Brutal Boss (Bratva Brothers 1)

“Haven’t I already done that?” I ask. I slink out of his embrace and step toward my coat on the floor. I reach down, grab the wool jacket and slide my hand into the inside pocket, retrieving a flash drive.

“You didn’t use it against me?” Mikhail asks, surprise evident in his voice.

“I swore my allegiance to you,” I say, staring up into his darkened gaze.

He grabs my wrist with one hand, and with the other, I drop the flash drive into his palm. “No one knows your secrets. Not even me.”

I never connected the thumb drive to a computer. It would have been easy to betray him, turn him in, and have him arrested. No doubt there is incriminating evidence, something linking him to all the crimes his men and he have committed.

“You protected me,” Mikhail says, closing his hand around the drive. “You could have turned it over to the FBI, why didn’t you?”

I honestly don’t know. “I guess I’m not a very good agent after all,” I say.

His gaze tightens. “I don’t believe that for a second. Tell me the truth, Kisa.”

I press my lips together. The truth is harder to say aloud. “I think when it was time to hand the flash drive over, I already started having feelings for you.”

His features soften as a wry grin quirks at the corners of his lips. “Is that so?”

I shiver and grab my clothes from the floor. Without his body nestled up against mine, the room is colder.

Mikhail grabs his shirt from the floor. The buttons are strewn about, and he pulls the white cotton around my shoulders, letting it drape over me. “I like it when you wear my shirt.”

“Why is that?” I ask, slipping my arms into the sleeves. I pull the front lapels closed.

“It’s sexy having everyone know that you and the baby growing inside of you belong to me.”