I don’t want her near me, but rejecting her would only make him suspect Katarina’s importance to me, and diverting his attention toward her is the last thing I need.
The dancer moves her ass over my limp c**k, and I squeeze her hip with my hand, immobilizing her. I dislike it so much that I have to control myself not to do something stupid.
"I don’t appreciate having a hard c**k when I have important matters to discuss, darling," I say, loud enough for her to hear, but also so Dmitri can hear. "Later."
She nods, but nestles into my lap, hiding her face in my neck as if we were intimate.
I want to kill her.
Instead, I smile at her and stroke her hip before turning my attention back to Dmitri.
"What do you want?" I ask.
"I want you to give me access to the shipping routes for traffick
