Russian Mobster's Secret by Bella Rose Read Free Book Online

out of my life.”
    “Things that a lowlife mafia man is incapable of providing, is that it?” He felt incredibly bitter of all sudden. Where had that come from?
    “Incapable?” She actually laughed. “Try uninterested. You’re not the kind of guy who marries and raises a family. And I’m not going to beat my head against the wall trying to get you to become that man.”
    “You’re making a lot of rash assumptions about me.”
    She lifted one shoulder, dismissing him out of hand. “I don’t have to make assumptions. This was temporary. We both knew it. Hell, we even agreed not to tell your sister. That doesn’t suggest any sort of long-term relationship. Does it?”
    “So you’re ready to settle down all of a sudden?” Kirill got to his feet and tried to find his pants. This was why he never removed his clothing. There was too much time required to get dressed when it was time to be gone.
    “I’ve always been ready to settle down, if that’s how you want to put it.” She sighed. “I just needed a fling. Everyone needs a fling now and then.”
    “Because of your situation at work,” he guessed. “Man, it pisses me off when Oksana is right. She claims that you need to reject someone in order to feel confident enough in yourself to think you’re worthy of the right guy.”
    “That’s a convoluted way to put it,” Susan mused. “But I suppose she’s sort of right.”
    “So I’m getting rejected?” He tasted the notion and realized it burned like acid.
    “If that’s how you want to look at it.” She crossed her arms, looking as though she really wished he would hurry up and leave. “We have been sleeping together for a little more than a month. That’s a lot longer than I ever expected to hold your interest.”
    Coming on the heels of the crappy night Kirill had had before he’d come to Susan’s house, this entire situation was not improving his night in the least. “You know what? Fine. You want to play at being a plain boring woman who goes out with the right guy, settles down, gets married, and pops out a few kids? Have fun.”
    “Yes.” Her tone was caustic enough to burn. “And I’m sure you’ve got other pussies to chase.”
    He pulled his shirt over his head and held his arms out to his sides. “That’s who I am, baby.”
    “Oh my God! If you tell me not to hate the player, hate the game, I’m going to punch you in the face.”
    “So violent all of a sudden,” he teased.
    Even in the dim light he could see the glitter of the fiery temperament that hid behind the meek woman she pretended to be. The truth was in her eyes. “Just go, Kirill. Now. And don’t come back. I’m done being your booty call. And I can assure you that I’m done having you as mine.”
    He forced himself to shrug. Shoving his feet into his boots, he turned and walked out of her bedroom. He forced his feet down the now familiar path to her kitchen door. And when he closed that door behind him, he felt the first pangs of regret in a way he would have never anticipated.
    Chapter Seven
     
     
    Susan took deep breaths as she sat at her desk the following morning and attempted to get some work done. Not only was she exhausted from the late hours she had been keeping recently, but she couldn’t seem to shake this ridiculous flu bug she had picked up somewhere. Every time she thought she had kicked the virus, it would come back with a vengeance. Fortunately, it only seemed active first thing in the day. By afternoon she was only tired, not sick.
    “There you are.” Roland Porter appeared in the doorway of her office with a huge stack of files in hand. “Jason wants these taken care of by the end of business today.”
    He started to set them on her desk, but Susan pegged him with a hard glare. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think Jason gave those to me to take care of. I’m pretty sure he gave them to you.”
    “I have a meeting.” Roland made a vague gesture over one shoulder.
    Susan wasn’t buying