Her Russian Billionaire (A BWWM Russian Oligarch Interracial Romance) by Imani King Read Free Book Online Page A

all we can do is talk about your options.”
    I smiled and thanked her, even though none of this was new information. I knew I wasn’t thinking straight. The doctor came in to see me after that, though she simply repeated the exact same information the nurse had just explained. I then waited patiently for a lab technician to arrive and draw my blood. I had yet to eat breakfast, and between having blood drawn and the revelations of the morning, I was feeling pretty queasy by the time I left the doctor’s office. Thankfully, today was my scheduled day off, so I was able to head home and crawl back into bed.
    Curling up in my comforter, I finally allowed the tears to fall freely down my face. I felt like such a failure. The worst part of the entire scenario—at least in my opinion—was that the man I’d had unprotected sex with was such a manipulative asshole.
    And even knowing full well that Makarov wasn’t worth my time or energy, and I had made the worse mistake of my life in allowing myself to have unprotected sex with him—I couldn’t stop thinking about the man. From the first moment I saw him smile, the night he overheard me in the bar, I had not been able to stop thinking about him.
    I barely noticed that my tears had dried as I absentmindedly slipped one hand beneath the elastic of my sweatpants. I was already wet, just thinking about him—even in a negative light, so I slowly circled my throbbing clit as I fantasized about the man in question: his pale grey eyes that seemed to peer inside my soul; the cocky attitude and smug grin, which always suggested that he knew exactly what I was thinking when I looked at him; the way his swollen, dripping, uncut cock had felt and tasted against my tongue; the way he’d so easily lifted me onto his desk and pounded into me like his life depended on it. Allowing myself to let go of my troubles for a few minutes, I welcomed the pleasure that washed over me at the memories of what we had done.

Chapter 9
    I was in a much better mood by the time I showed up for my shift in the Emergency Room the following day. Much like I did with my traumatic experience in the operating room last month, I had decided to put the memory of my indiscretion behind me. Well, I was going to put it mostly behind me. I still had to wait at least a couple of weeks before I would know for sure whether or not I was pregnant. And, if I happened to remember said indiscretion in the privacy of my own bedroom from time to time, I was simply making the most of a bad situation.
    Unfortunately, my good mood was ruined in the early afternoon when I turned a corner and came face to face with the one person I wanted to see least in the world.
    Lex Makarov stood in front of me, looking completely out of place in the Emergency Room, with his bespoke grey suit and perfectly styled dark hair. His pale grey eyes, somewhat brightened by the color of his suit, bore into mine with intensity as he took a hesitant step towards me. If I hadn’t known what a cocksure jackass the man was, I would think he looked nervous. But I knew there was no way that could be the case. The guy was immune to anxiety, or at least I was convinced he was.
    “What do you want?” I snapped, ignoring the way my heartbeat sped up at the sight of his imposing form approaching me.
    “We need to talk,” he replied in a tone that left no room for argument. There was the Lex Makarov that I knew and hated, confident and ready to boss everyone else around to get what he wanted. However, and perhaps I had only imagined it once again, I could also sense concealed vulnerability and urgency in his tone.
    “I’m busy,” I replied, trying to turn and squeeze past him. He put a hand against the wall, barring my way.
    “I’m sure that you can spare a few minutes,” he replied firmly. But there it was, that urgency in his voice again. Was he really nervous, talking to me?
    I took a breath. The last thing I wanted to do at the moment, was talk to