Owned by the Russian Mafia Boss: A Mob Romance Read Free

with,” she muttered as she stepped back to let him in. She was afraid. There was no denying the hammering of her heart against her chest, but that didn’t mean she had to act afraid.
    “This is where you live?” he said softly as he stepped in.
    “Well, I don’t make millions off the backs of the poor, so yes,” she snapped. “This is where I live. Except now it won’t be my home anymore because I’m breaking my contract to live somewhere else for a year.”
    He looked at her in surprise, and she sighed. “Give me the contract. You can wait while I read it very carefully.”
    “Your living situation is not my problem,” he said gruffly.
    She stared at him. Of course it wasn’t his problem. He didn’t care about anyone. He was a violent and cruel man. She gazed briefly out the window as she took it. “I see you don’t have your goons with you. I guess I’m not much of a threat,” she muttered as she sat on the couch to read the paperwork.
    Alek sat next to her, so close their thighs almost touched. “My dear, I don’t think you realize just how dangerous you are.” He reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, and she struggled to not lean into his touch.
    “But I am more dangerous. Don’t ever forget that,” he whispered as his lips brushed against her ear.
    A shiver went through her, but it wasn’t fear. Desire. Hating herself, she immediately jumped from the couch and glared at him. “I believe I was warranted two weeks of freedom. Until then, please keep your distance.” Gripping the contract in her hands, she marched into the kitchen and sat at the table. While he followed her, he gave her some space and lounged in the doorway instead. The distance didn’t do much to calm her libido, and she fidgeted nervously. What the hell was wrong with her? This man nearly killed her father, and here she was responding to his every touch.
    Doing her best to pretend that he wasn’t there sucking all the logic out of her, she glanced over the contract. It was pretty straight forward, but there were some things she didn’t like. “Can you please define what kind of work you expect me to do for you? I will not hurt or threaten anyone.”
    “Just some paperwork,” he said with an amused smile. “Filing. Answering phones.”
    “Excellent. I’ll just add secretary for a mob boss to my resume,” she said with a sigh as she kept looking through the contract. “I want my father banned from your casinos,” she said as she looked up.
    “He’s already banned.”
    “Good. My cat comes with me.”
    He frowned as if he wanted to push the issue, but he finally just shrugged and nodded. At least she had one piece of comfort.
    She swallowed hard and rubbed her hands together. “So, I’m on birth control, and I won’t go off it.”
    Natalia flinched as Alek through back his head and roared with laughter. “Oh, my dear. It’s been a long time since I’ve laughed like that. I am not a family man. You should have no fear of any attachments on my part.”
    “Fine.” She reached for her pen and hovered her fist above the line. Closing her eyes, she had to remind herself that it would only be a year. A year as this man’s plaything. A year of involvement with the mob.
    A year, and her father would be set free.
    Her mouth set in a determined line, she put pen to paper and signed her name. Taking a deep breath, she moved the contract over to him. He crossed the floor in a few steps and leaned over to press his lips to her hair. Natalia stiffened her spine, but she didn’t move away. The touch lasted only a brief moment before he reached over and took the pen from her. After signing the contract, he removed the top copy and handed the one on the bottom to her. “I believe it will be a pleasure doing business with you,” he said softly before he walked away.
    Natalia didn’t even turn around. She heard her front door close, and she didn’t get up to lock it. What was the point? Nobody worse than