Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25558 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25558 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
“Let’s go home,” I tell her. Her brows pull together. Does she think I mean back to the island? I push off the couch and off her small body before I take more than I should. I offer her my hand. “Come home with me, Willa. You’re an adult, and it’s Friday. We have all weekend.” Her teeth sink into her bottom lip. “You wanted to find yourself.”
“And I can do that with you?” She places her hand into mine, and I pull her to her feet. She may not realize it yet, but I will be the only one she will be finding herself with. I’ll be her first and last everything.
“We can do it together.”
“You really want to spend the weekend with me?”
“Why would I lie about that? I could have one of my men take you home right now, but I don’t want you to leave.” Ever. I leave that one little word out for now. Again, she’s not ready for that yet. I need to ease her into the idea of being mine forever.
“I want to stay.” I take her hand, not bothering to respond. To ask if she is sure or give her any wiggle room. She made her wish clear, and I’m ready to fulfill it. I lead her off the dock and toward my car, opening the passenger door for her.
“It looks fast,” Willa says when I slip into the driver's seat.
“I’ll let you drive it this weekend.”
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
“Seat belt,” I tell her, reaching over to pull it over her.
“Thanks.”
“Stick with me, and I’ll keep you safe while you do anything you want to, Princess.” I pull out of the parking lot, heading toward my place. It’s late, and I pick up speed, making her smile grow.
“What all could we do this weekend?”
“What do you want to do?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t thought about it too much.”
“Well, think on it then, Princess.”
“And you’ll make it happen?”
“You just come up with the ideas, and I’ll handle the rest.”
I hit the button for the gate to my building to open. I pull down into the underground garage. “I’ll get it,” I tell her before hopping out and going around to open her door and helping her out. Her eyes glance around the garage. I own the whole building. It’s four floors if you count this one. Down here is where I keep my vehicles, along with the fighting ring.
“Do you have fights here?”
“Not typically, but sometimes people want to spar.” I lead her over to the elevator. I use my thumb to unlock it.
“You own the whole building?”
“Yes, but I stick to the top floor.” There isn’t much need for the third floor, but the second is a gym and another office for me. I am not planning to rent or lease it out. It’s my space to use when I want or not.
“I didn’t bring anything with me.” Willa pulls at her sweater as we ride the elevator up.
“You can wear something of mine.” She turns her head to peek up at me through her lashes. “Or you don’t have to wear anything at all.”
“Vasily,” she whispers my name, her full, round cheeks tinting pink. Willa is too irresistible. I lean down and press my mouth to hers. The way her body melts right into mine lets me know that while she might be a bit shy and inexperienced, her body knows what she wants, and I’m bastard enough to play into that. To use it to my advantage.
"Come," I tell her when the door slides open. The second the door closes behind us, a relief I didn't know I needed releases. Having her in my space, all to myself is exactly what I needed.
“Wow. This place is so modern and sleek.” She looks around in awe, which surprises me, considering she grew up in a mansion herself. I have also seen her father’s condo here in the city. It is one of the most expensive, all for show really. That’s all Karl ever was.
"Since the contractors finished their work, I haven't done much with it." That has been almost a year ago. I’ve never had people up here. That is for the bottom two floors.
“Maybe it could use a bit of color.” Willa smirks as she runs her hand across the back of the couch. “But the open floor plan is lovely.”
“We can add decorating to the list of things to do this weekend.” She snorts a laugh.
“Only teasing.”
“It could use a feminine touch.” I come up behind her, pulling her hair to the side to lean down and kiss her neck.
“You don’t want it to be mannish.”
“I want you to like it.”
“I do.” She slightly tilts her head, letting me know she wants my mouth on her again. I oblige.