Arranged Bratva Love

Slavik

I hated banquets.

Being surrounded by the rich, the powerful, all under the guise of helping those less fortunate. Even as I stood with my wife by my side, I looked at the sickening falseness surrounding me.

I was used to dealing with dirty people. The dregs of society, some would call it. I never stuck to the protocol of only dealing with my immediate Bratok. For my men and people who worked for me, I was everywhere. They never knew where I would turn up. Right now, as men and women donated money to several well-meaning charities to help the less fortunate from children to poverty-stricken families, I spotted one woman who owned a slave through human trafficking. This woman she beat on a regular basis. I had the footage of her beating this woman. She used anything from sticks to whips, to even clubs. Her anger was always taken out on this woman. She held a place in a senior role within the courthouse. The evidence I had was a good bargaining tool.

Most of the people here were under Ivan’s thumb in one way or another. My presence, as well as two other brigadiers, helped to drive the point of our power.

No one could touch us.

“You’re hurting me,” Aurora said.

I loosened my hold on her hip with an apology.

“It’s fine. I don’t mind. You don’t like these places. Why come?”

“Business.”

“Do you ever donate to the causes?”

“Yes.” The money donated did go to several foundations. I made sure of it.

“Excellent. Would you like me to go and make a donation?” she asked.

I pulled out my checkbook and gave her one I’d already written. I tore off a second for her to fill in. “Go crazy.”

She chuckled and left my side. I nodded at one of my men to follow her. She was in a fish tank full of sharks. The people here would gladly try to take her from me, and the very knowledge of that pissed me off.

Andrei chose that moment to come my way. We shook hands and turned to look at the crowd.

“I can’t stand half of the people here,” he said.

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“Will you be attending my wedding?” Andrei asked. “Bethany informed me no response had been sent.”

I glanced at Bethany. She stood in the center of six businessmen. I hadn’t liked the woman the instant I met her. Something seemed off about her.

“You know she’s a whore?” I asked, turning to Andrei.

“Do you think it takes a rocket scientist to work that out? I’m aware she’s not a princess. She uses her snatch to get what she wants. It pisses her off I have no use for it.”

“Why marry her?”

“Business, and I need a wife to have a kid with. A slut she may be, but not all of us can have cute virgins to bed.”

My gaze went to Aurora. She stood at the booths that displayed all the charities being showcased tonight. My man was close and made sure no one approached her.

“How is it to bed a virgin?”

“I’m not going to tell you about my wife,” I said.

“I have to say I’m impressed. Everyone thought you’d have killed her by now. Aurora must have a special pussy.”

I reacted before anyone saw. Slamming the side of my hand against his throat, I immediately choked him.

His glass dropped to the floor, and I grabbed his shoulders, feigning concern to the onlooking crowd.

I made sure they were far away before I dragged Andrei away, slamming him against the wall, out of earshot and eyesight.

“Now you listen to me, my wife is not up for questioning. You talk about her, you insult me. You should tell your fiancee that the next time she thinks to insult my wife again, I will slit her fucking throat.”

Andrei cleared his throat, taking a few minutes to get himself together. “What?”

I told Andrei all the details Aurora had given me. There wasn’t a lot there, but enough to get his attention.

“I will deal with her.”

“Is there a problem here?” Ivan asked, coming out of the main room to talk to us.

“No, no problem. A simple misunderstanding, but that is all,” I said.

Andrei agreed and made his way into the room.

“Your wife is lonely,” Ivan said.

I nodded and went to go into the room.

“What was that?” Ivan asked.

“Andrei believed he could talk about my wife disrespectfully, and I told him he couldn’t. It was a misunderstanding.”

“Your wife’s not pregnant yet.”

“I’m working on it.”

“Knock her up. I don’t want this treaty to blow up in our faces,” Ivan said.

Movement from behind him had me cursing.

I saw Aurora’s hair. “Duty calls,” I said.

