Chapter 28: The next morning: Telling Eilidh

CHAPTER 28

MIKI

THE NEXT MORNING – TELLING EILIDH

G lancing at Eilidh's sleeping form in my arms, I smiled. After she'd rode my cock last night, we'd slept for a short while before I woke her up for another round. I'd done that a couple more times throughout the night. It was as if I just couldn't get enough of her. Completely sated, lying with her in my arms, listening to her gentle breathing, I'd never felt so relaxed.

Brushing her hair back from her face, I gazed at her beauty. This had to be how I woke up every day. There was no alternative. I had to win her over, or I'd never be able to function properly again.

Later today, I would need to tell her exactly who I was and pray it wouldn't put her off. Worry prodded at the edge of my thoughts, but I pushed it aside. The chemistry between us was undeniable, and the last few weeks had changed her view of the world. I knew she didn't see things as black and white as she once did.

Eilidh took a step into my world when she broke into Mathieson's office, then a further step when she continued to do illegal stuff in her unofficial investigation. She was no longer the lily white newly promoted detective she'd been a couple of weeks ago.

Besides, she already knew I was some sort of criminal and accepted it readily enough, so finding out I was a Bratva boss surely wouldn't be a deal breaker. At least I prayed she could see past that and accept me for who I was.

Watching her sleep, I pretended she already had, hugging her tighter to my chest. She snuggled into me, and I let the worry drift away.

The next few days would be fraught with enough tension as I put my plan into action, so I wanted to enjoy this moment of peace with her wrapped in my arms. The calm before the storm!

A little while later, Eilidh woke up, and I slipped out of bed, returning with the gift I bought her yesterday.

Marko had already added a tracker to it and re-wrapped it, so she would never know. It was one of his creations, and it was so tiny it was almost undetectable to the naked eye. I marvelled at the genius that was my brother for a second before handing the wrapped box to her.

"This is for you, sweetheart; I hope you like it," I told her, feeling nervous.

She gave me a questioning look before opening it. When she saw the contents, she gasped, and a smile lit up her face.

"It's gorgeous!" she squealed in delight and hugged me.

Yes! I mentally high-fived myself, pleased by her reaction.

"It's rose gold too. How did you know that is my favourite?" she asked.

"I thought it would go best with your colouring, Little Miss Red," I said, grinning at her.

"Also, the stone matches your amber eyes."

"Wow, I love it. I have never had anything so beautiful, thank you," she said, reaching forward to give me a kiss.

"Turn around, and I'll help you put it on," I said.

She lifted her hair and twisted to give me access and I clasped the necklace around her throat before kissing the side of her neck where my mark was darkening nicely. Seeing it there felt so right. My cock jerked in agreement.

"I want you to promise to wear it from now on," I told her, neglecting to mention the tracker inside. After her annoyance with me over the other tracker and the cameras in her home, I wasn't taking any chances that she would refuse to wear it.

"Okay," she agreed.

Darting to the mirror, she twisted from side to side, admiring it.

The huge smile on her face pleased me. I hadn't seen her wearing any other jewellery except the small rose gold studs in her ears, and I vowed to ensure she had many more items to add to her collection in the future.

Eilidh's naked body with only my necklace and hickey as its adornments was a sight to behold, and I longed to grab her, throw her back onto the bed, and make her scream my name.

Unfortunately, I had another meeting to attend later and before that we needed to talk to the guys, as we still had to figure out a significant part of our plan.

So, instead of indulging my fantasy, I gave her a quick kiss, explained the situation, and headed to the bathroom to get showered and dressed.

A short while later, I returned to the bedroom to find Eilidh looking through her outfits, choosing something to wear. Wrapping my arms around her from behind, I picked up a cute little white lacy lingerie set.

"Wear this, so I can imagine you in it until I can strip it off you with my teeth later," I whispered in her ear, handing her the set.

That earned me a delightful giggle as her body shivered in response.

She grabbed the items, kissed me, and walked to the ensuite, with an exaggerated wiggle throwing a saucy look over her shoulder.

God, I wished I could join her in that shower instead of spending the day dealing with business. Being a pakhan really, really sucked.

While my sexy little detective was getting ready, I headed into the living room. Marko and Vlad were already there with Luca, who had just arrived from London.

We talked over the main part of the plan, and Marko updated us on the whereabouts of the key players.

"Have you figured out how we will get Mathieson out yet?" he asked.

"Still working on it," I told him.

"Luca, you and Vlad will take him directly down to the C once we have him, but it is getting him away from the police operation that will be the hard part," I said, running my hands through my hair in frustration.

My mind had rejected many ideas as I'd tried to come up with a way to get my guys in and out of the old factory where the handover was to take place safely, without them being caught up in a fight with the Thomas gang, arrested by Interpol, or worse, killed.

"There must be some way to get Mathieson out of there. You'll figure it out, Miki. You always do," Luca said.

"What do you mean, get Mathieson out?" Eilidh asked in a voice that could have made hell freeze.

Shit! My mind had been too busy with this bloody problem that I hadn't even heard the shower turn off.

Little Miss Red would not like my plans for Mathieson, and I'd hoped to avoid telling her, at least until I absolutely had to.

Sighing in resignation, I turned to look at her.

Eilidh stood staring at me with her hands on her hips, looking livid.

Oh, oh!

"I guess we have more to talk about," I said, sighing again. I'd planned on discussing things with her today, just not this.

"It sounds like it!" she said through gritted teeth, her eyes glinting at me in fury.

