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Dismissed (Smirnov Bratva Book 4) by T.L Smith (28)

Chapter 27

Anton

 

Death’s a dick, no other word to describe him. He shrugs his shoulders, telling me to go and be a man, that I love her, so having a child with her will only make my connection stronger. I flip him off, and he shakes his head, sitting opposite me.

“Go back to her. You left, you fuckhead.”

“I crashed,” I say, holding my head between both hands. “I fucking crashed, and now I can’t get back up.”

“But do you want to?” he asks me.

I lift my head up. “I don’t. I don’t want to escape the crash, I want to stay in the destruction. All the way until my heart doesn’t beat anymore.” He leans in close, his eyes seemingly more dark.

“Then go to your fucking woman and tell her. Stop being a bitch, you bitch.”

I smile. “You love me,” I tease while standing.

“Fuck off.”

“That’s just your language of love for me.”

He shakes his head. My name is called loudly, so we both turn to see Kazier walking in. Fuck. I forgot about leaving him.

“You…” He grabs hold of my shirt, his face furious. Viktor walks in behind him, ready to pull him off if need be. “You fucking left me for dead,” he screams in my face.

“I killed them all.”

“Except one,” he spits.

I look back to Death. “Is he not in your basement?” I ask him, then turn back to Kazier who releases my shirt. But he’s fast, he turns and slams his fists straight into my stomach, making me drop to the ground.

“He is after I finished burning him alive with acid,” Kazier says. He shakes his hands off. I try to stand up from the floor but he turns again, knocking me straight back down and giving me a hard kick to the ribs.

“I protected you, then I had to leave,” I say, looking around, my voice wheezy from the loss of breath. “She had to come first.”

He nods his head. “Go and fucking fix it with her, or fucking leave her. Because I won’t have your head everywhere like that again.” He steps away now, letting me get up. Then he turns back to me. “Think of this as a family loyalty pass. You know the rules, you know who we are. You left, even if you killed them, you left. If it was one of my other men they would be ten feet under right now, be thankful I didn’t kill you this time. Be very fucking thankful.”

“Fixing it,” Viktor says, holding the phone and passing it to Kazier who listens. He hangs up then looks to me.

“Congratulations,” they both say at the same time, Kazier and Viktor both smiling.

“Fuck you,” I say, while pushing past them.

“Watch your language around the kids,” Death teases as I walk out the door.

“Go and suck on a fucking donkey’s dick, you ass.” Walking out, Pollie pauses down the stairs. “Except you, Pollie.”

“Thank you, Anton,” she replies, then three sets of laughter follow me as I limp out the door holding my stomach.

 

***

 

When you think how your life will turn out, it never is exactly the way you had planned. I never intended to fall in love. To see someone and know at that moment I had to have her, plus more and more of her. I didn’t understand when it happened, and it’s taken me a while to comprehend that I finally have it. Sam is stuck in my veins. Somewhere deep inside there she’s been injected without my permission, but now I can’t remove her, nor do I want to.

Pulling up to the house, Elina is walking out as I get out of the car and she smiles.

“I softened the blow for you… you’re welcome.”

She did, if Kazier hadn’t spoken to her, I would probably be black and blue by now.

“She’s calmed down a bit. Best advice… give her an orgasm, it will help.” Her laugh is evil as she keeps on walking down the stairs.

Stepping into the house, I hear her voice coming from the kitchen and Raven is next to her.

“Raven, can you give us a few hours?”

She nods her head and grabs her bag, then walks out.

Sam is eating as she sits on the counter watching me. “What do you want, Anton?” Her voice sounds almost distant.

“I crashed, Sam, I fucking crashed. The same time you did. It took me longer, just a little longer than you to admit it.”

She looks at me, stunned. The fork falling from her hand.

“The baby,” she says, touching her belly. Tears start dripping down her face. I rush to her side thinking something’s wrong. She covers my hand with hers over her stomach. How did I not notice? Especially her tits, her nipples are popping from her bra. “It’s kicking.”

That’s when I feel the slightest flutter, nothing much, just a tiny movement. Stepping between her legs, I pull Sam to me and her legs wrap around me.

“So you love me?” she asks, still with a wet face and her eyes glassy. “My playboy loves me.” A soft smile touches her lips.

“Yes. Yes, he does,” I say, pulling her to me.

“Fuck me, then.” She leans forward, biting my lip between her teeth. I feel between her legs and notice she has nothing on under her dress. I love it when she makes it easy, so I can have her when I want her without the worry of clothes between us. Pulling down the front of her dress, her tits escape and my mouth covers one. She arches with her hand in my hair and her legs lift around my waist. I lick, suck and bite, paying particular attention to one before moving to the next. Her hand goes straight for my trousers, pulling my cock free and sliding forward. She gasps as she drops herself onto me, her mouth coming back to mine, breathing me in.

What are you meant to do when someone consumes your soul? You give them the reins and hope to God they don’t suck the last drop from you.

“I love you,” I breathe into her. She breathes back into me filling my lungs with her air, the only air that I will ever need again.

How did I become this guy?

She collapses onto me, both spent but relaxed.

“We’re having a baby, Anton. Does it scare you?”

I stand up pulling her hair away from her face to look at her, her dark eyes looking for truth, so that’s what she will get.

“Yes, it fucking terrifies me. Fuck! I still need my own mama.”

She laughs at me. “That’s because you can’t cook.” She continues to laugh. “Lucky, I can,” she says, followed by a wink.

“Wait till she finds out, you’ll be moving in before you know it.”

She shakes her head. “I want to stay here, I want to stay with Raven.”

“Fuck, she can move in, too,” I say, kissing her lips.

“Do you think it’ll last?” Her hand touches her belly as she looks up to me with worried eyes.

“Yes, without a doubt I think it will.”

She smiles, and it makes me happy.

Voices start yelling, so I pull out of her and push her dress back up into position and then tuck my cock into my pants.

Everyone walks in, Kazier, Viktor, Freya, Pollie, Death, and Elina, followed by Alyona and Raven who are holding bottles of wine.

Freya looks to Raven’s hands with the wine and shakes her head. Then pulls out the vodka. “Let’s celebrate.”

Helping her down from the counter, she slides in between my arms turning around, and I decide that’s where I will keep her, for a very long time.

Because she’s all I will ever need.

 

THE END