Red Alpha: A BWWM Russian Alpha Billionaire Romance - Plot & Excerpts
When Demyan spoke, his tone was low and dangerous, his hands curled into tight fists. Lichakov’s nauseating smile only widened. She was dressed very poshly – in a white fur hat, expensive leather pants and a fur coat that probably cost Osip a small fortune. She always like to travel in style. “Come now, Demyan. Give me a little credit. Twenty minutes is pittance for what I’d like to do to the little bitch.” Her smile remained saccharine sweet as she continued. “And for you…you, Demyan, darling we’re going to have days of fun together.” “Or… I could just shoot you between the eyes.” Demyan returned dryly, his heart in his throat. He hadn’t been gone for long. What on earth could Lichakov had gotten up to in such a short period of time? “You could.” The blonde nodded, feigning thoughtfulness. “Then, of course, you’ll never find out what I did with the American…and I very much doubt that whatever deal you’ve made with their government would stand if she died like a dog in the dirt.”
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