"You what?" I exclaim.
"You will stay at my house twenty-four seven, you won't have the freedom you used to. You follow my rules, you don't talk to people from your 'past' life." he explains calmly, as if we were talking about what colleges we would be applying for.
"Why can't I talk to people from before!?"
"Because, they could have people to get you away from me." he says slowly.
"Can I at least talk to my best friend? She needs to know I'm safe."
"No."
"This is why I ran!" I yell and start muttering in Russian.
"Calm down." he says and grabs my wrist.
"I can't fucking calm down, asshole!" I yell and he growls.
"Don't call me a asshole." he grabs my upper arm and yanks me into his lap.
"Let me go."
"No." he whispers in my ear and a shiver runs up my spine.
Dammit why does he have this effect on me?
I practically hiss at him and bite my nails down into his skin.
His laugh echoes through the office before he says, "Getting sexual already, are we?"
"Just let me go." I stutter as a blush spreads throughout my cheeks.
"I know you crave me." his voice is husky as he whispers in my ear.
"Let. Me. Go," I say again, slowly, and he ignores me and presses a kiss against my neck.
I practically melt at that kiss.
His kiss travels up to my cheek and he ends his travel of kisses at the side of my mouth, then pulls back and pushes me out of the chair.
"Get out of my sight." he mutters and I walk out quickly.
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