Chapter 14
Vlad
“How long are you keeping me locked up in here?” Alessia straddles me in bed the next morning and my brain scrambles.
I grip her hips and yank her p***y over my thickening c**k. She gets wet immediately, grinding down. Her youthful breasts brush my chest.
“Hmm?” she prompts.
Oh what? Right, there was a question.
“Until I believe you’ve learned your lesson.” I palm her a*s, squeezing the ripe flesh until my c**k’s so thick it hurts.
Alessia sits back. “I won’t run away again.” Her tone is serious, the teasing quality gone. It has the ring of a promise.
I tug her hips over mine again, but she grabs my wrists to stop me.
“I mean it, Vlad. You have my word. I don’t know if that means anything in the bratva, but in my Family, it does.”
I’m not inclined to believe a wom
