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joined them, Vitaly possessively placed his hand on her lower back. Stepping forward and away from his touch, Sarah thanked both men for a wonderful evening and wished them well.
     

Chapter 7
    They rode back to the apartment in silence as Vitaly continued to seethe. Inwardly, Sarah couldn’t help feeling smug that she had dished out what Vitaly deserved, but she had wondered if she went too far given that his anger was palpable. Continuing to ignore him, she did her best to appear unaffected but the tension in the elevator was thick. Once inside the apartment, she turned to wish him a good night, but before she could say anything, he was on her.
    Pushing her to the wall, he pressed up behind her. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her head back as he whispered into her ear. “Did you really think that you could treat me that way and get away with it?”
    Sarah’s hands were pressed to the wall as she attempted to push him off her, but he continued to lean heavily against her. Kissing her neck, Sarah shivered against him as she found herself becoming turned on. “Mr. Chekov, I don’t know what you are talking about.”
    “Liar.” Turning her around, he pulled her arms over her head and kept her pinned to the wall. Kissing her savagely, Sarah’s legs almost gave out from under her at the sudden onslaught. Hoping still to have the upper hand, she was not prepared for her body’s response to him. As he loosened his grip on her hands, Sarah managed to pull free. The resounding slap as her hand connected with his check echoed across the living room. As Vitaly stepped back in surprise, she put her hands on her hips as she stared him down.
    “I don’t know who you think you are or what you are used to getting, but you will NOT be getting that from me. I took this job so I could learn from you, NOT to be your whore! Now, good night, sir!”
    As Sarah moved away from him, she managed to stomp down the hall and shut her door behind her. The turn of the lock was evident in the quiet apartment.
    Sarah leaned heavily against the door as she caught her breath. That man was a force to be reckoned with. It was all Sarah could do all evening to ignore his stares, as she flirted with the two men. She was way outside her element and afraid that she might go too far and find herself in trouble. While she seemed to have done okay with the men, it was clear that Vitaly was angry.
    Who the hell did he think he was? Vitaly Chekov, of course, Sarah answered herself. His ruthless reputation and temper were common knowledge and Sarah was prepared to deal with it in a work setting, but this was entirely different.
    Changing out of her clothes, Sarah threw herself on the bed hoping that sleep would overtake her. She was still staring at the clock at three when she decided to get up. Slipping on a robe, she padded quietly out of her room. The apartment was dark, but the curtains were open and the lights from the city basked the living room in a soft glow. As Sarah curled up in one of the chairs, she stared out at the city. Lost in thought, she didn’t realize that Vitaly had joined her until she saw his silhouette against the glass.
    “I’m sorry,” she said with a sigh.
    “For what?”
    “My behavior tonight. That’s not me.”
    “Then, why did you do it?”
    “I was pissed at you about the plane and the clothes. Okay, mostly embarrassed about the plane, but the clothes.”
    “What was wrong with the clothes? You looked fantastic.”
    “All that lingerie.”
    “What about it?”
    “I’m NOT that kind of person who…who-”
    “Likes to wear nice things?”
    “Yes. I mean no. Did you see the lingerie?”
    As Vitaly shook his head no, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “I did say that we used a personal shopper. Since she wasn’t familiar with your tastes and only going off a picture, she bought a variety for you to choose from.” Turning toward her, Vitaly saw Sarah sitting with her legs up and her chin on her knees. “Well, if it