The Russian Billionaire’s Secret(122)
It goes without saying that this book oozes with erotic sex appeal, and is filled to the rafters with a smorgasbord of acts that you certainly wouldn’t tell your grandmother about. Bodice-ripping, panty-dropping and glasses-steaming, the scenes contained herein are wickedly naughty!
Although all the saucy characters are flirting with forbidden desires and sometimes taking the naughty fruit they really shouldn’t be, all are consenting adults over the age of 18 and not blood-related. What they are is passionate and eager to explore their carnal desires all day long.
In short, this book is going to get you very, very hot!
? Aisha Brooks
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Table Of Contents
Chapter 1: Bodyguard's Appeal
Chapter 2:The Next Notch In His Headboard
Chapter 3: One Night In Italy
Chapter 4: Reunion
Chapter 1
Bodyguard's Appeal
Maria's eyes surveyed the room as she walked in. Behind a shiny mahogany desk sat a plump middle age receptionist. The floor was carpeted in a bright wine color and the white stone walls were trimmed with swirling details that matched. Whoever had designed the place had good taste, but she wasn't sure the same could be said for the man she was about to meet with. She had found out about Vadim Kopsov from a friend of her agent. He was the best in the body guard business and didn't mind working in high stakes and high risk areas.
Unfortunately, that's just what Maria needed at the moment. She'd spent the last six months hiding after becoming a cooperate whistle blower to one of the most powerful organizations state side. Things were messy before her book was released. Now they were bordering on insane. At first, Maria was able to ignore the death threats. Most of them proved to be nothing more than someone trying to scare her into backing down.
Two nights ago, things got personal. She was walking home from the corner store and was attacked by two men. Maria managed to make use of her teenage years spent in martial arts classes to escape to safety, but she had a feeling that she'd used up her only secret weapon in one swift move. Next time, they wouldn't make the same mistake. The local police department had offered her protection, but cops played by the rules and criminals didn't.
Maria knew most women would run for cover with their tails tucked and forget about carrying out the fight, but Maria wasn't most women. She'd never backed down from a fight before and she wasn't about to start now. The voice in the back of her head told her to fear for her life, but she refused to let fear dictate her actions. Maria had always preferred the proactive approach which was why she was here for a three fifteen meeting with Vadim Kopsov.
Vadim hailed from Russia and it was rumored that his family may have been active in the KGB before its fall and may or may not have went onto start their own mafia. Maria didn't care what his family did or what Vadim's body count was. She needed a man who was willing to break the law if it became necessary and all signs pointed to Vadim for the job.
Behind the desk was a body length mirror. The receptionist cut most of it off, but Maria was able to check her ebony reflection briefly before being noticed. It was only early autumn, but she wore a red turtle neck to hide the wounds on her neck and shoulders from the fight. She wasn't embarrassed of the injury, but didn't want to garner looks of 'abused wife pity' either.
“Miss. Hall?” the receptionist looked up at her through narrow glasses.
“Correct,” Maria gave a curt nod.
“Mr. Kopsov is ready to see you.”
“Thank you,” Maria nodded and followed the receptionist down the hall. The carpet was the same wine color, but the walls had painted with murals of snowy mountains.
“Unusual for a man with such dangerous connections,” Maria pondered to herself.
The receptionist knocked twice and waited for a response. She stood with her hands clasped behind her back and tapped her foot impatiently.
“Enter,” a thickly accented voice called through the door. A shiver danced down Maria's spine as it wrapped around her. The no nonsense tone told her everything she needed to know about Vadim Kopsov. He wasn't a man to be messed with.
The receptionist opened the door and nodded to her. She thanked her politely and walked into the office. The door shut behind her and she found herself not face to face with the war beaten middle aged man she had imagined Vadim to be, but a man who made her heart skip a beat.
Growing up, Maria had been too busy with studies and getting ahead to give much thought to dating. She'd had a few short term relationships in college. The last of which broke her heart. After finding her best friend in bed with the man she was supposed to marry, Maria gave up on marriage and romance. Instead, she had busied herself with business until she was the butt of all her friends' jokes. She didn't mind, because while they were chasing their children and ironing their husband's shirts, she was climbing the ladder. At least she had been until she discovered Robert Edmond, the CEO of Fast Corps was embezzling money. Blowing the whistle on him had cost her a lot, but she had left the company with her pride, dignity, and integrity in tact.