Bratva Queen (complete)

Chapter 14

(RPOV)

I sat on the edge of the desk that I had just had Dimitri at my mercy on. In that moment I wanted to shove my fist THROUGH whoever was at the doors face, and beat them into a bloody fucking pulp.

I was sooo sure that I was about to find out exactly what is would feel like to have Dimitri inside me. But nooo, again we just had to be interrupted.

I thought that I would remind him of what we had just been doing together before we were so rudely interrupted. Maybe it would tempt him beyond his steadfast self-control.

After rebuttoning his shirt Dimitri unlocked and opened the door, and in walked Ivan, Yuri, Mishka and Emil. Well, now I knew who I wanted to punch in the face.

I gave them all an exasperated look that they didn't see, but Dimitri did. And he laughed, because he knew exactly why I was looking at them like that. When he laughed, I rolled my eyes at him.

(DPOV)

I watched Roza from the corner of my eye as I talked to my friends. She was paying attention to the conversation. But every once in a while I saw her run her hand over the desk where we were making out earlier. And I knew that she was not only remembering herself, but she was stealthily reminding me of what we had been doing earlier. Not that I needed a reminder, those memories were burned into my mind. Just like every other time that we touched each other.

As the guys and I sat around the office and talked I watched out my peripheral vision as Roza draped herself across our desks. She lay on her side with her head in her hand as she ran the fingers of her other hand up and down her leg. Occasionally, she would even run the tips of her fingers under the hem of her dress.

The more I watched her the shallower and more ragged that my breathing became. And the more difficult it became to concentrate on my conversation. She was such a tempting goddess. With her every breath I watched as her cleavage rose and fell above the top of her dress.

"Did you guys check in on Adrian?" I asked, trying to take my mind off of the goddess that was draped across my desk.

"Yes."

"How is that going?"

"Well, Mason and Eddie are having quite a bit of fun with him."

"Roza and I will take some time tomorrow and go out to visit him for a while. Ivan, the idea that Roza came up with is opening some high class houses of women."

"Do you mean brothels?" He repeated my question.

"Yes, but she doesn't like that word. So, we are just calling them houses of women."

"Ok, that is fine with me. I never really liked that word either, I always thought it was demeaning and derogatory to the women that worked there." 

The guys all nodded.

I guess Roza and I weren't alone with that thought.

"Anyway, she wants us to open several high class houses throughout all of Russia, Turkey and Romania. She also wants us to expand into the States, the UK, Japan and China."

"Damn, she is smart isn't she?"

"She is amazing." I answered as I stared at the woman who had turned my whole world upside down in just the span of two days. 

"Babe, didn't you have a question about chop shops?"

"Mmm hmmm." She moaned and my cock twitched.

"Wh... what was your question my love?" 

She crooked her finger calling me to her side. It was like there was a rope tied around me and she was pulling me to her side with every flex of that finger.