Текст книги "Lev"
Автор книги: Belle Aurora
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Chapter Forty-Five
Mina
It was a week after opening night, and news of the new burlesque act in town had tongues wagging. Our social media page had well over ten thousand followers in that single week, and although it saddened us all, Sasha had wisely made the decision to no longer open every night. Now, Bleeding Hearts was a strictly weekend establishment, opening Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights.
This gave the girls time to practice during the week and learn new routines without the pressure of rehearsing and working on the same day.
Rumors of the girls’ beauty spread fast, and soon The Diamond Dozen were the hottest girls in town. Everyone wanted to catch a glimpse. Our audience had indeed doubled, tripled even.
Sasha revealed that in our opening weekend, we had earned more than what we normally made in an entire week, and that was including all the free drinks we had given away with flyers.
The relief in the room was palpable. Shoulders slumped and people sighed out loud, others laughing happily. Lev pulled me into his side and I gripped his shirt tight, smiling into his chest.
Everything was working out. It was unbelievable. Miraculous, even.
The following Monday came quickly, and when the front gate bell went off as I passed the kitchen, I stared into the small CCTV, watching the car window open. She lowered her sunglasses, looking directly into the camera, and without a second thought, I buzzed her in.
I waited uneasily for the doorbell to chime, and as soon as it did, I threw it open.
The petite blonde in the long maxi-dress removed her glasses then smiled gently. “Hey, Mina.”
“Cora,” I greeted softly. “What are you doing here?”
She dipped her chin, sighing quietly. Then she blinked at me a long moment. “Can I come in?”
I thought about it. I probably shouldn’t have let her in, but something about this girl screamed ‘safe.’ I nodded, moving back to allow her room to pass. She stepped in and smiled once more, but it was tired. “Thanks.”
She moved into the living room and waited for me to enter before she sat on the sofa beside me. “Is Lev home?”
I checked the clock on the wall. He was still working out. “He should be home any minute now.”
“Okay.” She swallowed hard. “Do you mind if I wait until he gets here?”
“Not at all.” I stood. “What are you having? Coffee? Juice?”
She smiled then sighed. “Coffee would be great, thanks.”
I stood, went into the kitchen, and then returned with two mugs of coffee, both black. “I didn’t know how you took it,” I told her as I handed her the mug.
“Black is perfect.” She sipped at her coffee then asked, “How are things?”
My lip twitched at her attempt at small talk. “Things are good.” My smile faded. “How are you doing?” I reached over to place my hand on her knee. “I’m so sorry about Irina.”
Cora shrugged. “Thanks. I’m getting there, you know? Mom called me. She asked me to fly out and pack up Irina’s house, so…yeah…that was…” Her breathing hitched. “…painful.” She looked into her coffee, tapping a fingernail on the ceramic of the mug. “Irina wasn’t like me. She let my dad dictate her life. I never did. I told my parents I didn’t owe them anything. That was why I moved out when I was eighteen.”
She smiled. “I don’t know if you know this, but I lived with Nastasia for two years before it all turned sour, which was totally my fault. But Irina was the golden child, you know? I was the black sheep.” She frowned and muttered, “And look at where it got her.” Her eyes shut tight and she admitted on a whisper, “I hate my dad. I hate him so much, Mina.”
I didn’t know what else to say apart from, “I’m sorry.”
When she laid her hand on mine and squeezed, my heart ached for her. “Thanks for letting me in today.”
I checked the clock again. “Lev will be home any minute now.”
She smiled, but it was forced. “I just hope he doesn’t kick me out.”
I wouldn’t let him. Corinna Alkaev may have said things she didn’t mean to old friends, but she didn’t deserve to be punished for them forever. I would make Lev listen. I didn’t know how, but I would.
We made polite small talk for the next five minutes before the back door opened, and Cora stiffened. Lev walked into the living area and took one look at our guest before he stilled. He looked down at me, a questioning expression on his face, and I smiled encouragingly. He blinked at me, and then recovered quickly, making his way into the room. “Corinna,” he uttered.
She smiled up at him, but it shook. “Hey, Lev.”
He was sweaty and red in the face, but he sat by me in his workout gear and asked calmly, “To what do I owe the pleasure? Have your parents sent you? Because I told them—”
She shook her head and spoke, cutting him off. “No, they haven’t sent me.” She nearly rolled her eyes. “Since when do I do their bidding anyway?” She quieted her voice. “I haven’t spoken to them since after Irina died, and don’t plan on speaking to them again until they can admit they screwed up.”
