Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
“Stop being jealous, Em.” Max shook his head and gazed at Misha and Ava. “Let me walk you two out. We got to get our Prima Ballerina back.”
Misha kissed her cheek and took her hand. “Yes. My baby also needs some rest.”
Baby as in Ava’s stomach? Or are you calling Ava your baby?
I got way too giddy for my own good.
Ava waved at me. “Goodbye, Emily. It was quite a memorable evening.”
Should I ask her? No. I need to mind my business.
I swallowed down my curiosity and waved back. “Thanks for coming. It is always a blast when I see you, girl.”
Ava took Misha’s hand. “When you come back, we should do a spa day together or even a little weekend girl’s trip. You pick the city.”
Excitement hit me. “Totally.”
Misha frowned. “Let us make sure that the Mouse is healed before you all schedule—”
“That’s enough, Misha.” Ava tugged him along. “Bye, everyone.”
Kaz headed over to me and eyed Tisha. “You were not flirting with my mouse. Correct?”
“Of course not, cousin. But, with your rock star moves, how could I ever truly have her attention.”
Kazimir wrapped his arm around my waist. “I did do a good job.”
I chuckled. “As Max said. . .that is one way to say it.”
Chapter 36
The Lion’s Den
Kazimir
I hugged everyone goodbye, swaying slightly as I did so. My eyes were blurry, and my ears were humming with laughter from the night’s festivities.
Once done, we headed to the stairs, and I almost missed a few steps.
“Be careful, baby.”
“Lions do not need to be careful.” I stumbled a little yet kept my balance. “We should check on Emilio.”
“David has footage going to our phones. Emilio is peacefully sleeping. I don’t want us to go in there and wake him up.”
I grinned. “That is my beautiful son.”
“It is.”
“We are creating a beautiful family.”
“We are, baby.”
Emily and I continued downward.
When we made it to the bottom level, I stopped in front of the first cell where the stupid female assassin sat on her cot. She had her hands in her lap and her gaze focused on us.
You think you can look at my mouse and me? On this evening?
Anger blazed in my chest, threatening to explode.
I stopped in front of the cell and placed my face in front of the small window in the door. “You come into my house? You disrespect the Lion. I will fucking kill you and your family and your friends and their friends and then I will destroy the land that your family’s houses sat on so nothing can grow or live. Not a plant or even a worm will sit in that soil. I will rain down—”
“Kaz, get your ass away from the cell.”
I swayed to the side and bumped into the wall. “I am letting her know, mysh that—”
“We already let her know, baby.”
I smirked. “Baby.”
Emily eyed me. “What?”
“I like when you call me baby.”
“I’m glad.” She chuckled. “Come on.”
My mouse tried to guide us forward.
I grabbed her hand and pulled her to me. “What about Paolo, mysh?”
She quirked her brows. “What do you mean?”
“Is Paolo safe tonight? Should we check on him? Hold him?”
“Aww.” A soft expression crossed her face like a shadow. It was as gentle as a summer breeze and as radiant as the sun. “No worries, baby. Paolo is knocked out and sleeping next to Baba.”
“So, Paolo is good?”
“Yes.” She tried to tug me forward.
I kept her close to me. “You honored my bloodline tonight.”
“What?”
“The party. All the details. Crucifix. Food. The clocks—”
“Thank you, but Kaz, it is late.”
“My mother. . .”
Emily parted her lips.
“She would have loved you. She would have. . .spent all her days with you, laughing and probably shooting guns with you.” My heart ached. “My mother would have even loved Lunita.”
Emily widened her eyes and then looked away. “We should get to our cells and then go to sleep.”
Cells.
I frowned.
I agreed earlier today to let you stay in your cell, but now I’ve changed my mind.
I pulled my mouse closer to me, feeling the warmth of her body against mine. “I don’t want to sleep in a cell away from you. Not when I have you next to me now. I want us in our big bed upstairs—”
“We talked about this—”
“And we are talking about this again.” I breathed in her scent, a mixture of jasmine and roses.
“Let’s go.”
I didn’t know how she did it, but she slipped out of my hold and rushed away, laughing.
I spoke through clenched teeth, “Mysh, get back here.”
Her soft ass swayed from side to side as she continued to put space between us. “Kaz, you are impossible, when you are sober, but when you are drunk—”
“I am a mighty lion—”
“You are aggravating as hell and about to get knocked out.”
“Am I now?” I rushed for her.
She shrieked and hurried forward. “Kaz, what are you doing?”