Alle Kapitel von The Queen's Gambit: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

The day seems to stretch out interminably, just going on and on, the one time, I’d prefer it to end. Of course, there’s no law that says I can’t just grab Irina and bed her at any time. She is my wife after all, but she’s currently doing beauty things with a very sturdy looking woman with a stern face who gave me a very incredulous look when I dared to open the door to Irina’s room, in order to see what she was up to.I decide to leave the house and leave them to it. I have things to do. We have a chain of laundromats all over the city that serve to clean our money but I’m always looking for new avenues.I drive down to the port where one of my ships is scheduled to land this afternoon. All those people shopping on Ali Express have made my life a lot easier. Enables me to sail through Asia picking up cargo all nice and legal.I go into the office, exchanging banter with the officers at customs. As far as they know, all my cargo is legitimate so it’s perfectly reasonable for me to be h

That Irina and I were sexually compatible wasn’t a shock to me. I had always had a thing for her, ever since I was a teenager and the auld Pakhan used to meet with my da. She had always been so intense. Her eyes used to bore into me even then – studying me. Noticing me.I preened under her attention even though I made sure never to let it show on my face. When her father killed mine, I was ashamed to feel the loss of that gaze – to know I’d never again feel it on my skin in the same way. When Vladimir died and Roman took over, I began to hope again.I didn’t just want her because my body wanted hers though. I needed answers and she could give them to me. If I was as much of a conniving bastard as Vladimir Petrov had been, I’d have found a way to coerce his daughter into telling me already.But I wanted her to tell me of her own accord. It could not be easy to admit such a truth but there was no way to have trust in this marriage if she didn’t.You should maybe have thought of that be

“My brother is coming for dinner tomorrow.”I looked up at my wife, eyebrows raised, “Beg pardon?”“We’re married now. It’s time for the next step.”I smirked. “Next step? And that would be? I thought it was the honeymoon.”Irina shrugged. “Well, you don’t seem too interested in that.”“Don’t I?” I let my eyes rake her frame. I didn’t allow myself to look at her often. She was way too tempting. It would be too easy to fall into her and forget that I can’t trust her. There’s something she’s not telling me.“Are you?” she asked.I shake my head, having forgotten what we were talking about. “What?”“Are you interested in going on a honeymoon with me?” she said slow and articulating clearly like I’m deaf.I laughed wryly. “I don’t think I’ve been interested in anything more.”She cocked her eyebrows at me. “So…what’s stopping you?”I shrugged. “Hell if I know. So what’s this about dinner with your brother?”“He’d like to discuss trade routes.”I pursed my lips, taking a deep breath. “I se

Leaving Boston was not easy for me. There’s always somebody coming after your spot and you gotta be vigilant or else. If its not the Russians or the damned Ukrainians, it’s the Italians. Because of the Ukrainians reliance on Russian arms and routes, going after Irina killed two birds with one stone.Victor Moretti isn’t to be sneezed at though. He might be small potatoes in Boston but his New York ties make him dangerous.“Hey, I have as much to lose as you do if Victor makes a move. You can be sure I’ll be watching close.” Roman told me as he prepared to leave us for the evening. It was my last objection to this honeymoon idea, and I made it hoping he’d say exactly that.Victor can be reckless but Roman is ruthless. He won’t hesitate to protect what he considers as his. If I could trust him or his sister, they’d make the strongest allies I could ever have.But I can’t help wondering what it is Irina is keeping from me. I know it’s something.She got to her feet as soon as Roman left a

I stood over her naked as she slept in her bed, limbs starfished as if someone had flung her on the bed like a ragdoll. Her pert little ass called to me, in full view because her blankets and sheets were all on the floor.She’s such a messy sleeper.I couldn’t help grinning but before I could be tempted into climbing back in that bed with her and showing her just what happened when she left her ass all undefended, I took a step back, and then another. It was only when I reached the door was I able to turn around and leave her chambers.Mine were right next door so no one saw my naked ass striding through it and shutting the door quietly behind me. She didn’t know it but these were the ‘married quarters’ where the Lord and Lady of the castle were meant to fuck like rabbits until they populated the countryside with their offspring.I definitely wasn’t thinking about offspring when I imagined myself once again ploughing her hot wet pussy. I wasn’t thinking, full stop.And that’s what sc