Lev seemed mildly stunned by what she had said. “Then why are you here?”
She took a deep, quivering breath before she laughed lightly and shrugged, placing her hands in her lap. She whispered a pained, “I miss my niece.”
From the way Lev went rigid beside me, I knew he did not like that statement. It was so open. He didn’t like not knowing exactly what a person meant. I needed to intervene.
“You want time with Lidi then?” I asked her gently.
“I just want to see her again. I don’t care how. You name the time and place. I just—” She looked to Lev, imploring, “I know you hated Irina, but she wasn’t always a hardass. And Lidiya is all I have left of my sister.” Lev’s jaw ticked. She sighed, dipping her chin. “I know you don’t trust me, and that’s fair, but I will do anything you want. I just want some time with Lidi.”
The front door opened, and Nas walked in. “Yo, shorty!”
“In here,” I called, suddenly anxious about Cora’s presence.
Nas went to walk into the living room and fell short a step, looking directly at her ex-best friend. Cora stood and swallowed hard. “Hey.”
Nas looked the woman up and down before entering the room and speaking slowly. “Hey, yourself.”
Cora’s bottom lip began to tremble and her eyes filled with tears. When she dipped her chin, her tears falling to the ground, Nas moved, and what she did surprised me. She placed her arms around Cora just as a sob escaped her. Nas held her tightly, whispering, “I’m sorry.”
Cora clutched to her like a lifeline and let out a broken, “No, I’m sorry. The things I said to you…”
Nas shook her head, squeezing gently. “Forgotten.”
The two women embraced for a little while, and when they separated, Nas sat next to Cora, taking her hand and holding it in hers. Something told me that no matter how strong Corinna Alkaev thought she was, she had reached her breaking point.
Nas looked at me. “So, what are we talking about?”
Lev responded, “Corinna wants to see Lidiya.” He paused a moment before he said, “And I am considering it.”
The look of relief on Cora’s face was evident, but she masked it with excitement. “Really? Because I don’t even care if we stay here the whole time. I could have a picnic with her in the front yard and stay out of your hair. I promise not to get in your way or anything.”
Lev looked down at Nastasia’s hand, which still held Cora’s. “You were once like family, Corinna.”
Her lips trembled again and she uttered quietly, “I know I fucked up. And I’m so sorry.”
Lev stood. “I see no reason why you can’t see Lidi every now and again.” He looked at the little woman and told her, “She doesn’t have her mother anymore. I’d like for her to have access to someone who knew Irina when she was a child. Someone who can show her the good side of Irina.”
Cora’s face sad, she responded quietly, “I can do that. I can be that person.”
Lev nodded. “I know you can.” He checked his watch and muttered, “Mirella took her to the park. They’ll be home soon enough. You’re welcome to wait.”
He didn’t say another word, just turned and walked away.
My heart warmed, and that warmth spread throughout my entire body.
God, I loved Lev. He was a good man.
I stood too, looking down at a stunned Cora. “I’m guessing it’s been a while.” I turned to Nas and smiled. “I’ll give you guys time to catch up.”
My feet took the stairs two at a time—no small feat for a short girl—until I made my way into our bedroom, opening the door to find Lev in a state of undress. He looked up at me then threw down his boxers, leaving him in the nude.
My voice soft, I told him, “You’re a good man, Lev Leokov.” Then I started to undress.
His eyes landed on my bare stomach and he watched as I undid my bra. His voice came out husky. “I need to shower, mouse.”
“No,” I told him, hooking my thumbs into my panties and lowering them. They fell to my ankles. “You need to get me dirty.” I stepped out of my panties and moved toward him. When I reached him, I looked up into his face, the picture of innocence. “And then we’ll get clean together. Okay?”
His hands came up to rest on my hips and he squeezed lightly, his eyes hooded with lust. “Who am I to argue with my betrothed?”
I grinned as his lips descended. “Suck ass.”
We spent a long time in the shower.
And when we were finished, I was far from clean.
I was deliciously mussed.
Chapter Forty-Six
Mina
I watched in quiet amazement as the extended Leokov family met, hugging and kissing and chatting as laughter burst out of people left, right, and center. Normally, in situations like this, I would have felt out of place, yet somehow this amazing group of people included me like it was no big deal.
