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)
He let out a long breath and placed his arm around my waist. “Lunita believed that Boris could tell when you were her.”
I swallowed. “Are you sure about that?”
“I am. Although it is probably because Boris is in love with you, and watches you too damn much—”
“Kaz—”
“Regardless, yesterday David also argued for Boris’s return.”
“Oh really?”
“Yes. David wanted me to think about it.”
“And you did?”
“When I woke up alone in my cell. I thought about it long and hard.”
I smirked.
“I would rather have Boris stalking around lovingly monitoring you in the evening, than you out of my bed.”
I looked up at him. “Boris enters Moscow and you will not kill him?”
“I will not.”
“I still don’t trust that.”
“You should.”
“Why?”
“Lunita said if I killed Boris, she would kill David.”
I gritted my teeth. “Fuck her. She better not touch David or anyone else.”
Kaz frowned.
“Don’t look at me that way.”
“You are still mad at Lunita. Why?”
“Are you insane, Kaz? Lunita killed Olga, and while it wasn’t her that put bullets in my guards’ heads, it was because of her that they are dead.” I leaned my head to the side. “Why are you not mad with her?”
“Because Lunita is part of you.”
My heart hurt. “She’s not.”
“She is.” He kissed my forehead.
She is not.
I ran my fingers through his sweaty hair. “When will Boris arrive?”
“I let David know this morning. He then got in touch with Maxwell. Apparently, Boris was already close to Moscow.”
I pursed my lips.
“I am sure Misha was hiding him for Maxwell.” Kaz scowled. “Therefore, Boris should be here in less than an hour.”
An excited smile broke out on my face. “Seriously?”
His scowl deepened.
“I missed him.”
“Boris better keep his eyes where they are supposed to be.”
“He will. I will talk to him. I promise.” My stomach twisted, knowing that would be a really uncomfortable conversation. Still, the talk was necessary. Boris could never sneak a glance at our lovemaking again. If he did, Kaz would definitely kill him.
Kaz disrupted my thoughts. “Lunita will be happy that Boris is back.”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh joy. I live to make Lunita happy.”
“Be nice, mysh.”
Fuck her.
“Anyway.” Kaz cleared his throat and slipped his fingers along my cheek. “Now it is time for pussy.”
I gave him a sad smile. “It’s not.”
“Are you going to deny me?”
“I am.”
“We should be practicing, mysh.”
“For what?”
“It is time to give Emilio and Paolo a sister. That would make our family complete.”
“Dude.” I blinked. “I am not getting pregnant again.”
“You are.”
“Last time, I was pregnant for five hundred years.”
“Mysh, that is a serious over exaggeration.”
“It seemed like forever. I finally have my body back.”
“You always had your body.”
“Max wants to smoke.”
Kaz groaned in annoyance.
“I need a break.”
“You will have New Orleans and our wedding, and then during our honeymoon I am putting a daughter inside of you.”
“Hell no. We can talk about this in like. . .three years once Emilio is walking and—”
“Three years? Absolutely not. Emilio and his sister should be close in age. Paolo will be a good big brother and watch over them. I have thought this through, mysh.”
“Well, you can think again.”
Someone knocked on the door.
Kaz called out, “We are busy!”
I grinned. “We are not! Come in!”
The door opened.
Kaz groaned again in annoyance.
David peered inside. “Emily, the wet nurse applicants are here. Maxwell is lining them up.”
“I bet Max is lining them up.” I left Kaz’s arms. “If Max is with the applicants, who has Emilio?”
“Baba stole him. Paolo and she are now performing a puppet show for Emilio.”
My heart warmed. “Thanks, David.”
David nodded and stepped to the side.
Still on the floor, Kaz watched me. “Do you think the wet nurse is a good idea? You mentioned that Blue had a problem with it.”
“Yes. I want to get a wet nurse. Valentina told me it would help me a lot, especially for New Orleans and planning the wedding. This will allow me to fully have my body back while Emilio gets milk rich in antibodies.”
“But a wet nurse?”
“Wet nursing has been going on for centuries.” I straightened my clothes so I wouldn’t look too crazy when I met them. “I’ll get more sleep and be much more mobile—”
“And what will the Lion get?”
“You’re spoiled enough, baby.” I laughed and left the room.
Chapter 38
The Layers of Healing
Kazimir
My men held the double glass doors open.
The air grew thick with the scent of gardenias, oleander, and frangipani that grew around the ornate marble near the garden entrance.
“Come, Haalem!” Paolo raced into the garden and headed toward the fountain.
Two of Paolo’s guards kept his pace.
Barking, Harlem chased after Paolo and his guards. His chocolate brown ears flopped with the movement.
I entered.
My men followed.
Peacefully sleeping, Emilio snuggled close to my chest in the kanga wrap that Olga had given me. His small hands fisted tightly around the soft fabric.
I found myself reassured by the presence of his small body nestled securely against me, knowing that he was safe and sound.