Kole followed Mila and Denis down to the cellar. He knew that she would be excited about the arsenal they kept in the house. This may be a vacation home, but he could never be too careful. He always wanted to ensure that he was well-protected no matter where he was.

He knew that Corneal would come around to liking Mila once he got to know her. He was proud of how Mila handled herself, and he knew not to cut in on their polite spat. Pride filled his chest as he watched her handle herself.

“We have a little bit of everything,” Denis announced. Kole knew that the two shared a love for weapons. He held back a yawn as he leaned back against the wall, as Denis used the biometric pad to unlock the private room that was hidden behind a bookcase.

Mila gasped as the bookshelf moved to the side, revealing another door. Denis opened the door to the secret room. Lights flooded the room as they entered, and Kole pushed off the wall to follow them. He loved the look of awe on her face. It was funny to him, that Mila wasn’t a woman who got excited over flowers and such, but weapons. The look on her face now was that of someone who just opened their gifts on Christmas morning to find what they had hoped for.

The room had displays of weapons on all four sides. There was a massive island in the middle of the room that was used for storage. It was a room that they built on once they had purchased the home. With Denis, they had nothing but the best. Weapons were his first love, and Kole could always trust that his security head would take his job serious.

“This is beautiful,” she murmured, going over to the wall and pulling one of the short shot guns down. He watched as she handled the weapon. She was a fighter all right. The way she moved with the weapon, testing it out and aiming it to the wall, let him know that she was a perfectionist.

“That’s light, quick to reload, and even has a silencer on it,” Denis noted, coming to stand next to her.

“Don’t you have something that goes with that so she can strap it to her back?” Kole asked.

“I like the way you think, babe.” She smiled at him. His heart skipped at her smile and knew that he was definitely smitten with her. Her face lit up as Denis produced what she would need. “You could arm a small army with everything down here.”

“We just got this new glock. You would like it. It’s more modified than the version you have.” Denis pointed to a few of the hand guns on another wall. Kole took a seat in the corner chair, knowing that they would be down here for a while.

What he was proposing was dangerous, but it was the only way they could end the war. Vladen would have to be the one to call off the hit, and if he didn’t, he would die. They were taking a chance. Killing the head of a mafia family was a risky move. His successor would either continue the war, wanting revenge for the death of their pakhan, or if Vladen acted on his own, may use the pakhan’s death as a way to wipe the slate clean for their organization.

“Who would be the successor for Vladen if he dies?” Kole asked.

“Either his second, Abram Golovakha, or his son, Edik, but I’m not sure his son would be ready. He’s young, and still making his way up in the ranks. He’s a hothead from what I’ve heard.”

“So, by taking out Vladen, we could possibly be creating a commotion in their organization,” he murmured, thoughts running wild.

“Quite possibly,” she agreed. He looked up and found her mesmerized by the knives. He could see his head of security was having fun, displaying all they had. He watched as Denis carefully opened a drawer and pulled out a few more to show to her.

“I love this one. It has a serrated edge and will do some damage.” Denis handed her a dagger.

“Denis, if I didn’t already love Kole, you would be a close second,” she chuckled, testing the grip as Denis barked out a laugh.

“Hey, don’t be getting any ideas,” Kole warned, throwing Denis a stern look. He stood from the chair and walked over to her, needing to feel her in his arms. He pulled her back toward him, where she instantly melted against his chest.

“I’m not crazy.” Denis held his hands up as he chuckled. “Maybe in the next lifetime.”

Kole knew his friend was playing, but the jealousy monster reared his head anyway at their playful banter.

“Kole has nothing to worry about.” She turned around in his arms. “I’ve already told him what would happen if he thought of looking at another woman.”

He looked over at his security guard, who had narrowed his eyes on Mila. Even though Denis had much respect for Mila, he wouldn’t hesitate to take her out if he thought she was a danger to Kole. He sent Denis a wink before he looked down at her.

“And she knows the same applies to her,” he murmured, placing a kiss on her forehead. “Hurry and gather everything you’ll need or want. We need to get what little rest we can before the morning.”

* * *

Kole came out of the shower, finding Mila dressed and sitting on the bed with papers spread out in front of her. A knock at the door had woken them early that morning. The package he had been waiting for was delivered. Corneal’s spy had sent the blueprints and copies of the security plan for the property.

“These plans are very detailed, but I already see their weaknesses,” Mila murmured as she poured over the papers.

“That’s a good thing for us,” Kole remarked as he pulled open a dresser drawer and grabbed a pair of boxer briefs. He walked over to the bed and removed his towel from around his waist, tossing it on the chair in the corner of the room. He felt his cock immediately jump as Mila’s eyes turned toward it.

“Hmm…”

“Stop looking at me like that.” He leaned over and gripped her chin with his free hand and brought her eyes up to his. “We’ll have plenty of time for that later, I promise.” Pulling away, she slid across the bed and knelt on the floor in front of him.

