on him. We both tilted our heads in pleasure. She pounced on my lips again and I gently lifted her up to could slide into it.

"I'll try these again and I'm done." I put my finger to her lips when I heard a woman's strange voice.

"Shh" I said and she nodded. She bit my shoulder as I stood up and leaned her against the wall of the booth. Holding her ass I slowly slid my cock into her without being heard.

"I will wait for you outside. This is nothing for me. I am old for such things, Vasilisa. Can't you send one of our people?" spoke another voice, this time male.

"Nikita, stop babbling." I pounced on her lips to muffle her gasps. I grabbed her neck and pulled out of her. I grinned as she frowned. I entered her again and slid deep into her.

***

"Ready?" I asked as the car pulled up in front of a large building.

"Let's get the hell out of here," she grinned.

"My baby girl" I gave her a kiss on the cheek and Alejandro opened the door for us. I got out and Chris offered his hand which she accepted. We were blinded by several flashes of lightning on the way inside.

Fucking paparazzi!

Hand in hand we entered the building and passed into the lobby where several dignitaries were in their best tuxedos and fancy dresses. I looked around and cut at each person. I turned my gaze to my companion in the satin blue dress. Her hair was up and around her neck was a diamond necklace that I bought her for Christmas.

"Na," she handed me a glass, "so that today everything turns out as it should." we chatted and drank sweet champagne. I couldn't shake the bad feeling that settled in my chest.

I looked for Damario, who was standing near me in a black suit. Our eyes met and he shook his head. I found Ander in the crowd, who also shook his head. Just then my phone vibrated, I looked up at Chris in confusion.

"The number is hidden," I told her and she nodded.

"It's about to start, get ready." she grabbed her ear where she had the receiver. I moved away from them and took the call.

"What if I went straight to the point? I don't like it when people don't act directly." I nodded.

"Alright, Seven, I'm listening," I said, looking up to see a woman in a long black dress with a white bushy fur coat standing. Her hair was in a ponytail and a white mask was on her face.

It was undoubtedly her.

She waved at me and I'm sure she gave me a confident grin.

"What if you came down and we could talk privately? I don't like talking to people on the phone." I slowly walked to the stairs.

"That's fair, I admit, but I have to refuse. I never play fair, that's why only the strong survive," I walked along the red carpet on the stairs and approached the railing where she was standing a little while ago. However, she was no longer there, "this time only this conversation has to be enough for you. I know you came negotiate, but I offer you better information." I frowned.

"I'm listening," I said.

"What if I just tell you that your brother never jumped off that fatal bridge? What if it was all planned and his faithful dogs helped him do it? What if he just happens to live in New York? What if your little brother tricked you?" my heart stopped.