“Of course. I have a few female employees who can come and sit with Nikita if that would make you feel better.” Erik smiled at her.
“That would make me more comfortable.” She bit her lip. He was becoming more and more handsome by the second and she was going up to his bedroom. Erik snapped his fingers and said something in Russian. Two men standing at the door got up and left. Jalisa waited until three women entered the room and took their seats near Nikita. One of the women was black and dressed casually in a sports t-shirt. If it wasn’t for her age and the gun strapped to her hip, Jalisa would assume she was one of Nikita friends from back home.
As they walked up the stairs, Jalisa was not under any false impressions. She knew exactly what was going to happen once she was in his room, and it wasn’t making plans. That would happen, of course, but much later. Right now she needed him to claim her over and over, to burn his name into her lips once again. He opened the door and let her inside the brightly lit room. She glanced around only to locate the plush bed topped with velvet blankets.
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It was different.