Chapter Sixteen
Varya
I’m waiting for Maksim on the bed in the room that has been assigned to me. Sleeping in his room the past couple of nights makes this room seem dull in comparison. The man’s room is as great and powerful as he is.
The man makes my knees knock together by him looking at me. The sex is off the charts hot and he melts me with him every time. I can’t help it. My pussy floods with desire just thinking about it.
Suddenly, Maksim is standing at the door with a wicked look on his face. “Give me your phone.”
I quickly hand him my phone. He takes it and begins to look through it quickly. His fingers are tapping along the screen until he is satisfied with whatever he is doing. He throws the phone to the ground and stomps on it.
The screen cracks quickly and loudly echoing through the room.
“Uh?” I question.
“Change of plans. You and I are going to eat dinner first. Come on, let’s go to the kitchen and make dinner.”
My head swims with something I don’t know. I’m confused he wants to stay after he made it seem like we had to get out of here so quickly. I don’t get it at all.
I thought we had to leave before Sergei came.
Maksim sticks his hand out for me to grab which I do quickly. “Are you going to come with me?”
I know what he is asking. I know he’s asking if I want to denounce everything I had with Sergei. If I want to be with him over Sergei. Once the ties have been severed, there is no going back.
I nod my head. “Yes.”
We walk down towards the kitchen hand in hand. I love watching him work around the kitchen with how cocky he is and how gorgeous he is. The man is a god, that’s for sure.
“You cook?” I ask while sitting on a bar stool in the kitchen.
He nods. “Yeah. Someone has to cook for me.”
That leads me to my next question. “Why aren’t you married or something?” I’ve been dying to know why he is still single.
He smirks. “Haven’t found anyone worth my time yet.”
“And now?” I question while draining the wine in my glass.
“Still up for debate but it is promising.”
My body floods with pleasure. “What are you making?” I ask.
Maksim smiles at me and leans over the counter to give me a kiss. “Don’t worry about it.”
