him hot on my heels.
“Yes, I do, or the boss will have my balls.”
I chuckle at that image. Adrian is really severe and his calm only adds to his ruthlessness. I’ve witnessed how he talks to his men, and although it’s in Russian, I can sense the authority.
“Glad to see you laugh, even at the expense of my misery,” Yan grumbles.
“You’re being dramatic. It’s not misery.”
“Have you seen him? Also, I’m still not okay that Kolya gets all the fun.”
“Isn’t he the senior guard?”
He scoffs. “Senior grump, maybe.”
I smile. Kolya is always giving Yan shit about smoking, and even though I don’t mind it, Yan has already stopped smoking in my company, because of the pregnancy, I assume.
He stops outside the bathroom door in his wide, ready stance and goes to open it.
“I can at least open my own door.” I motion at his twitching hand. “Go ahead, smoke until I come back.”
I can tell he wants to, but his caution is stopping him, so I take the decision away from him. I open the door wide, letting him see the empty bathroom. “See? No one is here.”
After Yan’s watchful gaze checks every corner, he finally nods.
I shake my head before going inside and closing the door.
As soon as I’m in a stall, a shadow follows behind me. I open my mouth to scream, but a gloved hand wraps around my mouth and uses my body to close the door.
“Miss me, Duchess?”
I breathe harshly against Luca’s palm. He’s wearing a black leather jacket and a hat that shadows his eyes. He slowly removes his gloved hand. “Whisper or he’ll hear.”
“What are you doing here? Yan is right outside.”
“I can shoot him if he comes in.”
“No!”
“I see you’re forming attachments. That’s the worst thing to do, Lia. He’s Adrian’s guard, not yours. He’s keeping an eye on you on his boss’s behalf, and won’t hesitate to hurt you if he’s ordered to.”
I know that, but I still don’t want him dead. Yan doesn’t deserve such a fate, even if his boss is a major asshole.
“He won’t come in here unless I take longer than needed,” I bargain.
Luca releases an exasperated breath. “Do you have any idea how fucking hard it is to get you alone? I’ve been trying for fucking months. First, you were hidden away in his black castle, then he put you in a shelter associated with the Bratva, and his men follow you everywhere. This is the first time that tool guard didn’t check every corner of the bathroom first.”
Releasing a long sigh, I murmur, “This is my life now.”
“I’m sorry, by the way.” His brow creases as he makes a vague gesture toward my leg. Luca doesn’t offer sympathy. He’s more hardened than me and lacks many emotions, so I know not to take it for granted.
“I’m still alive.” My voice is clogged as I fight the tears.
“Sometimes staying alive is the worst of it.” His features tighten before they relax. “Tell me you have something on Adrian.”
I shake my head. “He doesn’t talk about his business.”
“But you’re his wife now. Surely he takes you to those inner Bratva banquets.”
“No.” Since that day, he’s never dragged me to his organization and I’m somewhat thankful for that.
“Fuck, Duchess. I thought we agreed you’d bring me things on him.”
“He’s guarded.”
“Then make him unguarded.”
“You think that’s easy?”
“You can do it. Being his wife makes you the closest person to him.”
No, it doesn’t. If anything, we feel further apart than when he used to come to my apartment at night. At least back then, it was about me. Now, everything is about the baby and my despicable role of producing an heir.
While I love my child, I hate how Adrian is using him.
“Tell me what you know,” Luca says.
I mention details that I know, about Sergei and Igor and his daughter, Kristina. I also tell him about Adrian calling someone Don and having conversations with him. I don’t mention Adrian’s family history that he willingly divulged. Luca doesn’t need to know that, and it feels too intimate to let someone else be privy to it.
“All of that is old news.” Luca checks his watch. “I need more.”
“More, like what?”
“His system. What he’s working on.”
“He would never allow me to get close to that.”
“Then force your way in, Lia.”
“Do you even know Adrian? Besides, I’m pregnant, Luca.” I point at the bump in my belly. “I will not put my child’s life in danger.”
The more he grows, the smaller that black hole