My Billionaire Boss

by Gold, Bella

  The car pulled up in front of the house and I stepped out first. Andrei stepped out behind me and as I walked toward the door I heard a click of a gun. “I don’t want to hurt you Davit. Give me the keys.”

  “What the fuck are you doing Andrei?”

  “Saving the woman my brother is going to spend the rest of his life with.”

  “You stupid ass! Davit does not give him the keys.” Andrei shoved his gun into Davit’s temple. He was an old man and he’d been with our family a long time. I didn’t think Andrei would hurt him but judging from the look in my brother’s eyes that might be a false hope. “Fine Davit give them to him. Andrei if you get her killed…” It suddenly dawned on me that he knew where she was. The sneaky bastard. Davit handed him the keys and Andrei pushed the old man toward me and sped off. Before he was out of the driveway I was on the phone to Ivan. “What did you tell my brother?”

  “I gave him the address of the warehouse Gorbachev gave me, why?” I Text it to me now!”

  “What’s going on?”

  “Old man if you want to live to see another day I’ll have a text on my phone in one second.”

  I ended the call and the text from Ivan was there that quickly. I gathered my men and we headed to the warehouse that was down near the docks along the Hudson River. I wasn’t a praying man but I said a little one that both Jessica and my brother were both unharmed. Once this was over I was going to kick Andrei’s ass.

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  The drive to the warehouse seemed to take forever. When I got there I saw the car Andrei had commandeered but no other vehicles or people in sight. I had my men surround the place and as I was getting into position near the door my phone rang.

  “Let them go Rapava!”

  Laughter floated through the earpiece. “Silly boy. Your brother is very brave you know. You should be proud of him. Be sure to mention in his eulogy how he was willing to sacrifice himself for you and your woman.”

  “Rapava if you hurt him this will be a war that you have to know you can’t win.”

  “We’ve been at war for years Igor. I haven’t won…but I haven’t lost yet either. Here is your brother, say good-bye.”

  I heard the sound of my brother’s voice just as the doors to the warehouse were pulled open. I saw Jessica being pushed out, bound and blindfolded. I yelled at my men to hold their fire just as gunshots rang out on both sides of the phone. I heard my brother take his last breath. I motioned at my men to get Jessica out of the way and I charged into the warehouse in time to see Rapava being ushered out the back. I took aim and fired. The men surrounding him continued to protect him while firing back. I felt the top of my thigh rip open just as my own men surrounded me. As I fell to the floor I saw Andrei. He was lying on his back with a bullet hole in the center of his forehead. I didn’t care who was watching me I cried out in agony for my brother. He wasn’t my blood but I loved him and now he was dead because of a mistake that I had made.

  Rapava’s men were gone within minutes and other than my sobs the warehouse was silent. I allowed myself that moment of grief and then I looked up at the closest man to me and said, “Where is my fiancé?”

  “I’ll find her sir.” Ivan was suddenly there and bent over me trying to stop the bleeding in my leg. I let him fuss over me like an old Russian mother. I didn’t care. I felt numb.

  “Igor?” The sound of Jessica’s voice, thick with tears sent a small surge of hope through me. I looked over and saw my man escorting her in. As soon as she saw me she ran to me and dropped down to her knees. She wrapped her arms around me and started planting kisses all over my face. “Thank God you’re okay. Oh my God, I thought they were going to kill…” That was when she saw Andrei and started screaming.

  CHAPTER NINE

  JESSICA

  I’m not sure how long I was tied up in that warehouse. The men holding me captive only spoke in Russian and after I’d tried to bite more than one of them, they’d covered my mouth with tape. I heard Igor’s name and Andrei’s more than once but other than that I had no idea what they were saying. One thing I was certain of was that they intended to kill me and I’d never been so frightened in all my life.

