Chapter 30

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I nodded because I did trust him, I trusted him with my life, and sooo much more. I trusted him with my everything, especially since he is my everything.

He got up and took a pair of running shorts out of his duffle bag, without bothering with underwear, he put the shorts on.

Turning back to me, he asked, "better?"

"Better, but not great. I would prefer you covered, from the top of your head to the tips of your toes." I pouted at him.

"Don't pout sexy, or I won't be able to get our food. Or the other things, that you ordered."

I smiled, "fine."

Laughing and shaking his head, he opened the door. Three trolleys were wheeled in, filled with food. Four more guys came in behind them, carrying the chests.

"Just place the chests on the floor, at the foot of the bed, please gentlemen. Thank you." Dimitri said.

"Mitya, there is a bowl right next to the door, please tip each of them."

He reached into the bowl and took out a fist full of folded bills. He looked at me incredulously.

"Babe, do you realize that these are all one hundred-dollar bills?"

"Yes."

"If you're sure."

I nodded.

The guys all lined up to leave, and Dimitri handed each of them, a hundred-dollar bill.

"Thank you again, gentleman."

"Yes sir, you are most welcome. Just let us know if you need anything else, sir, ma'am."

Before Dimitri could close the door, I said, "wait, Mitya. Moroi, and Eddie go to your rooms. Addie, take Vika and Syd with you. All of you, feel free to order anything that you want, from room service."

Dimitri chuckled.

(DPOV)

The looks on every one's face, when Roza sent them to their rooms, was boarder line hysterical. They all looked like, petulant little five-year-old's, being punished by their mama.

And I guess, in a way, they pretty much were. I mean, Roza is the alpha of our group, she always has been and always will be. Even though she thought that myself and the moroi were more important. They weren't, and they never would be, and neither would I. She and our future children, would always come first. No matter the circumstances.

I bet, that when they get to their rooms, they will be surprised, and hopefully thankful. I just hope, that Adrian, doesn't let my little sister get drunk. Or let her smoke, one of those nasty ass cigars, that Roza had ordered for him.

I know, that going by Russian laws, Vika is past the legal drinking age. I just didn't want her drinking so much, that she gets sick, or has a hangover. Those were not fun, at all. I learned that lesson the hard way and she will probably have to as well.

I closed the door, and Roza and I busted out laughing.

"I'm going to watch Lissa open the chest, do you want to watch with me?"

"How?"

"Just concentrate on me, and what I am seeing."

"Ok." I answered, as I settled back on the bed, with my Roza wrapped in my arms.

(RPOV)

*BOND VISION*

"Why would Rose send all of us out of the room?"

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