Ruthless (BOOK III) COMPLETE

CHAPTER 33

DMITRY

We all stood around the office discussing Haydin's "plan".

"Haydin, is she a friend of yours?" She sighed and shook her head. "More like an enemy," she looked up at me. "But she's a close friend of Dmitry's." Everyone looked up at me. "Uh, what she meant was," I could feel my face getting hot. "They're fuck buddies. He shouldn't have a problem getting her here." I looked down on her. Where is this jealousy coming from? Mom hit me upside the head. "We're not fuck buddies, it was a few times before." I could feel myself getting turned on with this new found jealousy Haydin has.

"Okay, so this needs to happen sooner than later. More like tonight." Dad looked up at me. "Can we count on you to handle this?" I fucking hated this plan, but whatever gets us closer to ending this 12 year feud, then I'll do whatever it takes. "Fine. The sooner we get this over with, the better." I looked down at Haydin. She didn't look at me back. She's avoiding eye contact.

"Assemble our men. We need them to surround in case something goes wrong." I nodded and pulled out my phone. I dialed McKenna's number, hoping she picked up. I placed the phone on speaker.

"Well well well, if it isn't Dmitry Kennmore. To what do I owe the pleasure? You finally get sick of that rag mop?" Haydin tensed up. I pulled her close to me, soothing her. "Come on now McKenna play nice." She sighed. "Fine fine. I miss your strong firm coc———."

I hurried and took the phone off speaker and placed it up to my ear.

"Cock filling me. Won't you come over tonight?" I looked around the room. "I was hoping you'd come to me donzella."  She purred into the phone. "What time should I meet you?"  I can't believe I'm even doing this shit in the first place.

"8 o clock tonight. I'll be waiting." I didn't even wait for a response. I hung up on her. I looked down at Haydin. "You happy?" She snarked at me. "Ecstatic." She pulled away from me and stormed out of the office. "Fucking women.. I'll never understand them." I walked out, and down to Haydin's room. I didn't even bother knocking.

"I still can't shake the feeling that you had sex with her in the first place." I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Haydin, mi amore, all of this was before you. Yes it happened maybe a time while you were around but I wasn't interested in getting to know you because I know what I am capable of. I know what kind of man I am. I know what I do to women," I walked up to her and caressed her cheek. "But I haven't been that man in a while because of you. You're changing me and I fucking hate it, but at the same time I love it. Non sopporto il pensiero di perderti." She looked at me confused. "In time principessa will you understand what I'm saying."

I kissed her forehead and pulled away from her. "I don't want you seeing what happens tonight." Simply because if we have to kill her, I don't want her being a witness to that, or acting out of anger because of my history of whoring around.

"You will stay with my mother and sisters until we handle everything. If you're needed I will let you know, okay?" She nodded slowly. I needed her to understand that this shit is serious and I cannot have her getting hurt, not again. She's been in danger ever since because of me and I will not lose her to this at all, whether it's her dying or leaving me, I will not allow it. She touched my cheek. I know being with her is risky. You can't help who you fall for. I've fallen for my enemy. Even if she didn't know who she was, or who she came from, she's still considered my enemy, but I don't care about that.

I've fallen off the deep end and in all honesty, I don't care about getting back up as long as I have her. I shouldn't have let myself get this deep. I've let her go before and realized that I couldn't be without her. I'm a fucking selfish man. No man has ever had her and no man ever will have her. She's mine. Mind, body and soul. I'm possessive. I will kill anyone that ever tries to put hands on her. I would die to make sure she's alive and protected. I'm not perfect. Far fucking from it. I'm not knight in shining armor, but I know she will be well taken care of. If she were to leave, I wouldn't let her. I am a weak man.

Fuck, I hate to say it because once these words are uttered, everything gets that much broader.

I think I'm falling in love with her.