Chapter Two 671

Chapter Two

West

“Are you sure?” I ask, with another thrust upwards. Sweat sheens on my bare chest under the low lights as the heavy bass comes up through the floor. The room is all green and golds, luxury and comfort with silk sheets and a mirrored ceiling. No wonder Alexi likes it here.

“ Da .” The man with the almost white hair chuckles as he takes a lazy drag of his joint. As sweet-smelling plumes of smoke twirl above us, he grins, grinding down harder on my cock. “Your beautiful tetya will be here tomorrow.”

He places the spliff between my lips before leaning back, putting his hands just above my knees. He slowly pulls off my dick before slamming back down, drawing long groans from both of us. His head is thrown back, but as icy blue eyes meet mine in the reflection, I know it’s so he can watch himself.

When you build your business around sex and drugs, neither of those things is ever in short supply. The lithe, beautiful man lazily taking his pleasure from me has no real attachment to either, no more than he does brushing his teeth or getting dressed.

For me, my body is a tool to be used in the climb to get what I want. What I’m owed. I will fuck who I have to, to get where I need to be. That’s how I came to be involved with the Volkov’s all those years ago.

“And everything is in place?” I growl as he takes back his weed for another puff. His thick, flushed cock bounces against pale creamy skin, leaving a glistening trail of precum on his stomach.

“ Da. Your little plan is all set and ready.” Alexi grabs my chin, pulling me close as he looks into my eyes. Blowing the smoke between my parted lips, I swallow it down hungrily. “If she kills you, I will be most sad.”

Smirking, I wrap my hand around his neck and squeeze. “Alexi, don’t lie. The only people you care about are Noush and Alya.”

“Hmmm, this is true.” He reaches back and fondles my balls before pulling on them as he rolls his hips. “But I would miss your cock.”

“Is the great Alexi Volkov getting attached?” I tilt my head with a small laugh.

The Volkov family was ruthless. They only cared about whatever worked for their own agenda and each other. It was easy to see why they’d been almost unstoppable when they were involved in the brutal fashion industry. It also provided the most incredible cover story—ex-supermodels who were part of the Russian Bratva? Who would believe that?

The door opens, and I nod to Anoushka as she enters and pours herself a drink. Out in the corridor, a man dressed in a leather puppy mask crawls past with his owner a few steps behind. The owner, a tall man covered in tattoos, glares at me for a moment before Anoushka pushes the door closed with the tip of her red Louboutin. Toska truly was a wonderland of vice and sin.

It was usually easy to forget where I was and what I was planning when I was buried inside the tight heat of someone else’s body. But it wasn’t quite enough tonight because no matter how pretty or charming Alexi was, he wasn't her. I needed more. Rage simmers away beneath the surface whenever my thoughts turn to her. The woman living a life she didn’t deserve.

Noush sips her vodka before taking the joint from Alexi and finishing it. Placing the empty glass and roach on the side, she changes the light settings, dimming them further.

“You are one of ours, West.” Alexi moans as I wrap my hand around his cock and jerk it roughly a few times before pressing the tip of my nail against his slit.

“One of many,” I remind him as he bounces on my dick again.

“ Da ,” he pants, and I can feel sizzling at the base of my spine. “But your little dark heart is just like ours. That makes us almost family.”

His twin approaches the bed, and grabs a handful of her brother’s hair, yanking it back so that more of his throat is exposed, and I adjust my hold. She kisses the side of his face before releasing her hold on him. “Ignore him, Lexi is feeling sentimental these days. He needs to get his play together before he is soft.”

Alexi’s eyes are practically rolled back in his head as he manages to grunt out, “I am never soft.”

With my hand still wrapped around Alexi’s neck, I use it to pin him in place as I pound into him, my hips thrusting upwards as he moans and whines. He jacks himself off, his cock pulsing as he shoots ropes of cum, covering his stomach and chest.

His body clamps down, strangling my cock, which is all I need to tip me into my orgasm. As I empty myself into him, I sink my teeth into his shoulder until the coppery tang of blood hits my tongue. After today, things were about to get more interesting around here.

As we sprawl back on the bed, breathing heavily, I frown at the Russian ex-supermodel watching us. “Do you mean…get his act together?”

“Act, play, is the same thing. Nyet ?” Anoushka grins, her smile wide, almost predatory as she slips down the straps of her black silk dress and lets it fall to the floor. Gracefully removing her shoes, she crawls on the bed, naked, beside us. “We will help you with your vendetta. After all, we are business partners now.”

Without their support, West Holdings never would have grown in the way that it has. And without West Holdings, I wouldn’t have been able to get my foot in the door with Nexus. Things were finally falling into place, and now it was time to make my move.

Delphine Harrington was going to pay, and I was going to enjoy tearing down her empire brick by brick.

“You sold your soul to devils,” Alexi taunts as his hands find their way into my hair. With a sharp tug, he guides me down until I’m buried between his sister’s thighs. “Isn’t it delicious?”