The realization had lust, intensity, and every other fucked-up emotion coming to the surface.
I welcomed them, embraced them.
Just like I was going to embrace her.
I swallowed past the lump in my throat, finally finding my voice again.
“How much?” I asked simply, desperate to get this over with.
“Two million,” he said loudly.
Everyone went silent at the price. Not even a virgin cost that much. Solonik was pushing it, hoping I would say no.
The maximum price for a virgin was one point five. And not a lot even went for that price.
Two million…it was out of the question.
Solonik knew that. He smirked triumphantly, crossing his arms.
What he didn’t realize was that whatever price he would have laid on the table, I would say yes.
She was mine.
And God forbid anyone refused me…they wouldn’t like the consequences.
“Fine,” I said.
He lost his smile, his arms falling to his side. “What?” he sputtered.
Isaak hid a laugh behind his fist while Agron and Gavrikov snickered.
“Nice one, Lyov!” Agron called out, winking.
“But I want to check for myself.” Turning toward the blue-eyed Angel, I gripped the back of her neck.
A possessive hold to show her exactly who was in control. Not her. Not any of those disgusting bastards staring at her naked body like it was theirs to look at. And sure as hell not Solonik.
“Go the bedroom. I want you on the bed, waiting for me.”
Chapter 5
Lyov
I watched her slowly coming back, her eyes fluttering open. She lost her smile as she gazed up at me with soulless eyes.
I had to bite back a curse, knowing that in some ways I had hurt her already fragile heart. She thought I was no different than those bastards lusting after her body.
The problem? I actually wasn’t better.
Only because I didn’t only want her body. I wanted her everything. Until she had nothing left to give.
I was selfish that way.
Did it matter? No. I wanted her…so I would take her.
This Angel quickly became an obsession that was going to break me in the end. She was both light and darkness.
Me? I was only darkness. Our two worlds were about to clash together in the only way it could, and there was no going back.
The moment I had laid eyes on her, she belonged to me.
She slowly moved from between my legs, her gaze still on mine, silently begging. My finger trailed down her cheek, softly caressing her skin. Her face moved with my hand, like a kitten seeking warmth.
My thumb brushed over her lush lips, and she blinked up at me, the moment broken yet again. Her eyes went to Solonik, and she swallowed in fear.
I tapped her chin, wanting her attention back on me. I was her only concern now. No one else mattered.
I was her everything. Her whole fucking world.
“Go,” I said simply.
Her training finally kicked in at the authority in my voice. Her head bowed down, giving respect like she would give any Master.
I didn’t need her bowing down to me. We would talk about that later.
Right now, I just wanted to get her out of everyone’s sight. Giving her the smallest respect and dignity back. It wasn’t much, but it was the only thing I could give. For now.
The moment she stepped out of this place, her whole fucking world would change. The lines breaking, reversing, and then aligning again. New rules to play by.
She was about to learn what it meant to be mine.
Her hands went to the floor, her ass in the air as she prepared to crawl to one of the bedrooms. My voice stopped her movement.
Actually, it stopped every fucking movement around the room. Dead silence. Nobody moved. No sound. I was pretty sure they stopped fucking breathing too.
“Walk,” I demanded, my voice coming out harsher than I intended.
The red blinding fury was building up every passing second. Seeing her crawling on her knees just made me want to shoot someone and cause a blood bath.
Her legs were slightly shaking as she stood up, her eyes purposely avoiding Solonik. The slow walk to the bedroom was excruciatingly painful. It was too late when I realized that making her walk was the worst decision.
Her bare body was full on display, her blinding beauty for everyone to see.
When the door closed, I released a long, shuddering breath that I hadn’t realize I was holding.
Solonik turned to me, his lips curled in anger. “You’re going to regret this,” he hissed.
“No, I won’t. And you won’t, either. You will be a richer man by the end of the night. It’s time to party, Valentin,” I said, getting off the couch.
After fixing my suit, I winked at him. “Enjoy the rest of your night.”
I know I will.
Keeping those words to myself, I marched toward the room where my Angel had just disappeared.
No seconds were wasted as I opened the door and walked inside, making sure to lock it behind me. Nobody was disturbing us tonight.