Raine

Before I had time to even stand to my feet, Vladimir rounded the corner into the bedroom. I froze. He stopped and stared at me for a long moment while I sat on the edge of the bed. Then his steely gaze swept around the room slowly, ending at me again. He licked his lips and murmured almost too quietly for me to hear, "You must be a good fuck, for him to go to this length to keep you all to himself."

I had no intention of responding to that, so remained silent.

"Let's go," he demanded.

Every self-preservation instinct in my body resisted getting an inch closer...