The door opened, revealing Nina. She walked inside before kicking the door closed. “What did you need?”
“I need to speak with Nina alone,” I said loudly. I saw Viktor raise an eyebrow, but he walked out without a word.
“Nikolay, I need you to stay outside at the door,” I ordered. He nodded and walked out too, closing the door behind him.
I stared at Nina as she took a seat on the couch. “So what is it? Anyone I need to kill? You could have told me the name on the phone.”
“Strip.”
Her mouth fell open and then snapped shut again. “What?” she sputtered.
I crossed my arms. “You heard me.”
“Look, I am no longer an undercover at the clubs. I’m not a stripper. And I’m not your fuck buddy anymore. So nope.”
“I don’t want to fuck you, either. That’s not why you are here. I’m not interested in you,” I replied drily.
“I don’t know if I should be insulted or not,” she shot back, sending me a fierce glare.
“It looks like I have to spell out everything for you,” I said, sitting forward.
She rolled her eyes. “Oh please, enlighten me.”
So I did.
And she laughed. “Do you really think it would work?”
I swallowed hard at the question and rubbed my forehead tiredly. “This could either go really bad or give us a good result.”
“And if it goes bad?”
“Then we’re back to square one. But I’m hoping for good results.”
“Cool, I’ll do it,” she agreed. Nina removed her black jacket and shirt.
When she was only in her undergarments, she walked toward me. I pushed my chair back, giving her space to fit between my legs.
I blew out a loud breath and closed my eyes. I felt her kneel between my spread thighs. When her hands made contact with my legs, I froze.
I trembled with panic and fear. What if this went bad?
I grabbed Nina’s hand. “Don’t touch me,” I growled, pulling her hands off.
“Got it,” she muttered.
I counted the seconds in my head, and each second was overwhelming.
When I heard the door open and Maddie’s voice, my fingers fisted around Nina’s hair and brought her head closer to my crotch.
This better work.
I guided her head up and down, mimicking the movement of her sucking me off. I opened my eyes and saw Ayla staring at me.
I smirked and tilted my head back. My Angel stood frozen, her gaze going to Nina’s head before moving back to my eyes.
There it was. The spark I was looking for.
There was a hint of anger in those beautiful green eyes. Her hands went to her stomach, and she rubbed her rounded belly, trying to soothe herself.
Her chest moved faster, her breathing becoming louder.
I groaned and fucking hated it.
Ayla shook her head, and I saw tears in her eyes. She looked hurt.
I should have been ashamed. I waited for the searing pain in my chest. It was there. It was definitely there at the sight of seeing Ayla hurt.
But I was also fucking ecstatic.
At least she wasn’t numb to what she seeing.
When I groaned again and acted as if I came, I saw a tear slide down her cheek. It broke my fucking heart, and I instinctively pushed Nina away.
She stood up and walked around the desk, leaning her hips against it. “Hello there,” she drawled huskily.
Ayla flinched and took a step back. It confirmed my suspicion.
Seeing Nikolay at the door again, Nina and I together, it definitely brought back some things from the past. A distant memory of us.
I just hoped this didn’t push her further away from me.
I glanced at Maddie. She nodded and took Ayla’s arm, pulling her out of the room.
As soon as the door closed, I stood up and faced the window, my muscles coiled with tension. “I hated doing this.”
Punching the wall beside me, I closed my eyes.
“If I’m honest, it was pretty awkward. But did you find what you wanted?” Nina asked quietly.
“Yeah, I did. I just need to see the aftermath now,” I muttered, my chest feeling heavy. My lungs were drawn up tight, and it was harder to breathe.
“I hope it works out,” she said before leaving.
I stayed in the office for a few more minutes. Pacing the length of it, I couldn’t shake the image of Ayla’s tears.
Fear and worry were instilled inside of me, choking me. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I walked out of the office. I knew Ayla would be waiting for me in our room. Maddie was strictly instructed to bring her back there.
I paused outside the door, feeling suddenly nervous.
Frustrated at the uncertainty, my fingers clenched into fists, and I took a deep breath.
I opened the door and walked inside to find Ayla sitting on the bed. Her head snapped up toward mine, her shoulder tensed. I saw fear in her eyes, but it was quickly gone when she saw it was me.