I walked into the dance floor and saw Aurora had moved as far away from the doorway as possible. She caught sight of me and went to the first man.

He clearly turned down a dance as she withdrew into herself and tried to shrink away from people being able to see her. I closed the distance between us, stepping into her space. I grabbed her arm.

“Dance with me,” I said.

“No. I don’t want to dance with you.” She didn’t make a scene, but she was no match for me either. I easily led her onto the dance floor.

With my hand at the base of her back and the other holding her hand, there was nowhere for her to go. I held her captive.

“You’re not playing fair,” she said.

“I never play fair.” I glanced around the room, keeping an eye on any potential attackers. Andrei had a scared-looking Bethany in his arms. That bitch was going to know not to mess with my woman. “You asked that man to dance,” I said.

She scoffed. “I don’t know why. He told me no.”

“That would be my fault.”

“Why?”

“My presence scares the shit out of people. They all know you’re my wife. No one will dance with you. Unless you’re Ivan, of course.”

“Great. You scare everyone. I should have known.”

“Men would love to dance with you. I don’t want anyone else to dance with you but me.”

“Do you intend to control my life?” she asked.

“You’re my wife. So yes.”

Her cheeks clenched. “What about … getting me pregnant?”

“Do you want to talk about that or pretend you didn’t hear?”

“You’re only sleeping with me to get me pregnant?”

“No. I’m fucking you because I want to. Pregnant is a by-product of fucking you.”

“You’re still doing it because your boss is telling you to.” She stopped dancing. Her eyes filled with tears, and she stared at me, almost accusing me.

I took a deep breath, grabbed her hand, and led her off the dance floor.

There was enough commotion going on that no one would miss us.

I opened the first door I came to and saw we’d entered a conference room. Pressing her up against the door, I pulled her skirt up and cupped her pussy.

“Stop it.”

“You’re soaking wet.”

“And I don’t want you to touch me.”

“You’re a liar, Aurora. This pussy is dripping.” I teased beneath the band of her panty and fingered her pussy. Sliding in and out of her tight heat. She tensed in my arms, but there was no mistaking the heat of her need. She whimpered and I pressed my face against her neck, nibbling on her flesh.

She gasped. “Please.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

She groaned and rocked against my hand. I knew how to make her melt. Drawing my fingers up to her clit, I rubbed her, and she rubbed herself against me.

“Take my cock out,” I said.

She fumbled with my trousers, sliding down the zipper and reaching inside to cup my dick. I lifted her up in my arms. She wasn’t light, but I didn’t fucking care. I needed to be inside her wet cunt.

“Put my dick inside you,” I said.

Aurora reached between my thighs, holding my cock. I moved in closer, staring into her eyes as she put my cock to her entrance, and I sank her down on my length. Her tight pussy squeezed me, begging for my cum.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist, and I rocked inside her, going deep.

“The table,” she said.

“If you want someone to come in and see me fucking you, I can take the table.”

“No. No. I … I’m too heavy.”

I thrust against her, using the door as leverage to drive inside her, taking her as I wanted to.

“I want to knock you up, Aurora. I’m not fucking you out of duty. Feel my cock. Feel how hard I am for you. This is not duty. This is pure fucking need. I have to have you. This pussy, it’s mine. You’re all mine.”

Screwing Aurora was a pleasure, and as I felt her come on my cock, I followed her over the edge, filling her with my cum.

“I don’t know if I can go back out there,” she said as I eased out of her pussy.

I helped put her panties back into place as I slid my cock into my pants, being careful not to get our releases on my clothes.

“You will. This is our duty. To be seen together.” I held her hand, and hers shook a little as she placed it within my own.

I had to get her pregnant. Ivan had ordered me to. Any claim Aurora had over her family would go through to her children and as the firstborn son, it would belong to him.

The truth was I liked fucking my wife.

I also enjoyed spending time with her, and that was something I had to make sure no one else ever found out.