Into the Lion's Den by Tionne Rogers Read Free Book Online

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    “Perhaps it's time to settle down. I'm sick of changing lovers and of their permanent whining or childish behaviour. The ones that Mikhail prepares are simply boring with all their training. This one is perfect for me. He has a classical beauty and a symmetrical face, doesn't whore himself around, he's talented, a little too shy perhaps—but we can't have everything, can we?—discreet, quiet, well-educated, from an old family, totally innocent and kind. I couldn't ask for more.”
    “He's a decent kid, Constantin,” Oblomov used his Christian name, something very rare and only reserved for the “solemn occasions”. “What will happen to him if you tire of him? This one looks like the type of having one or two relationships in all his life. Do you even know if he wants you?”
    “He does but needs time to get used to the idea. He's afraid of sex, but willing to learn. I saw it in his eyes. I don't think I will get tired of this one. I've decided to send him to the new house in London.”
    “That you would stop whoring around would be very good. Nothing like a stable lover. It gives you more focus and peace of mind but do you want to put him in that house? Olga Fedorovna will not be pleased and you know what they say… 'Hell hath no fury like a scorned woman,' boss.”
    “She'll get over it. She has the house in Paris and another in Manhattan only for her use. The one in London is mine and I do what I please with it.”
    “Boss, women look the other way if you have an adventure. They simply don't care, but the moment the adventure becomes something serious, hell gets loose. She considers that mansion as her own. She's already planning to move there for a month or two per year, like all her girlfriends do.”
    “She'll get over in the next Paris Fashion Week.”
    “Boss, hear me out. The boy will be happy in a nice flat in Chelsea or Kensington. He's not flamboyant or anything like that. You can visit him there all what you want.”
    “No, that's my decision. I'm getting tired of her constant demands. Due to our arrangement, I have given her ample space.”
    “Too much in my opinion. Do you know that von Kleist told me she has opened an account with one of his fellow members on the Island of Man? He tells there is three hundred fifty million pounds in there, half of what she got from you for the sale of Petroland. That's not good boss. She's after something if she starts to put her money into the enemy's territory.”
    “I trust Lintorff to honour our pact if necessary. The minute she tries something against me, I'll go for the divorce express option. Her services are no longer needed as she should have realised seven years ago. Besides, he's not a paid boy toy who can be put in a flat and visit whenever you want some fun. He comes from two noble families, he's not an alley cat.”
    “Two noble families that happen to be members of the Order and one of them provided several consorts for the Lintorffs.”
    “Yes, it's a well known fact: If you want a blonde, cute, unable to make trouble, prince or princess, go to the Guttenberg Sachsen. Their highest contribution to European history was their wineries in Franken area and nothing else. Married to everybody, never getting into anybody's power schemes. In a way, that's already a considerable feat.
    Do you know that Peter the Great had one mistress from that family? My grandfather used to tell me the story. If you want a good looking wife, go to them, they're not as crazy or powerful as the Wittelsbach, but they will not create too many troubles; their brains prevent them to do it. Clever man, I should have listened to him, and perhaps I will now.”
    “He looks like a sensible lad. Down to Earth but Olga is not. She's looking for an excuse to declare war on you.”
    “Let her do it.”
    “She won't go after your throat but after the boy's. Be careful boss.”
    “I will. Are you, by any chance starting to like him?”
    “Not in the way you think,