in the past few days, or perhaps it was the release of her anxiety over actually getting into the palace being eliminated. But whatever the reason, her fatigue was not something she could ignore any longer. By rights, she should be scared out of her mind because she was now in a more precarious position than she’d been in yesterday after sneaking into the country. But she didn’t feel worried for some reason.
After prowling around the suite, she stopped in front of the enormous bed covered in luxurious, dark coverings. The bed looked amazingly inviting and she sat down on the massive space, trying to figure out what her next move should be. She didn’t want to stay here, mostly because she was terrified of Nazar’s intentions and what might happen to her next. But also because she didn’t trust him to help her. He might have taken her cell phone, but that didn’t mean she was going to get anything from him. He’d already admitted that he had powers beyond what she was used to. He could do just about anything he wanted and no one would question him. Good grief, no one would even know!
It suddenly occurred to her that she was in the exact same position as Brianna. She might be in a nicer dungeon but she was still trapped, not sure what to do or how to get out of the pickle she’d gotten herself into.
She slipped onto the bed, leaning only slightly against the ultra-soft pillows. She didn’t want to fall asleep, but the stress of the past few days plus the lack of sleep caused her to become drowsy against her will. “Just a few minutes,” she told the silence of the room. Then she’d get up and find a way out of this latest little dilemma and find Brianna. Surely, a ten or fifteen minute nap wouldn’t hurt, would it?
The next thing she knew, she was being woken by a soft caress against her neck and she wanted nothing more than to curl into the feeling.
She woke slowly, trying to figure out what was going on, her body on fire and eager for more of that caress. “Don’t stop,” she whispered, still trying to wrap her mind around the feeling. “Please don’t stop.”
“I wish that was really you talking,” Nazar said in her ear. His body was in pain, wanting to bury himself inside of her, but he knew she wasn’t fully awake and, therefore, her pleading words couldn’t be counted on as her true state of mind.
Nazar watched with growing desire as the lovely woman stretched on the soft, dark bed. She’d looked so sweet and tempting a moment ago with her long, black lashes resting against her pale skin. With her eyes closed, he could see the dark circles under her eyes and he realized that she hadn’t been getting enough sleep.
It was a rare person that cared enough about a friend to go through this much trouble to find her. Nazar only had one other friend like that and it was an almost insane irony that this sweet woman’s friend was with his own best friend.
While she’d slept, he’d searched through the rest of her e-mails and hadn’t found anything but the one where her friend had taken a picture of the letter he’d handed to Rocco that night at the nightclub. How she’d gotten hold of it was probably an interesting story. Thankfully, she hadn’t gotten a full picture of the details, but she’d gotten enough so that it looked illegal.
So there was nothing else he could do but keep his little beauty here with him until all of this blew over. As he looked down at her eyes fluttering open, he knew that it was a sacrifice that he was more than willing to make. He would devote the next few days to making sure this little spitfire didn’t stumble onto something that would mess up the plan.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, still more than half asleep.
Nazar chuckled as she tried to push herself up onto her elbows, giving him a better view of her voluptuous curves as the fabric pulled back against her chest. He had a hard time keeping his eyes on her lovely features so, in the end, he simply gave up the fight and let his eyes wander over her delicious figure.
Nikki tried to wake up but she couldn’t fight the battle with her fatigue. When she flopped back against the pillows,