  The old man that seemed to be in charge was the first one to finally address me directly. He walked up to me and smiled. If my mouth wasn’t covered I would have spit in his smug face. He stood there and called Igor and I heard him tell him that he could choose who died, me or Andrei. I wanted to scream at him and tell him how horrible and unfair that was. I was sure this man wouldn’t care but the desire to scream was so powerful inside my chest I felt like it would burst wide open. After he hung up with Igor he got a chair and pulled it up a couple of feet away from me and said,

  “Do you even know who your lover is?” I could have nodded or shook my head. I preferred not giving him any response.

  “He is the head of a family that runs the Russian syndicate. His family and my family have been rivals for years. When his father was alive it was a rivalry that was guided by respect. Now, this little punk thinks he can muscle his way in and kill my family and I’ll just stand by and let him do it. My brother was a late in life baby for my mother. I was already grown when he was born. After my mother died I raised him. He was more like my son. He died on the street with a bullet in his chest. That bullet came from a gun that your lover bought, paid for and may as well have shot out of that gun. He has to pay for that. You understand, don’t you? I mean…if I had killed that orphan that he calls a brother, he’d be pissed too.”

  Igor is the head of the Russian syndicate? What the hell have I gotten myself into? Jesus, it probably doesn’t matter now anyways. This man is going to kill me. I’m going to die today. I didn’t turn my head away and I didn’t allow myself to cry. He might kill me, but he wasn’t going to have the satisfaction of seeing any weakness. The smug bastard smiled when his phone rang and I knew why when he put it to his ear and said, “Well hello Andrei, so nice to hear from you.”

  Andrei? Oh, fuck! God, please tell me he’s not crazy enough to offer himself up as a sacrifice. Igor would never forgive me. How would I be able to forgive myself? The old man hit the speaker button and I heard Andrei say, “Don’t hurt her Mikel. I’m on my way. You know that Igor loves me whether I’m blood or not. You can kill me. He’ll be on his way any minute. You can do it in front of him.”

  I started my silent scream once again. Noises must have been coming out around the tape because after a dirty look from Mikel Rapava Andrei yelled, “Jessica? Jessica if that’s you stay calm honey. I’m coming. Igor is coming. Everything will be okay.”

  I began to get loud under the tape. Andrei ended the call and to me, he said, “A family reunion. This will be so much fun.”

  Not long after that, Andrei showed up. There was a heated debate amongst them all but apparently even a bottom-feeder like Rapava had some sense of honor. He looked to his men and said, “Put her outside. I’ll take care of this one.” Once again I tried to object but couldn’t. I was half-dragged and half-carried to the door. As I was being pushed out I heard Igor yelling his brother’s name, I heard shots being fired and I heard Igor screaming. By the time they untied and ungagged me I was hysterical and rapidly headed toward a state of shock. I looked into the warehouse and saw Igor bleeding I thought he was dead. I realized how I felt about him in that moment and I was never so happy as when I saw him lift up his head and look at me with those beautiful eyes. I’d forgotten about Andrei for that moment and then suddenly I looked up and I saw him. I knew that I was going to have nightmares about this for years to come. Igor held me tightly while I screamed. Ten minutes later I’d calmed down but my body was shaking all over. Igor was still lying on his back. Ivan had brought in someone with a medical bag and they were working on his leg. I heard them say something about the bullet passing through and not hitting anything major. For that I was glad, but I could feel his chest heaving underneath me and I knew it was going to be a long, hard process for him to get over the deat
h of his brother.

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  TWO WEEKS LATER

  It was three days after Andrei was laid to rest before Igor and I sat down and talked. He was healing both physically and emotionally during that time and I didn’t want to put any more pressure on him. But I’d been doing a lot of thinking and what I had on my mind needed to be said out loud. He sat down with me on the couch and I said,

  “First of all, I want you to know that the week I spent with you before all of this happened was wonderful. It was like a fairy tale come true. But I can’t help thinking that if I had known what you did for a living…”

  “Jessica…”

  “Let me talk, Igor.” Surprisingly he did. I went on, “If I had known what you and Andrei were involved in I could have known to be more careful. I would have never let Matthew leave that day and gone off on my own and Andrei might still be alive today.”