I didn’t care what they thought.
It was a big deal, for me.
We had made the half-hour drive to attend the small wedding that Lev explained would be held at his cousin’s club, The White Rabbit. I’d never heard of the place, but when we got there, I immediately understood the appeal.
I got it. I did.
It was freaking hot.
Who wouldn’t be taken by an Alice in Wonderland themed club? From the giant bronzed Cheshire cat, to the whimsical, artistic paint on the walls, my chest panged with regret from not bringing the good camera Sasha had bought for Bleeding Hearts. It didn’t matter; I whipped out my phone and snapped away happily at almost everything in sight.
Lev told me I’d need to dress up for the night, and when he sent me to buy an appropriate evening gown with Nas, the two of us came back arguing. I still couldn’t justify spending hundreds of dollars on something I’d only wear once or twice.
We compromised in the end, buying me a stunning black dress that cost a hundred and fifty dollars. It was a cocktail–style dress, and although it wasn’t what I was sent to buy, I could see myself wearing this little number again and again, totally getting my money’s worth. When I came home and modeled it for Lev, he agreed that it was lovely.
He dressed in a black suit, a white crisp linen shirt, and a black tie. Mirella dressed Lidiya in a pale pink number, a pastel pink bow holding her curls together. I sat in the back seat with my chubby little angel, and wasn’t at all surprised when she fell asleep during the drive. It was so relaxing being a passenger that I felt I could have joined her.
It might have seemed strange to hold a wedding on a Wednesday night, but after Lev explained that it was only to be a small affair and that the club would likely be open to the public on the weekend, it kind of made sense.
We arrived at the club, parked, and made our way out. Lev pulled me into his side and held a sleepy Lidiya’s hand as we entered the party.
I was nervous, meeting more of the family. But I shouldn’t have been.
Lev’s cousin, Nik, greeted us at the door, grabbing Lev and heaving him into a long man-hug before pulling back and kissing both his cheeks. When Nik spotted Lidiya, his face changed. It seemed the guy was a sucker for kids. He got to his knees, smiled, and held his arms out to Lidi. Lidi, knowing a good thing when she saw one, didn’t hesitate to hug the man, and he lifted her, kissing her cheek. When Lev introduced us, I could have fainted dead away.
Why, you ask?
Because it went something like this.
“This is Mina. She was homeless. I found her. I’m keeping her. She loves me. So we’re getting married.”
And I died. Embarrassment seeped out of me like oozing slime. My gorgeous fiancée had unknowingly made me sound like a freaking gold digger.
I choked out a laugh. “He doesn’t mean that,” I told Nik, my cheeks flaming.
Nik grinned, and his single dimple came out to say hello. Lidi poked it with a small finger, and Nik gently nipped it.
Oh, my Lord. These Leokov men were stunning, every single one of them.
Lev frowned down at me. “That’s exactly what I mean, mouse.”
I glared up at him, stepped on my tiptoes, and whisper-hissed, “Maybe ixnay on the omelesshay, sweetie. Okay? Thanks.”
His face softened a degree. “I’m not ashamed of you, Mina.”
Nik coughed out a laugh before coming over and wrapping his free arm around my shoulders, leading us in. “Whatever, Mina. I’m not judging, sweetheart. Come meet the family.”
I spotted Nas and Sasha talking to another man who looked remarkably like Nik, and when we approached, the man spotted me, separated himself, and came at me like a bull going at a rodeo clown, only happily. He reached us, bent a little, wrapped his arms around me, and lifted me in a giant bear hug. I squeaked as he shook me around like a doll a moment, set me on my feet, and pulled back, beaming. “Lev’s woman! I’m Max, groom, cool dude, cousin.”
I couldn’t help but smile. This guy was crazy.
I looked him up and down. He wore a sophisticated three-piece suit with white Chucks, and still looked heavenly. When my eyes reached his face and landed on his smile, another Leokov dimple came out to play and my stomach flipped. Max put his arm around me and pulled me into his side, shaking me a little. “Don’t be shy, short stuff.” He grinned, and I swear his teeth sparkled. “We’re family.”
That was when Lev approached and Max pulled back, opening his arms wide. Lev smirked, walking into his arms. More hugs and kisses were exchanged then suddenly a gaggle of pretty women appeared, along with two other men—who were both sexy as hell, mind you.