“What’s wrong with a little teaser?” she asked, turning her innocent eyes up to him. Her small hand gripped his heavy cock and brought the tip to her lips.

“We don’t have time for it,” he gasped as she ran her tongue along the length of him. She flicked the tip of his cock with her tongue as she turned her wide eyes up at him.

She was trying for innocent, but his little woman was a hellcat in the bed, and there was nothing innocent about her or her mouth.

“Are you sure we can’t make just a little time? I’m sure your men would want their leader to have a clear mind.” The tip of his cock disappeared into her mouth. His breath caught in his throat as she took him deep, feeling the head at the back of her throat. A groan was ripped from him as his hands came up and gripped the back of her head.

“A few minutes.” He was trying to stay in control of the situation, but saw that he was losing. She had him wrapped around her little finger.

“Hmm…” she moaned as she began to move his cock in and out of her mouth. Her saliva coated him well as she swallowed him farther. He cursed, feeling the familiar tingle in his balls.

“Fuck, Mila,” he groaned as she slid her hand along his length in tandem with her mouth. Her tongue swirled underneath the tip of his cock as she released him. She continued to stroke him as she gazed up into his eyes.

“There will be time for that later.” She smiled before opening her mouth again, sucking him in deep.

His little minx would pay dearly for her delicious torture, he would make sure of it. He thrust forward, pushing his cock deeper. If she wanted to suck him off, he would stop arguing and let her have this control over him.

Why would he argue with his woman if she wanted to please him?

“Take me deeper, Mila,” he practically begged her as she worked him in ways that left his legs trembling. “I love fucking your hot little mouth.”

He felt her other hand on his balls and knew that he was going to blow his load soon. He gently held her head in both hands as he continued to thrust his hips. She didn’t complain at all as she let him fuck her mouth.

Her moans caused a shiver to slide down his spine. He needed more. He wanted to feel her hot pussy wrapped around his cock.

“Take your fucking pants off,” he groaned, pulling his cock out of her mouth. He took a step back, stroking his length as he took in the sight of her saliva and his pre-cum on her face.

“We don’t have—”

“Now,” he growled, on the edge.

He wanted to come with his cock buried deep within her. At this point, he could care less that they would be late meeting the others. Hell, he didn’t care if the entire house heard him fuck her. He wanted to make sure that everyone knew beyond a doubt that she belonged to him.

Without a word, she unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them and her panties down. She kicked them off and got on all fours in front of him with her ass in his direction.

He didn’t hesitate kneeling behind her. He spread her round globes, displaying her glistening pink lips. He knew that she would be ready for him and lined up his cock with her entrance, finding her to be dripping for him. With a growl, he plunged deep within her tight walls.

She screamed as he filled her. He had lost all control. He slammed into her again and again, unable to stop. He gripped her ass tight in his hands as he plundered her tight pussy.

“Oh my God,” she hollered. He reached up and grabbed her hair in his hand as he thrust harder. He wanted to mark her as his. The sounds of skin slapping together filled the air. He grunted as she gasped and moaned. He adjusted his leg, straddling her, changing the angle of their coupling.

“Fuck. This pussy belongs to me,” he growled, loving the feel of him sliding home. Her pussy dripped, coating him as he delved as deep as he could.

“Kole,” she screamed, but it wasn’t enough for him. He wanted the entire house to hear her call his name. The primal instinct in him wanted to mark her. He pulled her up in a kneeling position where he could reach around her, controlling every part of her body as he ravaged her. He wrapped an arm around her chest so that his hand could grip her face, as his other hand found her slick pussy lips. He spread her labia, displaying her sensitive flesh and rubbed it hard.

She cried out as he consumed her. The new position left him deep within her. Their bodies were flushed together and he could feel her tremors begin as she reached her peak. She released a scream, powerless as he held her. He grunted as her pussy walls clamped down on his cock.

He roared his release as her pussy milked him, allowing him to fill her womb with his seed. He continued to strum her clit, not wanting her to come down from her orgasm. She reached up, gripping the back of his neck.

“Kole,” she chanted over and over as he thrust deep again. He released her and she fell back down to her hands and knees, breathing fast and hard. Her hands gave way and she slid down onto her stomach, releasing his cock from her pussy. He felt another release come forward.

“Shit, I’m going to come again,” he groaned as he pumped his cock in his hand. He watched as she rolled back onto her hands and knees and came to him. She opened her mouth and took him deep, replacing his hand with hers to finish him off.

Her hot mouth wrapped around his sensitive cock was enough to send him back over the edge. He shouted as he released his seed again, this time deep in her throat. She sucked him dry, swallowing everything he had to give her.

“I don’t know what the hell that was,” he breathed, reaching out a shaky hand to brush her hair from her face, pulling his soft cock from her mouth. She looked up at him and smiled.

“Well, whatever it was, I loved it.”