  “Jessica, you can’t blame yourself.”

  “I don’t. I don’t blame you either. I know that you didn’t tell me because you were sure if I knew that I wouldn’t stay. You were probably right about that. I just can’t help thinking “what if.” My point is that now I know and even after all we’ve been through the past few weeks I still want you, Igor. But there is something I’m going to need from you that will be a deal breaker.”

  “What is that?”

  “Honesty. I need to know what I’m getting into. I need to know what this family is involved in if I’m going to be a part of it. If I’m going to be your wife I want to be your partner. In your bedroom, I will submit to your will, but out here I want to be considered for what I am, an intelligent woman capable of making her own decisions once she has all of the facts.”

  “So…you still want to marry me?”

  I nodded. “That might make me a little crazy, but the fact is that I’m crazy about you. When I thought you were dead in that warehouse I felt like my heart was breaking. When I watched them bury your brother and saw your tears I wanted to do anything to make them go away. That’s why Andrei did this, you know?”

  “What?”

  “He sacrificed himself because he loved you so much that he couldn’t bear to see you unhappy after you lost me. I think you and I both need to stop trying to decide who was at fault here and focus on that. He made the ultimate sacrifice for you and for me.”

  I could see in Igor’s eyes that he was thinking about who was really at fault…Rapava. It frightened me just a little bit to see the fire burning there. I was frightened for him and I was frightened for me because I actually hoped that someday he got to look into that crazy Old Russian man’s eyes and watch him die. I could see him concentrating on calming down his breathing before he finally said,

  “How about a real job?”

  “What?”

  “I want you to marry me because you want to marry me. But if I remember correctly, we still owe you a real job. If I’m going to conduct the family business without my brother’s help I’m not going to have time to put into being the CEO of Usmanov IG. How would you like the job?”

  “Are you kidding? Because if this is a joke it’s a really mean one.”

  He laughed. “You think you could handle Ivan breathing down your neck every day?”

  I laughed too. “Yes! Now that I know he was looking at me the way he did that first day for you.”

  “Do you still want to marry me, Jessica?”

  “I do…”

  He pulled me up on his lap. I thought he was going to kiss me but instead he asked, “Are you all mine?”

  “Yes.”

  “What I mean is, I shared you with my brother because I loved him so much. But I don’t want to share you with anyone else. Will I be enough for you, Jessica?”

  “More than,” I said with a smile. “You’re all I want, Igor.”

  Suddenly he was kissing me possessively and I felt his hand underneath my blouse. He slid it up to where my bra was clasped and unhooked it with one deft move. Pulling back slightly he whispered, “Stand up, Jessica.” I did as I was told. He reached up and pushed up on my blouse. I helped him and tossed it aside along with the bra still dangling from my arms. He leaned forward and kissed the top of one of my breasts. It was the gentlest move he’d ever made with me and it sent chills down my spine. He brought his hand up and covered the other one with it. I pressed my hard nipple into his palm. A burning ache was throbbing between my legs as his lips finally made contact with my swollen nipple and he sucked it into his mouth. While he held it there he used his tongue to tease and torture while twisting and pulling on the other nipple now with his fingers. He sucked one and then the other until I was pulling at his hair and losing my mind. Then suddenly he pushed me back and said, “Lose the pants and the panties.”

  He watched as I slid off my jeans and then peeled off my soaked panties. “Now turn around in a circle. I haven’t seen you for too long.” I did a little slow circle for him. And then as I faced him again he whispered, “So beautiful. Undress me, Jessica.” With pleasure, I leaned forward and began to unbutton his shirt. I placed a kiss on every piece of hot skin I exposed as I did. When I had it unbuttoned completely he shucked it off and tossed it down on the floor. Then my hands went to the button of his jeans and I dropped to my knees. He watched again as I unbuttoned and unzipped them and then he pushed up with his arms so that I could pull them off of him, taking his underwear with them. That glorious, huge cock was suddenly right at eye level and my mouth was watering.