What the heck were they putting in the water up here?
A brunette with a wide smile and green eyes stepped forward and eyed our gorgeous little princess, who was now resting her head on Nik’s shoulder and sucking her thumb. Smart girl. The woman smiled gently. “Hi there, honey. And who are you?”
“This little angel is Lidiya.” Nik jerked his chin to Lev. “Lev, this is my wife, Tina. Tina, baby. Lev, my cousin.”
Her face brightened and her excitement was completely genuine. She came forward and hugged a rigid Lev, rubbing a hand up and down his back. “Oh, wow. Hi!”
She pulled back and without an introduction, she came forward and put her arms around me. “I’m Tina!”
I hid my surprise the best I could and hugged her back. “Mina.”
She laughed softly. “No. Tina. With a T.”
I smiled at her. She was cute. “I know. I meant my name is Mina.”
She gasped. “Mina!” She pointed to herself. “And Tina!” She looked at her husband with wide eyes and spoke slowly. “Mina and Tina. That’s so cool.”
Nik chuckled under his breath and then laughed, shaking his head. Tina wrapped her arm around mine. “We were going to bring our girls with us, but,” she cringed, “we don’t get much time alone anymore. When Nik’s mom offered to babysit all the little ones,” she huffed out a laugh, “I almost threw them at her.” Her smiled faded, she stopped mid-step, and her face turned pained. “That sounded terrible.” Her lips pursed. “I’m a horrible mother.”
I laughed. She was adorable. “No, that sounds kind of reasonable, actually.”
“Really?” she asked, genuinely concerned.
I nodded. “You need time for yourself too.”
She smiled at me before turning to Nik, who was glaring at his brother and reluctantly handing Lidi over to Max. She went willingly, and Max pretended to eat her chubby cheeks. God, these men were destroying my ovaries, one sweet act at a time. She smiled and laughed through the sucking of her thumb. Tina told me, “Gosh, she’s beautiful, Mina.”
I grinned, pushing down the fact I had no right to feel proud of Lidi. “I know. And I think she does too.”
Tina rolled her eyes. “Oh, I know. Little girls know how to play their daddies. And it only gets worse as they get older, trust me.”
I mentally took note.
Tina brought me over to the other women, who all smiled up at me. “This is Mina. She’s Nik’s cousin’s wife.”
Another brunette spoke, but her head had a tinge of red to it, and her green eyes were brighter than I’d ever seen. “Which cousin?”
“Lev,” I told her, then I added, “And we’re not married. Not yet anyway.”
Tina’s face went slack. “Oh, I’m sorry. I just assumed.”
I waved her off with a smile. “That’s okay. Really. Lidiya is Lev’s daughter.”
An olive-skinned man uttered, “I’m Trick.” He pulled a short woman with chocolate brown hair and big brown eyes into his side. “And this is my Lola.”
The reddish-brown brunette smiled. “I’m Nat.” She pointed to the tall ashy-blond man rocking a sexy five o’clock shadow. “And that’s my husband, Asher.” She lifted her hand and pointed to the gorgeous arctic blonde woman next to her. “This is Mimi.” She leaned forward and mock-whispered, “She’s our resident dyke.”
I choked on a laugh as Mimi winked at me. “Hi. Nice to meet you all.” This was a wedding reception, wasn’t it? I asked cautiously, “Where’s the bride?”
Nat rolled her eyes. “Helena, my sister. Max knocked her up good. She’s only a few months along so, you know.” Only, I didn’t know. My confused expression must have given me away, because her brows rose and she grinned before explaining, “She’s in the bathroom, yacking.”
Tina smiled happily then shrugged. “Happens to the best of us, right?”
Max approached with Lidi, and all the girls made cutesy noises as he spoke. “Tell Helena I’m leaving her.” He placed his cheek on Lidiya’s head, and the little girl smiled around the thumb she was sucking. Max sighed then smiled, “There’s another woman in my life.”
Mimi blinked at the little girl. “Would you look at those lashes?”
Nat grinned. “And that curly hair?”
Lola stepped forward and ran her fingers down Lidi’s cheek. “Oh, my God, she’s freaking adorable.” She looked to me with a pucker. “I’m in love.”
But Lidi blinked over at the hard-looking Asher, smiling hard. Nat clucked her tongue. “Of course she chooses to like the broodiest mofo in the group.”
Probably reminds her of her dad, I thought.
