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decision since he didn’t want the responsibility. He likes to fuck and party without doing too much. Filippov tried courting me with flowers, vodka, guns… hell, he even sent me one of my enemy’s heads. That was a nicer gift than the chocolates, I have to give him credit for that. Anyway, I made it clear that it was never going to happen. Then things changed, and he got aggressive. All empty threats… until now.”
    He nods and reaches inside a drawer, pulling out a pair of socks and throwing them at me. “Here, put those on. I don’t have shoes in your size, so those will have to do until we get your stuff.”
    “Get my stuff? I’m going home to change and then I’m going to call in my guys and plan shit so I can go kill the fucker.” I all but growl out my words.
    Ford raises his left eyebrow. “ We’re going to grab your stuff and come back here. Then you’re gonna call your guys to meet us here with my guys within the hour. Then we’re gonna make a plan to kill the fucker.”
    Closing the distance between us, I jab my finger in his chest. “Now listen here, Slick. I’ve been running my gang since I was twenty years-old. There’s no fucking way I’m going to just roll over and give you lead, my gang, or my ass.”
    I don’t even have time to blink before I’m face down on the bed with Ford’s weight on my back. “Your ass is mine. My finger already pointed that out from deep inside it a moment ago and so will my dick soon enough. Now, this is going to happen as I say it will… or…”
    “Or fucking what?” I huff at his idle threat.
    His hand slides around my throat and he gently squeezes. “Or I won’t be tying you down any time soon, Angel Moy .”
    Dammit. I fight the urge to rub my legs together at the husky tone of his voice. “Wouldn’t that be your loss too? Not so much of a threat now, is it?”
    He chuckles at my reasoning and the sound shoots a shiver through my body. “Well, then… how about… or maybe I’ll just let you tie me up next time.”
    “Deal.” Shit. That was out of my mouth before I had time to think about it. Oh hell, what’s to think about? Ford. Naked. Tied up and at my mercy. Hell fucking yeah. Oh, and get extra man-power to kill the bastard who’s been harassing me for the last year and a half? Where do I sign?

Chapter Four
     
    I owe you nothing. If anything, you owe me.
     
    ***Ford***
     
    I should regret taking her. Hell, I should have let her walk awa y once I knew who she was. Yet, even with the chain of events leading up to now… she’s fucking worth it.
    I’m not saying what happened isn’t fucked up. I mean… fuck… Borya is my advisor. He’s deaf and speaks with his hands. So yeah, second and third degree burns on his hands is fucked up. That’s a long road to come back from. Toss in being Nestor’s son? That just adds to the need to retaliate.
    Although it’s a classic ‘you grabbed one of ours, I’m snatching one of yours,’ so they have someone to trade and gain the advantage… Yeah, that shit doesn’t fly. No one tries to take one of my guys and walks away clean.
    My eyes are still locked on the woman in question. I’m still trying to figure out how she got under my skin the moment she ran into me. Right now, she’s pacing back and forth in the foyer of my mansion. We picked up a small suitcase from her house and she changed into fucking black cargo pants and a tank top. It’s tight as hell and shows how perfect her rack is. Her hair is tied into a long tight braid that falls right above her ass. I need to wrap that shit around my fist and yank her down on my…
    “Stop it.” Her voice rings out in the open space.
    I’m leaning against the stairwell while enjoying the lust-filled vision before me. Feigning innocence, I throw out, “What?”
    “You know exactly what I mean. We have business to take care of. When that’s over and done with, we’ll make an appointment to fuck our brains out every now and then. That way