After Abeni had left the room, Dmitry closed his eyes, savoring the memory of her scent and the warmth of her skin against his. His phone rang, startling him from his thoughts. It was one of his men, informing him that they had apprehended Mark. The anger that had been simmering beneath his calm exterior flared up. Mark had tried to r**e Abeni, and for that, he would pay dearly.
Dmitry stood up, straightening his expensive suit, and made his way out of his bedroom. As he walked through the lavish halls of his mansion, he thought about how he would punish Mark. Not only for what he had done to Abeni, but for disobeying him as well. He would make an example of Mark, show everyone that there were consequences for their actions.
He went downstairs and outside his mansion, where his driver wa
