Without wiping his hands off, he picks up the phone, smearing sperm all over it. “What?”
Kazimir’s voice sounds on the line. “Misha, have you begun? What do you see?”
“Are you insane? Go to sleep.” Misha pants.
“What are you doing over there?”
“I’m figuring the. . .whole. . .monitoring part out.”
“Bullshit. You sound like you’re hiding something.”
Misha gazes at the mess he’s made. “Kazimir, what do you want?”
“What do you see? Have you started watching her yet?”
Misha clears his throat. “There’s been a problem.”
“What problem?”
“It’s harder to hack into her laptop, than I thought it would be—”
“You sound like you’re lying.”
“I’m not.” Misha stirs in the chair and stuffs his cock back in his pants. “I’ll need more time to hack her.”
“You won’t. It never takes you long—”
“There are things you don’t know about hacking, cousin—”
“But I do know how sexy she is and how horny you are.”
Misha tenses.
“End your monitoring of her. I’ve changed my mind.”
Misha sighs. “Cousin, I can still—”
“No. We both know how you can be with your obsessions. And cousin, I want you to understand something.”
“What, Kazimir?”
“I will not share her.” Kazimir hangs up the phone.
“But. . .” Misha drops his phone on the sperm-stained desk and frowns. “But, I don’t want to stop watching her.”
Chapter 2
A Romantic Dinner
You have had a long, stressful day.
When work or family drama didn’t yank your spirits down, the world’s news surely did.
You haven’t cashed that check yet.
But you’re thinking about putting it in the bank and using Kazimir’s money to escape to a place with a tropical background and delicious exotic food. Anything to relieve you of your current responsibilities.
You just know that the money should be put to more reasonable uses—bills, debt, and your future.