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her off. The water covered her face and caused her to tilt her head back. She could feel the warm water and his large hands on her head rinsing her clean. With her eyes closed, she felt Dmitryโ€™s hungry lips meet hers. He kissed her softly, exploring the soft ebb and flow of her lively tongue. She could taste the minty freshness of his toothpaste and feel the warmth of his full lips. He held her face in both of his hands as he bent over to her. She bit his lips playfully and smiled as he pulled her out of the water.

โ€œCome on. Iโ€™m going to dry you off before you get worse.โ€ He opened the door to the shower and handed her a large towel to dry off.

โ€œBut I thought you said that you would make me feel better?โ€ She wrapped the towel around her body and followed him out into the bedroom.

โ€œI never said that, shop girl,โ€ he said, going to his large armoire to pull out a clean pair of underwear.

Royal layback on the bed in her towel, placed her feet on the side rails of the bed and looked at the ceiling fan. She wasnโ€™t sure if she was overheated from the shower or the man. Raising her head, she looked over at him as he slipped on his jogging pants.

โ€œDo you feel ill again?โ€ he asked.

โ€œJust weak.โ€

โ€œIn your state, why do you want me to make you feel worse?โ€

โ€œYou wonโ€™t,โ€ she leaned over on her side and watched him walk up tothe bed.

โ€œI will, and you know it.โ€ He crawled in the bed beside her and grabbed the remote.

โ€œAre you going to tease me all day?โ€ she asked, taking her eyes off him and concentrating on the television.

โ€œAre you going to pout all day?โ€

โ€œI may.โ€ She crawled back out of bed to get dressed. When she returned, Dmitry had the bottle of Vickโ€™s vapor rub. Rolling her eyes, Royal sat near the opposite edge of the bed in one of his tailor-made dress shirts and checked her cell phone.

Dmitry watched her pouting and laughed a little. Reaching across the bed, he pulled her to him, straddled her over his lap and slipped his hand under her shirt. She watched curiously as his hand landed in between her breasts with a palm full of salve. He rubbed it into her skin softy and tapped her on her nearly exposed behind.

โ€œLie down and rest,โ€ he said.

โ€œBut I can feel that you want me,โ€ she said, rotating on his growing erection.

โ€œButyouโ€™re sick and you need to get well first.โ€ His breathing was growing sporadic watching her seduce him. The swell of her breast was showing slightly at the top of the unbuttoned shirt,and her nipples pressed out against the fine cotton. Had she not been sick, he would have already bedded her but decided against it with her fever rising by the minute. He could feel the heat between her thighs. She needed rest and medicine not what he so desired to give her.

Pouting again, she scooted down in the middle of the bed and put her legs under the cover. As he reached over to kiss her on the forehead, she sneezed.

โ€œTold you,โ€ Dmitry said tauntingly.

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Cory could not recalla day that Royal did not come into the boutique. She must have either been really sick or Dmitry really insistent. Either way, this gave him the perfect opportunity to get downstairs in the basement. To ensure that he had enough time, he had sent Renรฉe on a run for lunch, office supplies and to drop off a package at the post office. Sheโ€™d be gone now at least an hour. As soon as she pulled off, he closed the shop and headed to the back office.

Digging into the pocket of his tight and very uncom-fortable khakis, he pulled out a small piece of paper with a code. He typed the numbers into the security device and saw the red light turn green. He quickly opened the door and headed down the dark staircase.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, he ran his hands against the wall until he found the light switch. As he hit it, the large lower room illuminated. It was empty with the exception of a large bed, a standing mirror, a flat screen television mounted on an oppositewall and a dresser. In the far corner of the airy space sat a large surveillance center with monitors all over various establishments of Dmitryโ€™s including Mother Russia, the boutique and the front and back entrance of his home.

He looked at his watch and realized that he didnโ€™t have much time. Pulling open the file cabinet in the corner, he looked for the surveillance footage from the last week. He needed to find out what was going on with Ivan. Maybe these tapes would tell him more about his whereabouts.

Carefully, he placed dated CDs on the table and made copies on the small laptop on top of the desk. He tapped his foot impatiently as the copies were generated to his jump drive. Taking them one by one out of their plastic protective coverings, he slid them into the computer and downloaded the information.

When he finished, he picked up the handful of CDs to take them back to the cabinet and clumsily dropped them on the floor. He huffed under his breath, and thenquickly tried to gather them up in his arms. As he stood, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. His heart began to race.

He grabbed the handle of the file cabinet and dropped the CDs back into their original file. He knew that he did not have a gun. So he looked around for a weapon. Skimming the room, the one thing that stuck out was the bed. He ran over to it and ran his hand under the railing to find what he was looking forโ€ฆa weapon. Sliding the compact oozy from the Velcro enclosure, he walked up slowly to the door and

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