Lidi leaned forward, holding her arms out to Asher. He smiled then and his face transformed. He was smoking hot. He came forward and took her from Max’s arms. He pulled back to look down at her as she rested her head on his shoulder. His voice was low, rough. “It’s ‘cause she’s got good taste.”
I narrowed my eyes at her. “It hasn’t escaped my notice that she’s only going to the men.” I turned to Tina. “Only gets worse as they get older?” Tina nodded solemnly. I huffed out a breath. “Crap. I’m going to have to watch this one with a hawk eye.”
The girls laughed as the men grinned, and then someone was wrapping their arms around me. I didn’t have to look. I sunk back into him and smiled, placing a hand on his at my waist. Tina happily announced, “This is cousin Lev.”
“Hello,” he muttered from behind me.
A few greeting were exchanged before Tina sighed contentedly, her face turning soft. “You guys look good together.”
Lev spoke an amused, “I think so too. Thank you.”
A young woman with long dark brown hair and green eyes came out of nowhere. She wore an elegant and fitted wedding dress in off-white lace that showed off her small baby bump. “Ugh, sorry, guys.” She sighed tiredly, but looked ridiculously happy. “Stupid Max and his mighty sperm.”
Tina chuckled. “Helena, this is Lev and Mina. Lev is Max’s cousin.”
The bride turned to us. “Whoa, hey. We don’t know many from the other side of the family. It’s nice that you could be here.” She smiled kindly as Max put his arms around her and kissed her head. “Thank you so much for coming.”
Max explained, “My dad and Lev’s dad were brothers.” He grinned at Lev. “Remember the shit we used to get up to?”
Lev shook his head. “No. But I do remember the shit you used to get up to and blame on me.”
The group of people burst into laughter and Max shrugged. “That’s ‘cause you were an easy target, bro.”
Nik shook his head. “Nah. You were just an idiot.”
“Yeah.” Max puffed out his chest. “Idiotically awesome.”
I laughed to myself. These guys were a hoot.
After all the fuss, I wouldn’t admit it, but I was glad we came. It was nice to hear about Lev amongst family that obviously loved him.
Sasha and Nas strolled by, and Nas handed me a drink. I took it gratefully and Max jerked his chin to Sasha. “Lev’s gettin’ married. Nas has Viktor wrapped around her pinkie.” I was sure I was the only person who noticed Nas’ expression turn sour, but Max went on, “When are you gonna settle down, Sash?”
Sasha smiled slyly. “Who knows, man?” He paused before adding a rather cryptic, “You never know what’s written in the stars.”
Nik nudged Sasha. “Yeah. Who knows?” He grinned at his cousin. “Even Sasha might find a woman to put up with his broody ass.”
Tina scoffed. “Excuse me, mister, but I remember meeting you, and you were the broodiest son of a gun I’d ever met.” She looked around at us and uttered a sincere, “I almost wet myself. He was so cold. He scared me.”
Nik pulled his wife into him and squeezed her tight. “Yeah, well, it took meeting you to thaw me out, baby.”
Nawww.
They were stupidly cute. I kind of loved them.
Nastasia cleared her throat and forced a smile. “I don’t know about marriage. It’s so… final.” She tried to cringe, but I saw the haggard sadness on her face.
Goddamn Vik. What was he doing to her? I was going to wring his damn neck.
Nat sighed. “Wow. You sound like me.” She pulled Nas over and threaded her arm through hers, smiling all the while. “Come here. You just became my new best friend.”
The conversation flowed effortlessly throughout the night, and my cheeks started to hurt from how much I was smiling and laughing. I felt at ease with these people. They were a good sort, women who had met their matches and men who had learned to love.
I held onto Lev and imagined where I would be if I hadn’t met him. A hard shiver went down my spine and my stomach knotted uncomfortably.
The thought was far too painful to consider.
We arrived home from Max and Helena’s wedding just past one a.m., and the funny thing about it was I didn’t want to leave in the end. I had a blast hanging out with the girls, and Tina had invited me down to her boutique to do some dress shopping. She promised that ninety percent of her garments were reasonably priced, with the other 10 percent being exorbitant purely because they were shipped from Italy.
The girls were lovely, and I couldn’t remember the last time I connected with a group of people as quickly as I had them. I promised I would come down with Nas and check out Safira’s Boutique.
Was tomorrow too soon?