  I wrapped both of my hands around him with a tight grip and I began stroking slowly and firmly. I heard him suck in a breath and I shivered. I love making him feel good. I love how badly he wants me. I kept one hand on his cock and moved the other up to lightly cup his heavy balls. I gently massaged them listening to him moan as I did. He as flexing his hips and pushing his cock toward my mouth so I opened it and let him slide in between my lips. He cursed and began moving in and out of my mouth. I sucked and licked and ran my tongue in a circle around his hot, throbbing head. I could feel my own juices slowly running down between my inner thighs. I wanted that cock inside of me.

  I licked along his wet slit and he groaned loudly. He tastes so good it made me want more. I sucked him in deeper and harder. He was breathing erratically when he finally pulled me back and said, “Bed.”

  I held his hands as he got to his feet and he led me down the hallway to our bedroom. When we got in front of the bed he pushed me back onto it. I let out a little cry as he picked up one of my legs and brought my foot to his mouth. He kissed the sole of it and then across the arch and up to my ankle. Then he kissed his way up to my calf. I was the one gasping for air now. I was imagining him kissing all the way up to my pussy. God, I wanted his tongue inside of me. Instead, he used my leg as leverage and flipped me over onto my stomach. He leaned down over me and whispered in my ear. “I want to touch every inch of you.” He let his strong hands run down my back and across my butt cheeks. He gave them a hard squeeze and once again I cried out as his hand rose up and came back down in a sharp spank to my ass. I felt another flood between my legs and I moaned. “You like that?” I nodded into the comforter on the bed and he did it again and again until my butt stung and I’d left a puddle on the bed underneath me.

  He sat down on the bed then and rubbed my sore cheeks with his palms. He rubbed in gentle but firm circles and it only served to make me wilder with desire. I spread my legs open and he rewarded me by letting his fingers slide along the opening between my cheeks and down between my thighs. I whimpered when his fingers came into contact with my wet pussy. He played with it, letting his fingers slide and dance in the creaminess there, dipping a finger inside every once in a while or grabbing my clit between his thumb and forefinger and twisting it. I was writhing all over and moaning so loudly that I wouldn’t have been surprised if the downstairs neighbors had heard me. It felt so fucking good, but I hadn't seen anything yet. He left two of his long fingers between the lips of my pussy and brought his thumb up and
pressed it against my anal opening. I cried out, not in pain but because I was wild with lust. He pushed it in just slightly and I pushed back against his hand. He played with me there for a while before reaching his other arm underneath my belly and pulling me up so I was on my hands and knees. He got behind me and I felt his face press into the space between my legs. His tongue came out and he began lapping at my wet pussy. I pushed back and wiggled and arched and made all kinds of noises. He knew just how to use his tongue and he had me spiraling into the depths of an earth shattering orgasm within minutes. He worked me through it with the tip of his tongue and when I stopped convulsing I felt him bring his knees in closer. His big cock pressed up against my aching clit and I ground myself back against him. Then he held himself in his hand and stroked my slit with it, up and down back and forth. I was ready to lose my mind and actually begging him to fuck me out loud when all of a sudden without warning he shoved his thick cock inside of me and pressed forward.

  I felt myself stretch to accommodate him and then the walls of my pussy clamped down tightly around him. He held onto my hips and began to fuck me. It was hard and deep and fast and with each stroke, he hit bottom and nearly sent me sailing into the headboard in front of me. Each time he pushed forward I pushed back. I wanted it all. I love his cock and I know that I’ll never be able to get enough of it. I’m glad that he doesn’t want to share me. I don’t want to be shared. I want to be his, forever. Igor fucked me for what seemed like hours before reaching up with a grunt, taking hold of my shoulders and holding me in place while he shot his hot come inside of me. Afterwards, we both collapsed down to the bed and I nestled into his chest. He kissed the side of my face and said something in Russian before he fell asleep. I didn’t know what it meant, but it was sexy.