"We'll talk in the bedroom," I said, and she turned and stormed back inside with a huff.

"Bring Luca up to speed with everything else," I told Marko.

He smirked at me, obviously amused at my predicament, and I sent him one of my signature death stares before following Eilidh into the bedroom.

Closing the door behind me, I took in the tension of her posture as she stood next to the bed, arms folded and mouth in a tight line.

God, I wanted to kiss that mouth.

So, I did.

Eilidh held herself rigid at first, but within a few seconds, she was putty in my hands.

Thank god!

"I'll explain everything," I told her when we finally broke apart. Relieved to see kissing her had been the right call, and she was much calmer now.

We sat on the bed, and I told her everything about being born into the Bratva, my parents' death leading to me becoming pakhan for the UK, and the issues my family had faced since. She already knew about Krissa's murder and how Mathieson had been not only involved with that but also about the recent attacks against our business. So, I just went into a little more detail.

"However, although we do illegal stuff, one thing we don't and never will do is human trafficking," I told her.

"And I can assure you that I've been working hard to reduce the amount of criminal involvement we have. My family wants out. Unfortunately, it isn't a life you can just walk away from. But know that I'm trying hard to make that happen. In the meantime, if you remain with me, you'll need to accept me for who I am and know that I will never harm you."

One thing I didn't do was go into the exact nature of my illegal activities. She would find out more about that later if she stayed with me. In the meantime, I couldn't forget she was still a police officer, and it was better that she didn't know for now.

While I believed I had the first three steps of my plan to woo her in the bag, and I was sure I was well on the way to step 4 - winning her love - her loyalty was still in question. For even if she loved me, her moral code might lead her to betray me and above all else, I had to protect my family from that.

Everything I'd told her to date could be denied. She had no witnesses to my words; it would just be her word against mine and without evidence, it would be hard for her to prove anything.

I didn't believe she would betray me, but without winning her loyalty with her love, there was always the slight possibility, and I needed to ensure she was completely mine before I divulged anything more.

Eilidh was quiet the whole time I spoke, simply looking off into space as she listened intently to my words. My stomach churned with nerves. It wasn't a feeling I was used to, and I hated it.

Finally, I finished speaking. There was silence between us for a moment before she released a long breath and smirked.

"I thought you were Bratva, and was pretty sure you had to be high up if you were," she stated, surprising me.

Of course, I shouldn't be surprised; she was an intelligent woman and a detective. I should have known she would figure it out, and in all truth, it wasn't that big of a leap to imagine that a Russian oligarch who she knew to be a criminal of some sort, would at least have some link to the Bratva.

However, that despite suspecting I was Bratva, she still got intimate with me and was developing feelings for me. That gave me hope.

"So why do you want to get Mathieson away from the police op?" she asked.

"I need him for questioning," I explained.

"And then?" she asked, frowning and biting her bottom lip.

"Then I need to ensure he can never threaten my family again," I replied, watching her intently.

"So, are you planning on killing him?" she questioned.

"Yes," I said without hesitation.

She was silent again, and I could see her mulling things over in her mind.

Waiting for her response was killing me, but I said nothing, leaving her to figure her feelings on the matter out for herself. All the while, I prayed she could deal with it.

If she couldn't, I would have her moved to a safe house, kept under my protection until I'd dealt with her colleagues and Mathieson, and then I'd let her go. It would break me, but I would do it.

Please let her accept this! I begged the universe.

Eventually, Eilidh took a deep, steadying breath and nodded.

"But you don't know how to get him?!" she said, more of a statement than a question.

Little Miss Red stood and paced the floor, biting at the skin on the side of her thumb as her mind worked overtime.

Watching her, I remained silent and waited for her to work through whatever was going on in that brain of hers.

My little detective was thinking hard, and then suddenly, I saw her lightbulb moment. Her eyes widened and a triumphant grin spread across her face.

She's got something!

"Glasgow has a secret network of underground tunnels which were created during the Second World War, including one that leads to Govan where the factory is," she told me.

A slow grin spread over my face as I listened to the rest.

"The tunnels were made to ensure the telephone lines for the war cabinet were far enough underground so that if the enemy bombs destroyed the buildings, the phone network would remain operational. They also connected various important buildings together and bomb shelters so people could use them to escape from the bombing, too," she told me.

"After the war, the tunnels were sealed off and forgotten about, but they still exist. That old factory building has been around since then, and there was a shelter nearby, so it might have an underground tunnel. If it does, that might be the answer," Eilidh finished, grinning.

The woman was a genius!

"Let's get Marko to check," I said, feeling excited at the thought she might have solved our problem.

Pulling her to me, I rewarded her with a kiss before we headed through to the living room.

It took a while, but finally, Marko found the plans for the underground tunnels.

Eilidh was correct, and the guys look suitably impressed. I was so proud of her and couldn't stop holding her close and kissing her, and to my joy, she didn't seem to mind. In fact, she seemed very responsive to my affections, and I hoped that meant that when everything was over, she'd agree to be mine.

Marko pulled up the old blueprints of the factory building, and we were happy that there was indeed a tunnel with an entrance directly inside the building itself. We just needed to make sure that we could actually use the tunnel, but from the information Marko discovered, it looked possible.

We ate breakfast together, and then I sent Vlad off with one of our other guys to explore the tunnel and make sure it was indeed a viable option.

Before leaving, I promised Eilidh I'd take her to dinner in the hotel restaurant that evening so she could wear one of her new outfits, then I reluctantly kissed her goodbye and headed off with Luca to set up the cameras we'd use to monitor things.